C280 Pain Loss

The last weekend of September was a dark day for Wan Shu.

Her little daughter, Guoguo, could not make it through her sixth birthday. Her little life would always stop at that moment.

Carrying the child's little body which was gradually turning cold, Wan Shu cried loudly. It was as if the sky had collapsed at this moment.

"Doctor, please save my child again. . . Please save him again. .