Chapter 152: This Damned Terminal Illness

Bathroom.

Shen Yan splashed a few handfuls of water on her face, propped herself up on two hands, and stared at her pallid reflection in the mirror.

No wonder Gu Ting said her complexion wasn't too great.

Her pallor was giving ghosts a run for their money.

Shen Yan's gaze on her reflection was a bit sinister.

One month.

That voice hadn't lied to her.

The soul sickness had transferred to her body!

Shen Yan cursed to herself a couple more times and then got herself ready to go out.

Gu Ting walked toward the bathroom, "Yanyan, let's go to the hospital…"

Shen Yan's earlier nosebleed had frightened Gu Ting.

"It's just the heat lately, a bit of bleeding. I already saw a doctor the day before yesterday, and he said the same thing," Shen Yan didn't want to let her know she had been infected with a terminal disease.

If it wasn't removed, it could be fatal.

After all, this body was no longer the one she originally had, and she didn't yet know what its threshold for endurance was.