"Brother, why are you here? Aren't you preparing for the technology competition in school?"
In a corner of a ward in the hospital, a thin girl looked at Lin Bei, who had appeared in front of her, and her eyes revealed a hint of joy.
"Little sister, I'm here to see you. Now that I've earned money in Second World, I'm here to treat you!"
Lin Bei looked at his skinny sister and his thoughts drifted, as if he had returned to his previous life.
Lin Jing was a strong girl. Although she was plagued by illness, she had always been extremely optimistic and insisted on fighting it.
However, the sudden death of their parents in her previous life had dealt a huge blow to her. In the end, she still passed away.
"Brother! Don't lie to me! I heard from them that they can only maintain my vitality through continuous blood transfusion and exchange. Otherwise, I'll die quickly."
Lin Jing blinked, as if she was not afraid of death.