They said:
"You're awake?"
"I must still be dreaming..."
Chen Qi, weakened, closed his eyes again until a soft object gently pressed against his chest.
Another wail came:
"Waaaah (Master! Don't die on me! How can I live without you!)"
Chen Qi, having no choice, opened his bleary eyes again to a gentle but slightly glaring light, reminiscent of the tender dawn.
He found himself on a surgery bed, surrounded by impeccably white walls and ceiling.
And the six figures around him were five White Tower Hunters and his novice mentor, Ann.
And, the Water Elf No.1 and No.3, who were wailing messily.
"It hurts—"
Chen Qi said.
"Don't move the patient..." Ann reached out and picked up Water Elf No.1 and No.3.
Then, Ann placed her hands gently on Chen Qi's chest and used the Healing Skill:
"Don't move, take a deep breath, stay calm, relax, I won't hurt you—"
Ann's tone trembled slightly, a stark contrast to her normally unruffled demeanor.
