C295 Familiar yet Unfamiliar People

The pain crept across his hand, intensifying until it surpassed the agony of needle pricks.

Qu Ningyuan's consciousness was hazy, and he couldn't help but wonder if someone was sticking needles into his hand again. What else could explain the excruciating pain?

But he couldn't wake up. His pale face was a silent testament to his suffering, yet it went unnoticed by those around him