"Huff..."
Inside the temporary hospital room.
Lian Yiqing was panting lightly, her eyes spinning back rapidly, returning to their normal appearance.
Opposite her, Song Zhaoyu appeared even more fatigued.
She completely collapsed on the couch, drenched in sweat.
There were strands of hair sticking to her forehead, her eyes tightly shut, and beads of sweat on her nose.
Her cherry lips trembled slightly, as if going through a nightmare.
Taking a deep breath, Lian Yiqing stood up and opened the door.
Waiting outside, Zhao Yunxiao quickly approached, asking, "How was it?"
Lian Yiqing nodded and replied, "There is no issue."
"This little girl has passed my soul test. It is indeed her, and I didn't find any signs of possession."
"That's great!"
"But..."
Lian Yiqing interrupted Zhao Yunxiao, "In the depths of this girl's soul, I detected some memory fragments that do not belong to her."
"They're few and chaotic, unable to affect her."