I feel like I have entered the stone mill of the eighteenth floor of hell, or have been peeled and cramped, cramped, cramped, cramped

I vomited, I couldn't spit it out; tears, like a faucet that I couldn't lock up, kept flowing out; my stomach was overturned, my heart was sore, I slowly blinked my eyes, endured, couldn't figure it out, and couldn't move it away; I couldn't return to my quiet world.

My world is black and white, blank, quiet, but I can't find it

"What's going on?!" Countless thunders stomped my flesh and blood, stirring my tendons and veins, and hurt, all over my body, inside and outside

"Everything out! All are quiet!" Brian yelled,[

"Doctor! Hurry! Mingfeng, call bonney and David, what's wrong?!

Kind people! When you hear your brother talking, hold on to me, the doctor will come in a while. When you feel uncomfortable, you will cry and shout it out, Kind people”

Cry? What is crying? I don't.

There was already someone crying at the door. I heard it. Many people were crying, but I didn’t.

It's useless to shout, it hurts very much, counting the pain clearly but not feeling the pain, just like

I entered my own different world, knowing that my body hurts, knowing that my heart is sore, and knowing that my head is about to be cracked; but I just can't feel it, can't touch it, and it hurts everywhere... but I...

It hurts, nothing to do with me, because I just hurt...

Brian hugged me, and in a trance, I saw my twelfth brother coming in too. His eyes were red and he felt uncomfortable looking at me.

What makes him feel uncomfortable? It’s me that hurts, and I don’t.

"I didn't put anything in the dough, it's okay, I," someone said that from afar.

It's okay, I know.

"It's not like poisoning, it shouldn't be." It seems that everyone is sure. I'm not poisoned, I don't know.

"Little Keren, do you think of Yin Yijie? Young Master Yin?" The twelfth brother asked me.

I know the Twelve Brother, and we often discuss issues together.

I opened my mouth and asked, "Yin Yijie, who is it? I always heard from Young Master Yin"

"Don't think about it, don't think about anything! Close your eyes Mingfeng, what do you say?" Brian stuttered in anxiety, and his jealousy was red.
Chapter completed!