Rocking.
Jolting.
Qing Chen felt like he was drifting in the ocean, like a rootless duckweed, not knowing where he would float to next.
He gradually woke from his coma, but he didn't open his eyes.
It wasn't because he was worried about being tortured after waking up, nor was it because he didn't want to face reality.
The main reason was that someone was carrying him on a stretcher, and that feeling wasn't too bad…
At that moment, the person responsible for carrying the stretcher whispered, "Why hasn't he woken up yet? Didn't his brain get fried during the third possession?"
"Hard to say. Zhao Jie died on the spot, and the machine is broken, so it's uncertain what his condition is now… But it might be a blessing in disguise. If the machine hadn't broken down, that person might have asked us to continue attempting possession. You saw, no one who tried to possess this kid ended well."
At this time, only three Jindai Killers were left near Qing Chen.
