"I'm sorry. If I hadn't been there, you could have gotten away on your own. I'm sorry..."
The girl beside him was choking out apologies.
In fact, she had said a great deal since he woke up.
But Jiang Si hadn't taken in a word. He surveyed his surroundings.
He seemed to be in some hospital. He reached out and felt the sheets. The texture was right, and so was the smell.
There was nothing wrong with the sounds, either. A nurse pushed a cart over, and the clinking and clattering of medicine bottles sounded utterly real and clear.
There was nothing wrong with anything.
That was the biggest problem.
When he tried to get up, Lu Ya immediately held him down.
"Don't-don't move around! Your injuries haven't healed yet!"
Wiping her tears, she pressed down on him in a panic, but she was afraid of hurting him and didn't dare use any force. In the end, Jiang Si still managed to sit up.
"What time is it now?"
His voice was very hoarse when he first spoke, and the dry pain in his throat felt utterly real.
His broken right leg still ached faintly. His internal organs felt as though they had been pulled out of place. The pain wasn't intense, but the sickening urge to vomit was.
Most importantly.
What a trash body. A body so trash that Jiang Si couldn't stand it.
"It's been half a year since you fell unconscious..."
He had lain in bed for half a year. No wonder.
Jiang Si immediately tried to stand, and Lu Ya called out to the nurse in a panic. "Nurse, he's trying to get out of bed!"
The nurse immediately came over and pressed down on Jiang Si, trying to push him back.
With a cold snort,