Chapter 564: Becoming the Image You Hate the Most
Wen Qing lay stiffly on the bed, her entire body, including her face, covered in bandages.
The medicinal liquid mixed with blood seeped through the bandages.
She looked just like a mummy.
Lin Zhiyi held her breath as she approached, meeting Wen Qing’s moving gaze.
When Wen Qing saw who it was, her eyes widened, and her body trembled as if enduring great pain.
"You, you..."
Lin Zhiyi stared at her, enunciating each word: "President Wen, we meet again. It seems you are not doing too well."
"Lin Zhiyi!"
Wen Qing wished she could grind her teeth to dust, but her voice was still as thin as a mosquito’s cry.
Lin Zhiyi said nothing, just slowly sat by the bed, watching her.
Just this alone was already unbearable for Wen Qing.
She spoke in a distorted voice: "Get out! I want, I want to see Second Young Master!"