She shut her eyes and adjusted to the memories she had gotten from the owner's body, learning herself, after understanding the pitiful end of the old Zhao Ting she felt awful for her and herself, their lives ended tragically and by the people, they loved and called family.
They were women who have been abandoned by their dearest people and left to fend for themselves. She closed her eyes as resentment and sorrow devastated her before calming herself down.
She snapped her eyes open again when she heard creaks of a wheelchair wheeling into the but approaching her, she turned around to face the door when she saw a tall guy aged around twenty-four years old wheeling himself towards where she was lying.
The bed was in a very horrible state, it was unstable and very shaky, and even the mattress was worn out. She examined and scrutinized the young man when she discovered from her powers that he was sick and likely dying soon.