When Fu Yuanzhou opened his eyes, his first feeling was that he had escaped death twice but fell into the hands of the same person. He was getting better and better.
The feeling of exhaustion of internal energy was uncomfortable. He slowly waited for his paralyzed body to gradually regain consciousness. After the recovery, there was sharp pain. His ribs, back, lungs, left hand...nowhere. Falling down makes people want to faint again - but since you can feel the pain, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?
Because although there was an injury on his back, the injury on his ribs was more serious, so he slept on his back, but there was a thick and soft goose feather cushion underneath, which would not crack the wound.
Although his body was screaming in pain, Fu Yuanzhou didn't show much color on his face. He just squinted at the warm red afterglow coming through the half-open window, thinking that it should be the sunset, and he didn't know that he was Not that I slept for a long time.
The entire inner hall was deserted, with only the smell of medicine floating around.
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