Yang Dao laid asleep in the hospital bed. His consciousness was calm and undisturbed like a silent sea. He slept for twelve hours before he woke up. Slowly he opened his eyes and was about to raise his hand to rub them when he felt a slight tinge of pain coming from his chest. He needed to go to the washroom.
A soft voice sounded from the side, "What is it, Dao?"
Yang Dao turned his head slightly and saw Feng Yun sitting crossed leg on the couch. He said, "Good morning, can you help me to the washroom. I need to relieve myself."
Feng Yun nodded and stood up from the couch. She slipped her jade feet into a pair of 'use and throw' slippers before she walked up to the boy. She gently placed a hand behind his head and said, "Try not to move by yourself. Okay? Let your body lose until you sit up properly."
