Shao Meirou hurriedly looked towards Fang Youlan and asked gently, "Mom! Do you want to sit or lie down?"
Fang Youlan glanced at the back of her right hand, still showing blue bruises, "Lie down!"
After all, she was getting on in years, and the early morning had not been without its troubles, making her feel utterly exhausted inside and out.
Once Fang Youlan was lying down, the nurse had hung the IV bag on the stand, and she took Fang Youlan's left hand to gently tap in search of a vein.
Fang Youlan casually glanced at the nurse attending to her, but when she saw the nurse's full forehead and the familiar, limpid eyes, she yanked her hand back as if she had seen a ghost.
"You..." How could this nurse look so much like that woman...
Then she realized, this nurse in front of her was a young girl, whose age didn't match up.
That woman, by now, where would she still retain the appearance of a young person?
