In a daze, Sister Lin felt an itch and pain on her face, but it was already much better than yesterday.
The itching and pain were very uncomfortable, and Sister Lin knew that without Liu Mang by her side yesterday, she probably couldn't have endured it.
Now that Liu Mang had left, Sister Lin couldn't resist her curiosity and took off the mask that covered her face.
Unfortunately, there wasn't a mirror in her bedroom or even in the bathroom, so she reluctantly took her phone and used the screen as a mirror to look at her face.
After just one glance, Sister Lin's eyes widened in disbelief as she touched her cheeks, "Is this me, is this my face?"
Sister Lin clearly saw the face reflected on the phone's screen, her features well-defined and clear. Although there were scars, they were much fewer—only a handful remained.
