The wife looked towards the nearby hospital with utmost worry, staring at the night sky that had turned blood red.
"Where are you?"
She clenched the cellphone in her palm, that number which she could never get through, the only connection she had with Han Fei.
Compared with the ghostly abnormalities in the hospital, she seemed ordinary, insignificant. But even so, she didn't shrink back, step by step, she approached the completely transformed hospital.
As she passed through the gate and entered the hospital, her heart felt as though it was being ripped apart, bringing intense pain.
Indescribable hatred surged from the bottom of her heart, like flames burning inside her chest.
Scene after scene of terrifying images flashed through her mind, all those forcibly forgotten and un-thought-of memories were awakened.
The dust called time was blown away by hatred, and all the pain felt like knives that had just stabbed into her heart.
