When he entered the room, Lin Yuan was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face. Her lifeless eyes were staring at the ceiling expressionlessly.
There was a thermostat on the cabinet beside the bed. Lin Yuan's hands were soaked in a special liquid in the box. Her hands, which had lost their circulation, were slightly pale from the medicine and there was no longer any color of blood.
After being brought to Lin Yuan's room by the Kang family's servant, Mo Jiu picked up the translucent box on the cabinet and quietly observed it for a few minutes. Then, he frowned slightly and turned to look at Cheng Tang, who had followed him in. He said in a low voice, "Ms. Cheng, this lady's hand has been delayed for too long. It won't be easy to treat it. I'm afraid the price we agreed on previously will have to be changed!"
