Shen Mu woke up from a coma at noon. She opened her eyes and looked around in confusion at the unfamiliar surroundings. She tried to sit up, but her vision went black and she fell back down. The movement pulled at her shoulder wound and she instinctively let out a soft groan.
"Hiss--"
Someone's hand supported her back and slowly helped her sit up against the headboard. Shen Mu felt a soft cushion behind her back, which made her feel much more comfortable.
"Now you know it hurts? You're so brave to block a bullet!" Nan Ke's voice sounded in her ear. Shen Mu smiled weakly and barely opened her eyes.
"You still have the nerve to smile? You scared me to death. If I hadn't prepared this landing spot, you would've been dead!" Nan Ke's angry face made Shen Mu feel a headache.
"This is still being alive, isn't it?" Shen Mu said softly.
"What nonsense! What if there was no landing spot? Can you be reborn?" Nan Ke's tone was urgent.
