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It was noisy.

Qiao Yanran seemed to be drawn into a river as her body floated and sunk. She wanted to struggle, but her limbs were abnormally heavy. Only her consciousness was still conscious.

She bit down on the tip of her tongue and instantly became clear-headed.

The strong smell of disinfectant filled the tip of her nose. Qiao Yanran opened her eyes and looked around the room