Lin Yin was a senior and excellent surgeon. Before losing consciousness, he vaguely remembered that he was operating on a patient. As a result, a sudden and violent tremor shook the ground, the ceiling collapsed, and he completely lost consciousness.,His wife, Qin Yutong, since being sent to the sect by her people, they had met no more than a handful of times. Not to mention any conjugal bliss or wedding nights, they were a couple in name only.,At this moment, Mengwu found himself powerless, slumped on the ground, staring blankly at the shattered potion beneath his feet. Before him stood a gorgeously dressed attendant, but her face was as sharp and cold as it could be.。