President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

During the experiment, Miao Wanwan couldn't hold on several times and collapsed in pain, but when she thought that if she gave up, she would die, so she dared not give up.

But this kind of pain really can't be described in words.

She wished she could tear her body apart with her own hands.

"Feng Yin... Feng Yin... When I get through this test, I will definitely not let you go! Just wait... Hahahaha..."

Shouting, Miao Wanwan actually laughed out loud, the laughter was like the roar of a ghost, ferocious and ear-piercing.

Before turning around, the white man repeated silently: Feng Yin...

This name is so familiar, I seem to have heard it a few years ago... It is related to the Chen family...

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The days in the mental hospital seem boring, but with Feng Yin's company, time flies by for Leng Yan.

Feng Yin slept with him last night, but the vip room has two beds, each of them has a bed, this feeling seems to be back in the night palace.

Even closer than then.

There was still a wall between them in the Night Palace, and here there is only one corridor.

In the early hours of the morning, Leng Yan thought that Feng Yin had fallen asleep, so she got up and walked quietly to her bed, and lay down beside her very lightly.

Because Feng Yin slept in the middle of the bed, in order not to wake her up, Leng Yan could only lie sideways on the side of the bed, and would fall to the ground if she turned over a little.

He kept this posture all night.Although it was hard work, it was the feeling he needed.

At dawn, he estimated that Feng Yin was about to wake up, so he quietly got up and ran to his bed to continue sleeping.

Without her warmth, the remaining time will be long and difficult.

In the morning, Feng Yin woke up first, saw that Leng Yan was still sleeping, so she didn't wake him up, and went downstairs after washing up to familiarize herself with the environment.

The hospital was a bit big, she didn't let Xiao Qi follow her, she lost her way after walking for a while, and somehow came to the most remote courtyard.

The yard was cleaned cleanly, but the doors and windows were all filled with railings, and the gaps in the railings were so small that a child's arms could stick out.

Feng Yin looked curiously, and suddenly stretched out a hand from the railing beside him.

"Girl, why haven't you left yet? Are you here to save me? Hey! You're so stupid! I don't care about my own life to save you when you're in danger, just to let you escape here as soon as possible! Why are you back again?"

Although it was only one hand, as soon as the owner of this hand opened his mouth, Feng Yin knew who he was in a second.

It was the bipolar disorder who ran to Lengyan's room to pee.

The manic-depressive person is hidden in the darkness. Looking in through the cracks in the window, the inside is clean and tidy. He doesn't look like he has been abused, and the clothes on his body are also clean, but he is still immersed in the in their own world.

"Thank you, I... I'll go now."

Feng Yin felt that he couldn't explain the truth to him. He wasn't bad, but he had mental problems.

"Yes! Let's go! You are still young, Huaguo's hope lies in you young people! gogogo!"

Bipolar disorder clenched his fists towards her as he spoke, as if cheering her on.

Feng Yin really couldn't laugh or cry.

I thought about how passionate and high-spirited it should be when I was young with bipolar disorder.

Saying goodbye to depression, she took a long detour before returning to the yard where she took a walk last night.

Just as he was about to go back, something suddenly fell behind him.

Feng Yin subconsciously turned around and took a closer look, it turned out to be a man's shoe.

Feng Yin looked up in the direction where the shoes fell, and suddenly felt that the situation was not good.