Otherwise, why would her heart ache so intensely when facing them, bringing her the most direct mix of joy and sorrow?
Thinking of this possibility, A Min couldn't help but sit up.
She still held the quilt in her arms, and the light in her eyes couldn't help but brighten.
If she really knew them, would they know her background, know her relatives, where her home was, and what exactly had happened to her before.
Thinking of this possibility, A Min's heart began to stir.
The doctor treated her well, and before he died tragically, she had never thought of looking for her relatives.
Just because she had a secret that only she and the doctor knew about.
There was a fragment in her mind that could shift at any moment, it was something that could cost her life.
The doctor asserted that she didn't have many years left to live.
At that time, well-fed and watered, A Min did not let this trouble her.
