The atmosphere in the hospital room was heavy and oppressive. Feng Yuhuai sat by the bedside, anxiously recounting the various anomalies occurring at school to Feng Ju.
Her voice was low and trembling, and finally, with a hint of pleading, she said to Feng Ju, "Dad, could you find out if that corpse is really Yang Tuo?"
Feng Ju furrowed his brows and did not answer immediately.
Feng Yuhuai continued with lingering fear, "The corpse was terrifying. The whole body was shriveled beyond recognition, as if some monster had drained all its blood, no longer human-like."
Feng Ju's expression suddenly turned grave, and he asked, somewhat flustered, "What exactly is the situation with the corpse you're talking about?"
Feng Yuhuai replied numbly, "Dry and shriveled, the flesh was sunken, the cheeks withered, you couldn't tell what it originally looked like."
Her voice revealed deep fear, as if the horrifying scene was still vividly in front of her.
