As soon as Ming Mei spoke, Beitang Chuxin trembled all over in fright, dropping the syringe in her hand to the ground, creating a faint sound. Quivering, she said, "You... you're awake... Don't blame me, don't blame me... It was her who made me do this, it was all her fault, I just want to, I just want to get better... I don't want to live like neither human nor ghost anymore, I just want to be healed..."
Beitang Chuxin's voice was shaking uncontrollably, filled with deep-seated fear and anxiety, gone was her previous willful and flamboyant demeanor.
Ming Mei said, "You... what exactly... are you going to... do?"
It was too cold here, breathing out would produce a puff of white air.
She felt as if her hands and feet were about to freeze off, numb and void of sensation,
Ming Mei did not know where she was, but she was very uneasy at heart. She was scared, afraid Kang Chen wouldn't find her, afraid she wouldn't be so lucky this time.
