Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind. His phone. That would be the right place to start from. Maybe she could find some clues about his affair, some evidence that would justify her hatred and resentment. She turned around slowly, looking at his peaceful face. He looked so innocent, so vulnerable, with a tube in his mouth and wires attached to his head.
She walked over to the small cabinet next to his bed, where his personal belongings were kept. With a gentle pull, she opened the drawer and spotted his phone and wallet. She reached for the phone and turned it on, hoping that it was not locked or protected. But to her dismay, the screen remained black. She pressed the power button, but the screen stayed dark, "What rotten luck,"
Just then, a nurse walked in to carry out her daily duties of looking after his health. She smiled at Zhang Mei and greeted her. "Hello, Mrs. Li. How are you today?"
