Zhou Liying felt as if she was laying on a cloud. She felt as if her body was flying. She felt weightless, but at the same time, she felt as if her body was breaking apart. She was feeling weird pain.
She felt she was a statue. Her limbs were not moving. No part of her body was moving. She tried to move her hands, but in vain, move her limbs and again in vain. She felt as if she had come to a different world.
One second she was feeling cold and at another, she was feeling warm. She did not know what was happening to her.
The only good thing about her subconsciousness was the presence of a man who was placing wet wipes on her forehead from time to time, or who was feeding her medicine or liquid food. His warmth was also soothing to her and she liked it.
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