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.,At that moment, a sound of something falling to the ground echoed. Standing at the doorway was a young man, about fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed in tattered hemp cloth, gazing at him with surprise.,With a sound, the dream's face was marked with a crimson palm print.。