C330 Nocturnal assassin(part i)

Beads of sweat flowed unceasingly from her face. Yue Chanjuan tightly held onto the bedside. Pain was transmitted from her abdomen to her entire body; she was no longer able to tell.

She could not help but curl up into a ball. The indescribable pain was so excruciating that it was like a dull knife was slowly stirring in her stomach, causing her to uncontrollably spasm and curl up