When Mo Wuji opened his eyes, he saw a bleached yellow ceiling on top of him. He suddenly sat up and waves of pain struck his mind like needles.
"Hu…" Mo Wuji released a long breath. As he gradually calmed himself down, the pain in his mind also began to subside.
What is this place? Where am I?
Mo Wuji knitted his brows. Just as he thought about what happened back at Thousand Talismans Mountain, his mind felt that unendurable pain once more. Mo Wuji could only force himself to not recall anything as he tried to assess his current situation.
He was in a relatively big room. Besides the bleached ceilings, the bedsheets were also bleached. Mo Wuji turned to his side and saw a rusty steel stretcher. Right next to his bed, there was a paint-peeled bedside cabinet which had several vases of medicine…
Wait…
Mo Wuji’s eyes went wide. He finally came to a realisation. He was in a hospital.
