In the blink of an eye, Yao Mingyue had been abroad for a month.
The pre-surgery preparations were very tedious, with daily tests and her fair arms were now covered with dense, reddened pinpricks.
She sat quietly on the hospital bed, gazing at the bright foreign scenery outside, with a painting resting in her hand.
The hospital she was in was the Mayo Clinic, considered the best private hospital in the world.
It's said that as long as there's still a breath left in you and money in your account, this place can sustain your life.
Just staying here for a day costs a fortune for an ordinary person.
But Liu Rushuang didn't care. She knew she couldn't stop her daughter's decision, but as a mother, she would give everything. If it could bring even a glimmer of hope to her daughter, then it was all worth it.
"Ming Yue, it's time to eat."
Liu Rushuang came in with a prepared meal.
