After speaking, she suddenly realized that she had actually called herself "sister" in front of this young man.
It seemed that the youngster's constant referring to her as "sister" really brainwashed her; now, she truly saw him as a younger brother!
Just like last night, she carefully cleaned all the wounds on the youngster's body. But when she got to the lower leg, Zhong Lingling became somewhat distracted.
Her expression turned forlorn as she stared at the wrinkled, dry skin on the young man's foot, and once again she couldn't help but choke up at the thought of the deceased Luo Xuanyu!
Because Zhong Lingling was helping him change the dressing, the anxious youngster became uneasy when he saw her staring as if at dead skin on his foot. He involuntarily pulled back his foot, but the aged skin was as dry as kindling and impossible to hide.
But why was sister crying all of a sudden while looking at this patch of his skin?