She bookmarked the book, untied the scarf around her face, and took out a small mirror from her backpack.
When Zhong Lingling held the mirror up to her face, she closed her eyes. After a few seconds, she summoned her courage and opened them.
Sure enough, her left cheek was dark purple, swollen, ulcerated, horribly disfigured, while the skin on her right cheek remained as delicate and smooth as before.
If Xiang Yimo hadn't taken her to the hospital in time, the injury might have spread, and her whole body could have ulcerated.
Zhong Lingling was now convinced that Wang Shan was the culprit.
She thought: Wang Shan, I have no grievances or enmity with you, why would you do this to me!
She suddenly threw the mirror at the wall, shattering it into pieces, but it couldn't change the fact that she was disfigured!
