Mu Qianmei had a splitting headache in the hospital bed in the middle of the night.
She had never experienced such pain, sometimes stinging like being needled, sometimes itching like the bite of thousands of ants, and sometimes like an inflated balloon about to explode. It was a feeling that life was worse than death.
Mu Qianmei's body was already very weak after not eating for a few days, but at that moment, she was rolling with her head in pain and sweating.
In addition to the pain, her brain was in chaos.
It seemed to be caught in endless darkness, and she didn't know where she was; where she was coming from; and where she was going.
Suddenly, she seemed to be sucked in by a big black hole, which was a big whirlpool, as if she had been twisted up!
"Who am I?"
"Where am I?"
"Why
