Once the dizziness from soul travel wore off, the first thing He Yuan's brain registered was the pain from his lower leg. A quick look around showed that he was in a high tech hospital room, on a bed and hooked up on several machines.
One of his legs was suspended in the air, empty from the knee down and wrapped in bandage. He Yuan sighed in mild disappointment. It appeared he'd transferred over when Yang Xue had already been amputated.
888 materialized then and took a quick look around. He automatically assumed He Yuan was disheartened about this task due to being partially disabled so he consoled, "There are still other ways to complete the task."
He Yuan simply turned to his system and shook his head. "That's not what I'm bothered about. I was hoping to transfer at the time when Yang Xue was newly taken into the Ding family.