After Han Xiang stitched up the wounds on He Yang's body, he stretched his waist and relaxed a little.

The white child also fell asleep in the corner of the experimental secret room at this time, only Zhao Shuijiang was sitting on the cold floor with his hands and legs tied, and he was in a low mood and muttered quietly.

"That notebook was given to you by Ai Jie, right?"

Han Xiang took off the gloves used for surgery and threw them into the trash can on the side. He didn't look at Zhao Shuijiang and asked directly.

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