Time flashed by, unknowing of how much had passed.
When Zheng Lan woke up again, he just felt extremely cold all over, and his eyelids were incredibly heavy.
He subconsciously tried to move his hands but found them seemingly bound by something; he couldn't move at all.
The moment he sensed something unusual about his body, Zheng Lan realized what was happening.
Hadn't he just gone to sleep? How had he woken up to find himself in this situation?
With this thought, Zheng Nan hurriedly opened his eyes to look around but found no one nearby—just a series of beds covered with white sheets.
This scene seemed familiar to Zheng Lan, but he couldn't quite remember where he had seen it before.
Just then, a cold breeze blew into Zheng Lan's neck, startling him into full awareness.
He finally remembered where he had seen this hauntingly familiar scene before—it was unmistakably a hospital morgue!