"Hiss..."
"It hurts so much. My whole body feels like it's falling apart. It's killing me..."
The pale - faced young man suddenly opened his eyes wide. He did a sit - up to straighten up, but in less than half a second, he plopped right back down.
"What the hell? Why does my body hurt so much?" Lin En grimaced, with a disgruntled look on his face, and complained, "Don't tell me I got beaten up in a sack?"
"Wake up! Wake up! The young master has woken up!" An excited voice rang out beside him.
With great difficulty, Lynn turned his head to look. He saw a blonde girl with thick braids, dressed as a maid, looking at him excitedly.
Before he could react, the girl rushed out of the room. Soon, she brought back a large group of people who surrounded Lynn, who was lying on the bed.
"Son, you've finally woken up! Dad thought you'd never wake up again. Wuwuwu..." A middle - aged man, with tears streaming down his face, held Lynn's hand.
"???" Sitting on the bed, Lynn looked blankly at the handsome middle - aged man in front of him, who had distinct Western features, and then glanced at the crowd dressed in a style reminiscent of Western medieval times. "Where the hell have I been taken? Is this still China?"
"Your Grace, please control yourself. Young Master Lynn has just regained consciousness and can't endure intense external stimuli." A man in a white coat, who seemed to be a doctor, said. "Could you and the others please step out first and let me examine the young master's body?"
"Yes, yes, yes. Please examine him quickly. I'll go out right away, right away." The handsome middle - aged man nodded repeatedly. Without even wiping his tears, he rushed out of the room in a hurry, and the others quickly followed suit.