This little difficulty couldn't stop her.
Her tongue could no longer taste anything. However, she remained unfazed as she consumed a bowl of porridge and an egg, suppressing the urge to vomit.
"Is it uncomfortable?" Jing XiYuaan, sitting opposite her, noticed Qiann Yan looking worse and quickly handed her some water.
Qiann Yan drank a bit of water and felt somewhat better.
"It's okay."
Xuaan Yuee had been observing Qiann Yan and suddenly remarked, "Maybe you won't live that long, you're the lucky one."
Neither Jing XiYuaan nor Lu Shanyang liked hearing this, but they didn't argue.
They had just arrived and didn't want to provoke an old player like Xuaan Yuee for the time being.
Fang Qing agreed with Xuaan Yuee's words; Ling Qianyan was already going to die, so she was naturally lucky. The miserable ones were those like them who didn't have a terminal illness but were forced to participate in the death game.
