The eye is a snow-white ceiling, with a shallow smell of disinfectant in the air.
Chloe opened her eyes slightly, feeling soreness in her hands and feet. She held her hands and struggled to sit up.
When Yu Xinlu heard the noise, he hurriedly leaned over with an anxious expression: “Chloe, you wake up, do you feel okay?”
“I’m fine.” Chloe lowered his eyes and said weakly, “Maybe I’m too tired.”
She looked around and found that she was pulling a snow-white curtain next to her, which should be in the infirmary.
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