Sonia had a very long dream.
She dreamed of all the people she had met in her life, from the beginning, her parents and brother, the prisoners when she was in prison for five years, Victor, Matthew, Quincy, all the people in the studio, and finally stopped with a face.
His face with delicate facial features was cold with a pair of eyes as dark as night.
Sonia wanted to wake up, but she couldn't control her brain. Her brain seemed to have stopped listening to her orders. She made an instruction to wake up, but her brain still fell asleep.
She can't open her eyes.
She can't move her hands.
She felt that she was like a gork. Her senses had recovered. And even occasionally, she could hear the voice outside.
But she couldn't open her eyes, she couldn't see anything. She repeated nightmares over and over again, and fell from the abyss again and again.
"How can we solve her situation like this?"
A week later, Dixon stood in Lenard's office, his face was anxious, but he was still glamorous. His eyes were extremely hot. "She has been in a coma for a week."
"Now, her body is gradually recovering." Lenard gave a cigarette to Dixon. He is a doctor, so he doesn't smoke at ordinary times. He smokes when he really encounters pressure and can't relieve it. It can be seen that he is not in a good mood now.
"But her brain is still in a coma." Lenard smoked a cigarette, spit out the smoke, and then turned to look at Dixon. "Dixon, to tell you the truth, you are ruthless."
His action is more serious than being ruthless.
As Dixon's friend, Lenard is polite.
Dixon did not speak, he was silent for a long time. He lit a cigarette, but did not smoke. The cigarette burnt at his fingertips, it was burning, as if burning his life.
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