Seeing the emaciated patient before him, Yang Jian was reminded of the first time he had met Zhou Zheng.
It was the same look.
But Zhou Zheng had suffered for much longer, the pain had become etched into his very bones, and what was left was a numbness from being tormented too long.
"Compared to others, he can be considered lucky," Yang Jian said, looking at the patient.
Although it was an experiment, this person could be freed from the torment of the Ghost Infant and return to normal.
At this time, Wang Xiaoming and the other staff members silently left the operating room and entered the observation room next door.
Through the glass, they could see everything happening here.
Was it to retreat in time if there was any danger?
"Hmm? Why are you standing so far away?" Yang Jian asked.
