Li Tai City.
Central Hospital.
Special Care Ward.
Inside the ward.
Sheng Chunrou's face was pale, her eye sockets deeply sunken, as she continued to stare blankly ahead with her hollow eyes.
"Embrace the dawn... hehe, embrace the dawn... dawn, ah."
"Embrace the dawn."
For three whole days, those were the only words that came out of Sheng Chunrou's mouth.
Or to be precise, those were the only words she knew how to say at the moment.
In the dead of night, a living person repeating such lines in a ward would undoubtedly send shivers down anyone's spine.
But listen long enough, and it seems you might get used to it.
Zhu Tianzong stood in the corner like an unsheathed sword, full of imposing presence, unmoving and as majestic as a mountain.
"Yo! Morning!"
Bang.
Li Erpang pushed the door open with a force, his face beaming with a smile.
"Oh, Swordsman bro, you're still here!"
