The Sick Beauty in the Republic of China

In the dark and narrow room, the only window was also sealed by messy and criss-crossed wooden boards.

A woman is curled up in the darkness, exuding the smell of corruption on the verge of death.

Her long hair was disheveled, covering her once beautiful face, and her fingers like dead branches picked up a piece of stinky flesh, covering her head indiscriminately.

Suddenly, she laughed again, first with low sobs mixed in, and then suddenly turned into hysterical laughter.

In the boundless pain and suffering, she seemed to have returned to that afternoon, in the small kitchen in the back garden of the Zhao family, a little flame shot up her sleeve——

"Ah! Swallow, your hand!"

The women cooking put out the fire for her in a panic, but the back of her hand and her forearm were still burnt in large areas.

Zhao Yanzi shed tears from the pain, but she was even more worried about leaving ugly scars. At this moment, an old man comforted her and said: "Yanzi, don't worry, I heard that there is a foreigner in Qingyangfang The medical clinic opened is the best for treating burns, go and see if it can be kept well!"

Zhao Yanzi usually followed the young lady, and indeed heard that many foreigners were powerful, but when she heard that she was afraid to see a foreign doctor, she cried and said, "With our status, they can't just drive us out."

But Lao Momo said it didn't matter, everyone said that the foreign doctor was kind-hearted, and he showed it to the poor.

Under the persuasion of Lao Momo, Zhao Yanzi changed her mind, but she didn't believe that the foreign doctor really had a good heart, for fear that he would not give him a good look because he was a servant.

So she moved her mind, and found the skirt that the miss usually gave her from the big cabinet, and dressed herself up in front of the mirror. She even took the white jade bracelet that the miss gave her a few days ago, together with it. Wearing it on my hand, my heart seemed to feel more at ease--I am not inferior to those young ladies.

In this way, Zhao Yanzi sneaked out of the mansion, took a rickshaw generously, asked all the way, and went straight to the Villette Clinic in Qingyangfang.

The nurse who received her was really enthusiastic because of her attire, and it didn't take long to lead her into the treatment room.

Zhao Yanzi was immediately fascinated by the tall and handsome foreign doctor. She didn't think there was anything weird about the blonde hair and white skin, but thought he was the most beautiful man she had ever seen.

"Miss, please sit down, what should I call you?" Doctor Andres' voice flowed into her ears like spring water.At that moment, she became more and more determined-she must not let him know that she was just a servant.

So she purposely obscured her name, and only said that her surname was Zhao, and she lived in the Zhao family in the west of the city——

In one lie after another, she seemed to have really turned into a young lady of the Zhao family, who sneaked out of the house more and more frequently, disguised herself, and met with Dr. Andres in the name of treatment.

With peace of mind, she drew the relationship between the two closer in the ambiguity.With peace of mind, I accepted the "burn treatment" operation.With peace of mind, I accepted Andres' courtship...

Until the day the lie is exposed.

Zhao Yanzi cried and begged, but no matter what she did, she couldn't stop Andres from leaving cruelly.

And just when she was heartbroken, God gave her another "gift".It was a child, her and Andres' child, and Zhao Yanzi was overjoyed. She thought she finally had a chance to save Andres, so she rushed to the Villette Clinic again desperately.

But what she didn't expect was that this was destined to be a desperate trip.

She was strangled by Andres, pressed hard on the table, and then cut her flesh open.

At that moment, the moment she thought her life was about to end, she saw Zhao Qingya hiding outside the window.

Unprecedented hatred welled up in my heart, why was Zhao Qingya born to be a young lady while she could only be a servant?

It was Zhao Qingya who reported everything in order to take Andres away!

Look, she was clearly in such pain, but Zhao Qingya didn't come to save her, I really hate it - I hate it -

In the small room, the resentment of memories made her hand turn into a sharp knife, smashing the flesh covering her head in an instant.

"I hate it—— I hate it—"

She stumbled up from the ground, howled continuously in her hoarse voice, and frantically rushed towards the cold wall.

And just above her, through a small window the size of a palm, someone is watching her crazy with great interest.

After a long time, the man closed the window with a lot of thought, turned around and walked through the gorgeous corridor to the study, picked up the receiver and made a call.

"Mr. Wang, the little thing you gave me is really getting more and more interesting."