C453 Three Months Remaining

Yang Yaoyao clenched her fists. Logic told her not to look, but her gaze was fixated on the medical history, unable to shift away no matter how hard she tried.

He gritted his teeth, squatted down, and shakily picked it up.

Looking at the case report, Yang Yaoyao felt as if her brain had been struck by lightning. Her mind went blank.

He grabbed the chart on the floor frantically