The quiet here was frightening; not a single sound could be heard.
Xu Chaomu couldn't even hear the breathing of others, she was very afraid, wanting to see something clearly, but all she saw was darkness.
"It's done," one of the men said in a deep voice.
"Good," a woman's voice responded.
"What are you doing?" Xu Chaomu struggled and shouted loudly.
But no one heard her voice; it was as if she was the only one present.
Just then, she felt a chill on her sleeve, and in an instant, a sharp pain.
A syringe-like object pierced her arm, and she could feel it all too well!
A few seconds later, the woman spoke again: "Done."
A cotton swab with alcohol pressed against her wound, and she felt a bit of pain.
Blood test? Was that a blood test just now? What are they testing for?
Xu Chaomu couldn't think of anything, so she gritted her teeth.
It was then that she heard the sound of a wheelchair rolling; this sound was particularly loud in the empty room.