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Yang Yi woke up, and the first thing he saw was a white ceiling.
Subconsciously taking a deep breath, Yang Yi did this to confirm he was still alive, and then he was stimulated by a sharp pain in his chest, which made him truly feel that he indeed was still alive.
Yang Yi slowly turned his head and saw Xiao Ran sitting on another hospital bed.
Xiao Ran was sitting on the adjacent bed, wearing a pair of Martin boots, followed by black stockings, and moving upward... Yang Yi didn't pay attention to the rest.
Don't think wrongly, because Yang Yi noticed that Xiao Ran was fiddling with his knife in her hands.
"Awake?"
Xiao Ran had been looking down at the knife in her hands, but when Yang Yi stared at her, she seemed to sense his gaze and immediately looked up, then her eyes met Yang Yi's.
Yang Yi had a lot to say, but now he didn't know what he should say.
