Drip.
A droplet of water gently hit the sink below, making a slight sound.
This is a laboratory.
However, this is not a chemistry lab. Looking at the objects here, it's more like a biological laboratory because there are many jars and bottles around, and inside them are many biological specimens, including some deformed child specimens, which are quite eerie to look at.
The laboratory isn't very brightly lit. It's not that the lights are broken, but only the central shadowless lamp is turned on.
Under the shadowless lamp lies a person, whose hands and feet are bound with gray straps, lying in a starfish position on a table that resembles an operating table.
Ye Yinyin was somehow wearing a white gown, her hair covered by a blue sterilized cap, and a mask on her face.
Song Yun lay peacefully on the operating table, like a patient under anesthesia, awaiting surgery, or a corpse ready for dissection.
