"Alright then," AXing sighed, "I'll send you the hotel's address in a while. Get yourself prepared. And also, about that scar on your face..."
"The scar, I know how to deal with it."
"That's good, that's good."
She had just hung up the phone when Lin's mother called. Lin Yixun composed herself, trying to sound unruffled, "Mom, I'm already at the hospital, about to enter the ward."
Compared to a few days ago, her mother's condition had stabilized a lot, with even her complexion improving considerably. She consoled herself bit by bit, telling herself that compared to her mother's life, what did that film of skin matter?
"Mom, I've been assigned some overtime at the last minute, so I'll be staying at the company tonight. Don't wait up for me," said Lin Yixun, feeling somewhat relieved that the past few years had honed her lying skills.
A flash of pain crossed Lin's mother's eyes, and after a long while, she nodded, "Alright, take care on your way."
