I woke up again, and this time the stinging sensation in my eyes and lips had subsided. The pain was still present, but it was less intense than before.
Eager to be up and moving, I attempted to open my eyes immediately upon regaining consciousness.
I peeked at first, cautiously surveying the empty room, and then fully opened my eyes.
The room remained still, just as it had been before. However, there was one notable change—the intravenous drip had been replaced by a bowl emitting a fragrant incense-like aroma.
Although intrigued by the pleasant scent, I refrained from inspecting it too closely, assuming it must have contributed to my improved health.
Curiosity compelled me to turn my neck in the opposite direction, gazing toward the left side of the room.
Surprisingly, the pain was less pronounced, encouraging me to turn fully and examine the previously unobserved area.
