Forensic Doctor's Daughter: Your Majesty, Please Stay Out of the Way

Dark and damp. The biting cold followed the cold stone slabs and invaded the bone marrow inch by inch. Shen Zhiwei's consciousness slowly gathered in chaos, and his nose was filled with the disgusting smell of rotten straw and blood. Every part of his body was screaming with severe pain, especially his fingers, which felt like they had been run over by a red-hot iron.