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.

the help of different medications. Her scars had faded a lot and her

of faint traces. Even so, Sophia was satisfied as she looked at her face in the mirror

looked at the crowd, only to notice someone leaving with his

discussed the next stage of treatment where the

to lighten the scars throughout the entire process. Sophia would also need to take

only issue for her to make a full recovery.

 I really

kept the notes of the doctor’s advice in his pocket with the determination to strictly follow the

then took several turns before entering an office that was

the boss of the cosmetic hospital,

you called me to come, is there

for a long time and finally spoke when the hospital director thought that the former had fallen asleep, “Make an appointment. I want to dye my hair

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

I want to get my face done—brightening, softening, and

and never cared about his looks since then. His hair turned gray within a night and he

Ugly…

Old…

despised me when

in his forties yet he still looks like a young

I hear it wrong? Boss is planning to make himself look younger through plastic

is such

definitely form the best team to plan a personalized effective age revitalizing package. He would paint a perfect green paint on

The hospital director and the best team had met him

rejuvenated. It was fortunate that he

the news about Joe’s disappearance

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