The room was quiet, Cheng Rui Chang sat there, looking up at the water in the hanging bottle, and suddenly there was a trace of trance. It was like going back to the old days. He was sitting in a room filled with sterilized water, a quiet afternoon, the sunlight coming in through the window, shining on half of the bed, and also on the person slumbering on the bed. She was thin and had veins protruding from the backs of her hands, so it was easy to stick needles in her, and there was a ...