In the ICU, a child put down the silver needle in her hand and turned to smile at Old Lady Li beside her.,The smile, radiant like the warmth of a spring day, was bright and beautiful. However, the scars on her face were too prominent, casting a shadow over her radiance. Nevertheless, the confidence shining in her clear eyes was truly dazzling.,Gu Qingqing raised an eyebrow, meeting his gaze with a smile: "Regret is not in my dictionary!"。