Jin Rui's consciousness swam up from the depths of slumber. The transition from darkness to light was gentle, like emerging from the depths of a tranquil dream. Slowly, her eyes fluttered open, and she found herself in a quiet and well-lit room. The sterile scent of the infirmary greeted her senses, a familiar backdrop that whispered of battles past. She attempted to sit up, but a surge of pain reminded her of the wounds she had sustained.
"Take it easy," a gentle voice said from her side. Jin Rui turned her head to see Lianhua sitting in a chair, a warm smile on her lips. "You've been through quite the ordeal."
Jin Rui managed a weak smile. "So I gathered. How long have I been out?"
Lianhua's expression softened with concern. "A day and a half. Your injuries were severe, but the healers have been working tirelessly to mend you."
