"Of course, it's the hospital, where else could it be? Wow, you speak quite energetically, you're not going to die." Dai Pu'an stood there, looking down at Jing Xuan with an air of superiority.
"Who are you?" Jing Xuan had never seen this man before.
"The person who saved you, the one who's going to perform surgery and bring you back to life."
"Thank you," Jing Xuan said gravely.
"Feel around, what's uncomfortable?" Dai Pu'an bent over, looking closely into Jing Xuan's eyes.
Because his head had been operated on, his skull cut open, now his head was wrapped in layer upon layer of gauze.
"Dizzy, pain all over," Jing Xuan said.
Dai Pu'an said he spoke energetically, but actually, this was his weakest moment.
He felt he couldn't muster any strength throughout his body, everything hurt, as if he had been run over by a wheel.
"What does 1 plus 1 equal?" Dai Pu'an asked.
If Jing Xuan hadn't been weak at that moment, he would have thrown a punch already.
