She was trapped in the elevator for more than an hour, and her body had long since turned cold. The temperature of his palm was very high, it could be felt on her body even through her clothes. The icy coldness in her stomach was suddenly soothed by the warmth, feeling somewhat better and somehow worse. Chi Enen spoke honestly without being pretentious, "It still hurts."
She couldn't see Li Beijue's eyes at the moment, which seemed murderous, with a violent fury lurking within the crimson eyes. He gently helped her rub it and then calmly asked, "Besides your stomach, is there anywhere else uncomfortable?"
"Headache, and... no strength."
She also didn't know why her head hurt so much. As the time trapped in the elevator added up, her nerves felt like they were being tugged with pain. At one point, the pain almost made her faint.
Li Beijue's thin lips pressed into a straight line. The brightness of the searchlight above his head was high, clearly illuminating the elevator walls.
