Harrison Lucas was bewildered to discover that what he was lying on was a soft, pure cotton... bed sheet? With a scent resembling disinfectant.
Hadn't she and the young master fallen off a cliff? How could she be sleeping on a hospital bed with the smell of disinfectant!?
The texture of the bed beneath Harrison Lucas felt strange, and she wanted to open her eyes to look around, but she found she didn't even have the strength to blink.
Harrison Lucas also wanted to prop up her arms, but sadly, she couldn't even move a finger.
No matter how many times she tried, she couldn't succeed, and ultimately, Harrison Lucas had to give up struggling.
She just lay there on the bed that seemed to be from a hospital, unable to open her eyes or hear any conversation around her, and even the burning pain in her left shoulder had entirely disappeared, like she had never been injured.
