C79 Second Ruan Li

The next time Chuyanyan woke up, he felt pain on his face. When his fingers slowly caressed his face, he felt the medical gauze.

It was still the same dark and humid room, and in front of him was the same familiar hypnotist.

Chuyanyan was lying on the small bed that could barely accommodate her, both his hands were by her side, and his eyes were filled with infinite despair