She seemed to speak very little, even in death. Her words came out stuttered, filled with caution yet brimming with hope.
She had heard that healers were good people who always saved lives!
Her dark eyes stared unblinkingly at Qin Lily, silently crying.
"Why didn't you save me, sister? Aren't you a healer? Some bad people came and gave me very smelly medicine... Why didn't you save me, sister?"
Her questions were filled with despair and resentment.
Qin Lily clenched her fists tightly, feeling a heaviness in her chest.
She had initially thought that Aunt Zhang was falsely claiming that her daughter Lanlan had died just to frame her. That was why she had insisted on seeing the body.
But she hadn't expected that Lanlan was really dead!
Qin Lily closed her eyes, recalling the hopeful look in Lanlan's eyes from yesterday. If... if she had just asked a few more questions, could she have understood why Lanlan had looked at her like that?
