C1119 Treating Illness(1)

"A half-crippled body?"

Kwoo Tingran sat on the bed by the window and laughed self-deprecatingly. She muttered to herself, looking a little lonely.

Although the Young Girl had always known that her illness was not light, and had invited many physicians and pharmacists to see her, they had all failed to treat her. Kwoo Tingran had already accepted her fate, but she still had a sliver of hope