"The card has been unlocked; you can use it now,"
Ren's father closed his eyes, which was something Tang Zhinian had just told him today. The case had concluded, and the doctor in question was most heavily sentenced, receiving fifteen years. Now the doctor was in his forties, around the same age as Ren Ying, probably unable to wait out these twenty years.
"Use it now?" Ren Ying was shocked. Since when was it usable? "Dad, why didn't you tell me sooner?"
After her complaint, she dashed out without even bothering to look after her old man—the true epitome of his loving daughter. Ren's father couldn't stop the tears of despair.
As he embarrassingly shed these tears, the door made a soft sound. He quickly wiped away his tears, not wanting anyone to see them.