Chapter 133: White Bed

I couldn't hear anything. I couldn't smell anything. It felt like days or even months before I felt that I was alive again.

I couldn't now discern the sound of some sort of device around me—the sound of a heartbeat, they were most likely medical devices. 

I could feel something plugged into my arm and something was flowing through my bloodstream.

Then I lost consciousness again.

The next time I woke up, I opened my eyes and at first, all I could see was a penetrating, sharp, bright light.

The harsh glare of the light almost blinded me.

But after a few minutes, my eyes got used to it and slowly, shapes began to form in the light.

I could now make out the ceiling.

To be exact, I saw white.

I thought it might have been the ceiling of a white room.

As I shifted my gaze downward, I noticed the IV tubes connected to both my left and right hands, delivering a steady drip of some sort of greenish liquid.