By the time I woke up, it was already two or three in the morning. After all those medical exams and a meal, it was nearly dawn.
I still wasn't feeling quite right.
My parents and sister had spent the past few days worrying about me and taking care of me. Now they were overwhelmed with both relief and joy, and were exhausted too.
I urged them to go home and planned to take a nap myself.
But after they left, I couldn't fall asleep no matter what I tried.
The accident was still weighing on my mind.
My sister had given me my phone. It was fully charged, and the hospital had Wi-Fi. I searched online for information about Minqing Hospital. The news was everywhere, much of it in the form of special reports. There were TV segments, newspaper articles, online media coverage, and plenty of discussion on social media.
All that information gave me another headache. I couldn't help putting my phone down and taking a few breaths.
I heard a knock at the door and casually said, "Come in." I thought it was a doctor making rounds, but the person who entered was the last person I expected.
Han Jiesheng had a cast on his arm. He opened the door, nodded to me in greeting, then turned and closed it behind him.
I suddenly remembered what had happened when the accident took place.
"I came to thank you, Mr. Lin. You saved my life." Han Jiesheng thanked me sincerely and bowed.
His voice sounded quite different from the recording in the files. His tone and manner of speaking had changed drastically.
That wasn't all that strange. After all, twenty years had passed.
I hurriedly tried to sit up in bed, but felt too weak.
Han Jiesheng straightened