Her hand was on his head, consolingly rubbing a few more times before she straightened up her back and asked Jin Yuanyuan in a lowered voice, "Is the surgery still going smoothly?"
"Yes," Jin Yuanyuan nodded and said, "It went quite smoothly, but the effect of the first surgery might not be very noticeable, the doctor said it would take at least three times to know how effective it is."
As she spoke, she cast her eyes down, looking at Zhen Cheng with a pained expression and tightly grasped his hand.
Upon hearing this, Ji Anning also felt pity for Zhen Cheng, but she felt even more pity for Jin Yuanyuan. She was only twenty-two years old, and the responsibility for her daily life, and the multiple surgeries to follow, was all on her alone.
When she first met her, she was full of vitality, but now she lived such a ... weathered life.
Although charity always needed someone to step up, she always felt that Jin Yuanyuan's life shouldn't be so dim and depressed.
Sigh.
