His gray hair was hidden under the sterile cap and the surgical mask covered his face, exposing his eyes.

He wore a lab coat and had his back facing everyone else. As he read the patient information, he was stunned when he saw the photo of the girl named ‘Lucile Mitchel’.

Her face and half of her body had decayed. There were detailed photos that enabled the viewer to see the other half of her face, which was still intact. It was the same face that he remembered.

It was only after understanding her situation that the hospital was able to treat her scars and one of the photos was from a long time ago—when half of Sophia’s body was festering. She was drenched in blood and looked like a lump of decaying meat.

Blindness caused by corneal infection…

Huge surface of ulceration due to the strong germ erosion caused by Virs-18…

Michael closed the file, walked out from the office and leaned against the wall outside for a while.

He looked down, gritted his teeth and allowed his tears to drop like raindrops hitting the ground.

His tall figure was shaking in remorse, hatred, surprise and pain.

It’s not a dream!

 

My little chica is still alive…

Why? Why didn’t I search for her for a few more days? I might have found her if I did!

 

Why did I fall into such a stupid trap set by Phantom Wolf?

Why…

Michael returned to the ward after some time—he still wore the same white coat, spectacles and face mask and followed the other doctors to check on Sophia’s condition.

treatment, her face was recovering well with the help of different medications.

a large area of faint traces. Even so, Sophia was satisfied as she looked at her

looking at her and looked at the crowd, only to notice someone leaving with his back against

happy with the result and immediately discussed the next stage of treatment where the

on the face would be completely removed in the second stage and medication would be used to lighten the scars throughout the entire process. Sophia would also need to take some

to make a full recovery. The doctors could also

 I really came to

on the time of surgery and noting the things that he needed to look out for in between. He firmly kept the notes

right after that. He then took several turns before entering an office that was hidden from view. A

the boss of

me to

a long time and finally spoke when the hospital director thought that the former had fallen asleep, “Make an appointment.

his own face in the mirror before touching his gray hair, looking at the wrinkles

want to get my face done—brightening,

looks since then. His hair turned gray within

Ugly…

Old…

despised me when

forties yet he still looks like a young lad in his twenties. I have to be

 Did I hear it wrong? Boss

is such bizarre

his boss wanted to do it, the hospital director would definitely form the best team to plan a personalized effective age revitalizing

the cosmetic hospital. The hospital director and the best team had met him

was fortunate

Joe’s

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