“Oh shit! Ahhhhh!!!”
Pan Han suddenly felt a sharp pain in his brain and couldn't help but scream.
It felt like ten thousand steel needles were piercing his cerebral cortex.
That’s right, a full ten thousand!
Pan Han could clearly sense that there were ten thousand steel needles. Not one more, not one less!
"Ah! It hurts so much!" He could no longer stand and rolled on the ground in pain.
"Hehehe! Interesting, interesting!" The humanoid light ball didn't care about Pan Han's life or death, and laughed to itself.
“Interesting!”
“Interesting!”
…
After an unknown amount of time, Pan Han slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was a blurry face.
Yan Xiaoli's voice came to my ears: "Pan Han, Pan Han!"
This was followed by a period of vigorous shaking, and Pan Han's eyes gradually became clearer as his body shook.
"Xiaoli!" Pan Han barely managed to utter two words.
"Are you okay?" Yan Xiaoli asked anxiously.
Pan Han hadn't recovered yet. He moved his body and wanted to reach out to touch Yan Xiaoli, but found that his arm was somewhat out of control.
Yan Xiaoli saw that he wanted to move, so she quickly rubbed his arms and palms.
It took about seven or eight minutes before Pan Han could move normally again.
"How long have I slept?" Pan Han asked.
"About three hours."
"It took so long. It felt like only 2 minutes."
"I saw you fell asleep, so I went to do my own thing. Then I heard you screaming and crying in pain, so I hurried in. What did you dream about?" Yan Xiaoli thought Pan Han was having a nightmare.
"Hmm. This..." Pan Han thought back and could remember every detail. However, he decided not to talk about it. Because this dream was too real, too real.
"I'm so anxious. What did you dream about?" The more Pan Han hesitated, the more anxious Yan Xiaoli became.
"I dreamed that Chen Yun, Li Long, and a group of people came to surround me and beat me up." Pan Han made up a lie.
"Oh my god, that's it! I was scared to death." Yan Xiaoli laughed angrily when she heard it and patted his arm.
"I'm sorry for making you worry." Pan Han pretended to be embarrassed.
"It's okay. You may be tired, so take a rest." Yan Xiaoli picked up an apple on the bedside and handed it to him.
"OK, thanks!"
“Hehehe!”
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