Zhan Yeling, who opened his eyes, was not yet fully conscious. He looked at the ceiling above his head in a daze, recalling the nightmare just now.

In the dream, he was not rescued by Shi Miao, but the other party's people discovered the whole plan and caught him back in time.

Zhan Yeling's escape behavior obviously offended the other party, and as punishment, he was imprisoned in a nearby ward of Chengjiuyuan Hospital.

In order to deceive the public, the ward was chosen on the top floor of the hospital. The corridor was full of the smell of disinfectant, and the silence was terrifying.

But besides Zhan Yeling, there are two tall men here, obviously sent to monitor Zhan Yeling.

In the dream, Zhan Yeling only felt that his hands and feet were bound, and he had no strength in his body, let alone resisting them.

So he was thrown into one of the wards, and after entering, Zhan Yeling found that the ward was completely sealed, not to mention the windows, there was not even a single vent, and the lack of air circulation made the room very oppressive.

In such an environment, Zhan Yeling gradually felt that he was a little out of breath, so he quickly took a deep breath.

However, the two men who followed in didn't seem to feel this way, they just looked indifferently at Zhan Yeling who was panting hard.

After this painful situation lasted for a while, one of the men walked out suddenly, while the other was still looking at him.

After a while, the man who went out came in again with a needle in his hand, and he gave his companion a look.

The companion who received the signal immediately walked to Zhan Yeling's side, and subdued him to the ground with a force, regardless of Zhan Yeling's struggle.

At this time, the man holding the needle came over, and stuck the needle into Zhan Yeling's arm expressionlessly, and the transparent potion slowly entered Zhan Yeling's body along with the thrust of his fingers.

"What did you inject me with?!" Zhan Yeling, who was completely weak, frowned and asked sharply, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

The man didn't answer Zhan Yeling's question, he just pulled out the used needle and threw it aside, then said: "Poison."

After finishing speaking, the two left the ward at the same time, leaving only Zhan Yeling who was injected with an unknown drug rolling and struggling on the ground.

The effect of the poison gradually came into play, and Zhan Yeling felt that there was a fire burning in his body at one moment, and the pain of needle pricks at another.

This feeling of crossing made him feel miserable, and the darkness in the closed ward added a sense of suffocation.

Tormented by this feeling, Zhan Yeling felt powerless for the first time, thinking that he was probably going to die here.

At the end of his life, Zhan Yeling couldn't help but see Shi Miao and the children in his mind.

They stood in the dark, looking at him with gentle smiles on their faces, as if calling to him.

However, no matter how hard Zhan Yeling tried, he couldn't get to them, he was so anxious that a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The feeling of not being able to touch the one he loves made Zhan Yeling anxious, struggling constantly, and finally opened his eyes suddenly.

Looking at the familiar ceiling in front of him, Zhan Yeling's consciousness gradually returned, and he remembered Shi Miao's time with him last night.

After fully waking up, Zhan Yeling sat up from the bed, couldn't help but reach out and hit his painful head.

He felt the pajamas sticking to his body due to sweat, and felt uncomfortable, so he got out of bed and took a shower.