The bones are screaming in pain.
Cold, biting cold.
It was like there were countless ice needles piercing into the limbs and bones, and even the blood was about to solidify.
This made Lin Qian's mind clear for a moment.
Her eyes shot open.
What he saw was not a familiar laboratory or a cold operating table, but a dark corner filled with debris.
The damp musty smell mixed with the smell of rotting wood penetrated into the nose.
"Squeak——"
The dilapidated wooden door was pushed open a crack, and a figure with a sinister eyebrow squeezed in.
It was a girl wearing a coarse maid uniform, and she was holding a wooden basin in her hand.
Seeing Lin Qian's eyes open, she was startled for a moment, then showed undisguised disgust on her face
