Next day, Yi Roujing carried a bag of milk powder, a can of malted milk, and two cans of fruit canning, taking the bus to Harmony Hospital. It was exactly nine o'clock when she arrived at the stop.
If Yi Roujing was initially disdainful towards Wang Qiushuang, later she became more peaceful. But seeing someone she once perceived as very attentive to her appearance now dressed in rags suddenly appeared in her view, Yi Roujing was shocked.
Dressed in a coarse blue work uniform, her hair messy as if not washed or combed for a long time, her face haggard, her once vibrant eyes now dull and lifeless, the whole person dejectedly sitting under the bus station's platform, holding an old jacket in her arms, the jacket covering the child's mouth, revealing only the upper part of the face.
The little girl seemed to be asleep, yet her brow was slightly furrowed. Despite the noisy surroundings, she did not wake up. Yi Roujing watched this scene, standing for a full five minutes.
