C211

God!

Lin Xibei sat in a chair and looked at her watch.

Crap! It was four o'clock in the afternoon, and from twelve-thirty until now, her stubborn uncle had insisted that every doctor come and examine her.

She had been treated with medicine and bandaged, and X-rays and computed tomography scans, and so on. Was she that fragile?

"Doctor, is it that serious? So many inspections are needed