Chapter 1110: What dyed

She has been here for three days, that is to say, she has also been missing for three days.

Missing, huh, she wanted to laugh, but in the end she cried.

Missing, missing again, it’s impossible for her to talk about her life, to have something to do with the words missing, time and time again, leaving home, leaving loved ones, and then being so careful, want to live, also want to want to go out.

She was biting the bun in her hand which was almost made of paper, which was hardly a bun, but a stone. She sometimes thought she was eating stone by herself, almost all of her bite off her The tooth bite hurt her tooth root, and even bite out of blood.

However, she still has to eat.

Because she wants to live.

Don't die.

She swallowed a bite of the bun hard, then groped carefully to the side, and also touched a bucket.

She reached out her hand and held up a handful of water, and when it was her hand, the water was cold, almost all of her fingers were frozen and rotten, she took some water and put it on her lips, then Drink it bit by bit.

These people may be afraid of her death and will give her something to eat. Although they are like stones, they just throw one at a day, but there is only one bucket of water, no matter what water it is, take a bath Either water or washing clothes.

Her life is very hard, and she will not lose her unclearly, nor will she lose her life just because of some unclean water.

She sat back to the corner of the wall again, holding her legs. Nowhere is her mind quiet. Although she is still here, her mind is always turning, she thought about how to get out, But she couldn't go out at all, and didn't know whether it was because she was too hungry, or said that these people put something in the food she ate.

Her body is almost without any strength, even if she doesn’t even have the strength to raise her hand. She gritted her teeth and bit out blood from her mouth, but in the end she swallowed all the blood together. .

She will survive, she will definitely survive.

The outside door opened with a squeak, and she opened her eyes, and a bright light began to appear in front of her. These bright lights also caused her to have never seen the bright eyes.

She instinctively held her head, her eyes hurt, and her eyes were crying.

Suddenly, she felt as if someone had pulled her weak wrist. She opened her eyes wide and saw a man in a white coat with a needle in her hand.

Is this drawing her blood?

And her body instinctively began to shrink with her. It seemed to be the kind of fear that almost all the blood was about to be drained. She should not be drawn, she should not draw blood, she should not draw her blood, no, no .

She opened her mouth wide and wanted to scream, but she couldn't scream, only the sound in the voice like a rolling throat.

The needle tube had penetrated into her arm, and her eyes widened in despair, and she could only see the window outside, still falling snowflakes, large, clean white.

And it seems that she is trapped in a psychedelic realm, which she has never experienced, just like being a fairy, her feet start to leave the ground, and her shoulders are also growing wings She started to fly, seeming to fly above the clouds, the kind of soft cotton is the same thing.

Ma Ma, she saw a little angel flying towards her, and then flew in front of her.

Long hair, big and bright eyes, a beautiful little nose, and a ruddy little mouth.

"Mom, let's fly together."

The little angel grabbed her hand, and then took her to fly, she saw the best picture she had never seen in her life, and in such a cold and cold basement, she laughed, that laugh With a trace of untrue, but also with an unspeakable dream.

When she opened her eyes again, what she saw was not the sky, nor the white clouds, nor the beautiful flowers. Of course, no one was a little angel, or such a cold place, the humidity around was almost all You can twist out the water.

It was still the window without glass, or the snow falling down again and again, and her face suddenly became cold, as if it had just fallen on her face.

She touched her face, cold and cold.

This is true.

She put her hand on her arm and touched it gently, as if it had a special feeling, it seemed a bit sour and a bit uncomfortable, but she saw the scenery that she had never seen in her entire life.

And her little search.

She clasped her legs again, almost always burying her face on her knees, the cold wind blowing from time to time on her body, the humid air, also because the snow is not floating from the window outside, and It is the poisonous smell that appears here because of moisture.

A rotten bun rolled over from the ground again.

Huang Mao stretched out her hand and grabbed her hair, and at this time, her face was no longer flesh, and when she arrived at Chenjiacun, the dry and moisture-free look, especially at this time, in her eyes, There is not even a little expression, so it is more ugly and ugly, especially the body also has an unpleasant smell.

After all, I didn't take a bath for a few days. I always stayed here, eating, drinking, and sleeping. They were all here. She was dirty, disgusting, and ugly than a beggar.

"You are really sick, such a good thing for you."

Huang Mao let go of her hand and wiped her hand on the woman's body.

It's really dirty and disgusting.

Huang Mao went out, and after a while, the door was opened again.

Yan Huan raised his face, a pair of godless eyes, seemed to have some expectations.

Until the doctor in the white coat walked in again, just like last time, she pulled her arm and injected the contents of the needle into her arm.

At this time, she didn't even know that there were a lot of stitches on her arm.

"When can I get it?"

She heard the voices of those people talking, but she looked like a dead man, only her eyes widened, and then breathed the unpleasant breath here.

"It's just a few more times." Another strange voice, "The purity of the injection we gave her is very high. Even if we want to quit later, we can't quit, but your client is really ruthless, of course, it is rich, This thing can be done with money, Brother Hua, this ticket must have made a lot of money?" The white coat asked the man in front of him who was always somewhat decadent.