Chapter 44: Pokemon: I Transmigrated Twice [44]
Rihua's eyelids trembled slightly as a warm glow spread across her face. Instinctively, she reached out to rub her eyes before slowly opening them.
A strange ceiling...
Rihua abruptly straightened her back, only to wince as a sharp pain shot through her left arm. Glancing down, she noticed her arm was wrapped in thick bandages. Then it hit her—it wasn't just the ceiling that was unfamiliar. The living room was unfamiliar. The sofa and the blanket covering her were unfamiliar. Everything was.
"Where... where is this?" she murmured.
Turning her head, she noticed Houndour sleeping soundly beside the sofa.
"Don't move, or the stitches will tear," a voice warned.
Startled, Rihua looked in the direction of the voice and saw a boy about her age, sitting at the dining table and casually eating breakfast.
"You are...?"
"Just a passing mas... doctor," Stephen said flatly, chewing on his fried egg with no discernible emotion.
"These dogs brought you to me. You've been asleep for two days. Honestly, it's a miracle that one patient managed to carry another so far."
Rihua blinked in confusion before noticing more Houndours clustered near Stephen—one lying at his feet, another resting on his lap, and yet another sprawled across his abdomen. They were undoubtedly the same species as her Houndour.