Yuan Wei felt that he had slept soundly. He still reminisced the beautiful moments of his dreams when he woke up. It had been some time since he last slept so soundly.
"Yuan Wei, Yuan Wei…" He Jinxiu called her husband while she pinched his other hand, which was in a good condition.
Yuan Wei slowly opened up his eyes and immediately saw a white ceiling. Suddenly, he recalled everything, just like how a phone received a stream of new messages when it was reconnected to the internet.
"I…" Yuan Wei could not help but raise his hand, but his hand was fixed. He then wanted to sit up in bed, but he was being held down by He Jinxiu.
"Take it easy, okay? Do you feel terrible?" He Jinxiu felt that she had never been so gentle in her life.