Qin Yu was in a daze. And she felt as if she was floating in a clear, viscous liquid. There was nothing around her that she could grab onto. She felt terrified and desperate.
"Xiao Yu... Xiao Yu..." a low voice called out beside her ear, but it seemed to be very far away. Qin Yu thought the voice sounded familiar. It made her feel a trace of warmth and hope. She wanted to grab onto this voice.., she wanted to give a response, but she couldn't move her body.
"How is Xiao Yu?" Xu Da stood beside the bed anxiously. Seeing Qin Yu's pale face and pale lips, he was extremely nervous and worried. Even his tone was trembling.
Ning Chen looked at Qin Yu with a fixated gaze. His eyes seemed to have lost focus. His mind wandered around, and half of his handsome and flawless side face had an ice sculpture-like coldness.
It was not until Xu Da asked again that Ning Chen returned to his senses. He answered, speaking in an empty tone, "It's a neurotoxin."
