Being pressed down by such a tall person would not be a pleasant feeling. Asher felt a little stuffy, and after taking two breaths, he finally opened his eyes under the heavy pressure.
The simulated natural light in the room was at a relatively comfortable brightness, but it was still a little dazzling to Chus, who had been trapped in darkness for a long time. He squinted his eyes for a while before his vision gradually became clear.
He first saw the ceiling above his head, which was different from the metal on the White Wolf ship and was snow-white. Then he saw the wall opposite him, which was also snow-white, very considerate of the feelings of mysophobes. There were also several watercolors with clean and bright colors hanging on the wall, which were neither too dense nor too sparse, just right to make people feel relaxed and comfortable.
This layout style looked familiar, and it took him a while to realize that it seemed to be the style of the intensive care unit of the White Eagle Military Hospital.
In order to facilitate the constant monitoring of the rejection reaction of the replacement limbs, he stayed in the intensive care unit for a long time. Although many years have passed, the conditioned reflex still remains in his body. When he sees those watercolor paintings on the white walls, he seems to smell the mixture of disinfectant and nutrient solution again.
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