Mr. Sheng's safety is paramount.
The surgery is imminent, and he absolutely cannot have any incidents.
......
Gradually waking up, Sheng Lingyun feels pain all over his internal organs.
Struggling to lift his heavy eyelids, his vision is blurry, and blood scabs are still clinging to his eyelashes.
He blinks his eyes, finally seeing everything before him clearly.
This dark, dilapidated place is cramped, narrow, gloomy, and damp.
In the corners, cockroaches scurry everywhere, occasionally joined by daring rats that scuttle out.
Sheng Lingyun lies on the cold ground, closes his eyes, and breathes heavily, attempting to muster strength to get up from the floor.
He tries but finds his whole body weak and powerless. It's hard enough to lift his arms, let alone get up.
"Hoo..." Letting out a long breath of foul air, Sheng Lingyun wants to know where he is right now.
And who brought him here tied up?
Where is Xia Shushu, where is she?
Is she okay?
