Chapter 0457: Queuing Up at Midnight 1_1

Upon seeing Xiaoyan, Feng Qingxue was instantly furious.

The girl of seven or eight years old had thin, brittle hair and a skeletal face with a distinct handprint, the corner of her mouth was also broken, revealing traces of blood. Because she was so thin, there was no flesh on her face, so the slap mark had not swollen.

Extreme hunger and fear, coupled with the cold chill of early spring, finally took their toll on her fragile body.

After taking Xiaoyan's temperature, which was thirty-nine degrees, Feng Qingxue gave her a fever reducer, then took out a bottle of alcohol to clean her limbs, palms, armpits, and chest from her medicine box.

After half an hour had passed, the girl was noticeably more comfortable, her eyebrows slightly relaxed.