C279 The Corpse's Stomach will Move

A cold wind swept through the broken window, carrying a foul stench throughout the dilapidated room. The two people standing in the center didn't look too well.

Ruan Qingge's fingers twitched slightly as she pulled out the silver needles embedded in the floorboards beneath her feet. She tossed the needles aside, bent down, and picked up the medical bag on the ground. From it