Zhou Yong listlessly raised his head, he lunged toward the window, seemingly wanting to ask who exactly was speaking.
Next, there should have been more interaction and development, such as how the owner of the voice made Zhou Yong believe, and how they made Zhou Yong follow their instructions to set up the bridge donations.
However, Li Zhiyuan wasn't able to see the subsequent events because the girl was too weak; she closed her eyes.
If it weren't for her father crying too loudly earlier, she would not have woken up at all.
A prolonged darkness.
Li Zhiyuan patiently waited, he anticipated that there would be more scenes before the girl's death.
Sure enough, the darkness began to loosen.
Light started to seep in again.
When the girl opened her eyes again, Zhou Yong was standing beside her bed.
At this moment, Zhou Yong's face no longer showed traces of pain; rather, it revealed a sort of joy emanating from the depths of his heart.
