Chapter 372
If the first two days of captivity had been mental torture, what followed was mental and physical torment combined. It made me wish I were dead.
The knife wound in my thigh received neither antibiotics nor painkillers. The agony had already left my mind hazy.
Several times, I wanted to beg for mercy and ask them to finish me, but my last sliver of reason told me it would be useless.
They had attached a nutritional IV precisely because they did not want me to die.
Since they would not let me die, begging would only give them something to laugh at.
All I could do was endure it and moan continuously on the wooden table.
They had bound all four of my limbs. I could not even move.
Eventually, I no longer had the strength to moan.
The next day, the supplies Qingyuan had mentioned arrived.