"Divine Doctor, I beg you, please save Xiaohan! He's now in a coma with high fever... Do you still have the miraculous medicine you gave him to take the last time he was in a coma?"
Madam Zhan approached and beheld Jiang Ruan's enchantingly beautiful face, suddenly falling silent.
Jiang Ruan had been laid to rest a year ago, and Jiang Yuning's face bore scars that could never be as radiant as the face of the woman before her.
Madam Zhan's eyes moistened, and she grabbed both of Jiang Ruan's arms in one swift motion.
"You... you look like our Little Ruan."
"Our Little Ruan..."
Jiang Ruan diverted her gaze without emotion and explained with pursed lips,
"Auntie, you've mistaken me for someone else; I don't know the Little Ruan you're talking about."
"Is that so..."
Disappointment glimmered in Madam Zhan's eyes. Back then, nobody had imagined that the sweet and lovely Jiang Yuning was actually Jiang Ruan, not until her death exposed the deceit of the Jiang mother and daughter!