C1082 Hug

It was an unfamiliar room, but from the surroundings he quickly determined he was in the hospital.

He lay on the bed, a thin blanket over him, a bottle in his left hand. The bag of clear liquid had the name of some kind of electrolyte stuck to it, and his body was no longer boiling hot or weak.

Without much of a surprise, Qiao Zhe thought back to the scene he saw before he fainted