Chapter 368_1

"However." The next moment, the arc of Mu Lin's mouth suddenly turned cold, "Those people are practically all dead now."

"These hands of mine that save people..." Were always stained with more than just the fresh blood of the patients.

Mu Lin didn't finish the rest of that sentence, but the elder saw coldness, anger and helplessness in her expression.

Being so young yet already possessing such abilities, the elder believed that what Mu Lin had been through definitely wasn't something ordinary people could endure. This included them, the old folks who had lived for most of their lives and experienced countless matters of life and death.

In fact, Mu Lin appeared quite complicated in the eyes of the elder. He could sense her protection and love for life, but at that moment, he could also feel her contempt for life in her words.

This was a complex and contradictory existence.