Chapter 18 - Plagued by dreams
Yunfeng woke up to that familiar beeping sound echoing in his ear. Slowly, he moved his heavy lashes and opened his eyes to look around. Bright lights from the ceiling almost blinded his eyes. He shut them with a heavy sigh.
’I’m in a hospital. Again!’
’Oh, thank the Lord I’m not dead...’ he touched his chest to check his heartbeat. Back when he was shot in that alleyway, he really thought that he would die for real.
’That fucking maniac... Ahhh, I want to just punch his face in.’ He closed his eyes slightly. ’No, I can’t lose my calm. I am never going to meet that maniac again, so... it’s going to be okay... It’s all going to be fine...’
Taking a deep breath, he opened his eyes again and looked around the room. He was in a shared ward for sure, and strangely, he saw a small figure sleeping by his feet. That figure was sitting on a stool and was laying half on his bed.
Frowning, he moved his arm to touch this person.
His left shoulder gave off a searing pain, waking him from his sleepy state. ’Fuck!!!’ He moved his other hand to touch his left shoulder. His arm was in a cast.
Slowly, he wiggled his fingertips. ’It’s working, but... it fucking hurts!!!!’
"Fucking hell!! It hurts so bad... You know what, I change my mind. I’m going to go find him and punch him. This is just too much," he cursed inside as he reached out to the figure.
His hand touched a small, callused palm. From the size of the palm, he could already deduce who it was.
’Mum... Mum’s here.’ His gorgeous mum’s hand was so soft in his past life. She would often wear hand creams and whatnot to make it soft as a baby’s butt, but now it’s in this state. He could take out a few raised scars, most likely from cuts healed improperly.