Months had passed and Lin Meirong couldn't believe that she managed to stay alive this long. Considering the damage found from early on, during the initial diagnosis, she had not expected to live for this long.
Her body had started to deteriorate a long time ago. She had seen the specialist and it wasn't looking so good. This might be her final year.
She was only twenty-seven this year and yet her life was about to end. The beauty that she had been proud of had vanished during the past months as she underwent chemotherapy. Her head was now bald, with only a few strands of black hair sticking on it.
Her silky long hair, the smoothness of her skin, her beautiful face couldn't be seen anymore. There was no trace of her beautiful self anymore.
