C53 Compulsory Surgery

Fang Wu was lying on the glass, wanting to get closer to her son …

Cold tears, against her face, Zin against the glass.

The little fellow's figure slowly became blurry in her eyes …

After an unknown period of time …

She could only stand there numbly, her hands and feet ice-cold.

Not daring to move for even a second, and not daring to look away from Little Five.

If she wasn't here