Gu Yan didn't stay long at Tang Yuxiu's apartment and quickly hurried away.
The black-and-white themed apartment lost its last trace of human presence, becoming even more desolate. Everything was clean and tidy, except for a small area between the coffee table and sofa, where a crumpled check lay forlornly.
Gu Yan walked aimlessly along the roadside. The city was so big, yet she didn't know where she could find her place of refuge.
The sun was scorching above her, yet it couldn't warm her cold heart.
She didn't know how long she wandered. When she came to her senses, she was already standing at the gates of Bo'er Hospital. People bustled around her, but the noisy sounds couldn't penetrate her lonely heart.
How is Dad doing now?
She hadn't secured the surgery fees; Mrs. Gu must be very angry.
Thinking about it, she still went upstairs and came to Gu's father's hospital room door.
