Chapter 289 What Are You Crazy About?

When Cynthia White woke up again, she found herself in a warm place. The wet clothes that had been clinging to her were gone, and she could still hear the sound of rain in her ears. However, the scent in the air was no longer the smell of mud and the dampness of the cave, but a familiar smell of disinfectant. Cynthia White blinked her eyes, but the bright light made it difficult for her to open them. After a few seconds of adjustment, she slowly opened her eyes. The familiar incandescent light, the familiar whiteness, and the dazzling decorations and furnishings made Cynthia White's eyes slightly red.