The gangsters were heavy, and Nie Chen seemed to have suddenly woken up in a big dream.

The dark void, the abrupt light, all disappeared at some point, dissipated into the depths of consciousness, and could no longer be found.

It was like they came suddenly, without a hint of warning.

After the light, Nie Chen fell into a deep coma, a real coma, the kind of coma where even the subconscious mind was sleeping.

So when he woke up, the sequelae of the large dose of anesthetic were clearly reflected in his body, his limbs were weak, his mind was heavy, his eyes were in a daze, and he was as stiff as a zombie.

He struggled for a while before he slowly opened his eyelids.

Cloudy eyes, the first thing I saw was a white ceiling.

The faint smell of disinfectant water poured into his nostrils, and the olfactory cells immediately informed his brain of this information as soon as they resumed operation, and then the surrounding scenery came into view, white walls, white curtains, drip hangers around him, and white bedding with red cross printed on the hospital's unique body covered his body.

Everything can make Nie Chen immediately understand that he is in the hospital.

He closed his eyes again, took a deep breath of air, and did not move, feeling his own flesh.

Although it is weak, the body is real and under the control of the nervous system.

Move your fingers, no problem.

Move your arms, no problem.

Move your feet and legs, and it's still no problem.

Nie Chen let out a long breath and reopened his eyes, his mood was as relaxed as amnesty, he was still alive, not in that boundless darkness, it was great.

As for why he was in the hospital, Nie Chen did not have amnesia, and must have been called in by someone from the Kowloon Society.

I'm lucky to be alive.

People like the tigers are very vicious, just kill people and destroy the corpses, and they don't kill themselves, I don't know if it's because they are in a good mood.

Nie Chen's first reaction was not to think about revenge, as long as he survived, he went to the door to find revenge against a force like the Kowloon Society, then he was really looking for death.

He turned his neck with difficulty, looked around, and found that he was lying in a single room, a neat room, a bed and a cabinet, and a small sofa with a coffee table, a large window on the left hand wall, bright sunlight shining in from the window, sprinkling the splendor of a room, white curtains flying in the breeze, with the melody of spring, and the smell of outdoor leaves, the smell of disinfectant in the room has been neutralized a lot, smelling into the nose, exceptionally fresh.

No one, quiet and pleasant.

Nie Chen thought about it and felt that he should sit up and see how he had been beaten and whether he had any disabilities.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his body moved, his whole body hurt, especially his head, which was so painful that he reached out and touched it, and it turned out that his head was wrapped in a thick bandage, wrapped around and around, and wrapped his head like a huge zongzi.

Thinking about it, the tiger's throwing stick smashed its head on its head at once, and the steel stick was a pit when it was smashed, and the head was not broken, which was really lucky.

Exhaled, holding his head as big as a basket with one hand, Nie Chen slowly got up, sat on the edge of the bed, and suddenly felt that looking at things seemed to be a little unnatural.

Feel...... Something was missing.

Focus is uncoordinated, and there is no sense of distance between near and far.

The window looked like it was not far in front of me, and it was within reach, but I really reached for the curtains, but I couldn't.

Blinking his eyelids, Nie Chen suddenly realized that he seemed to be looking at things with only one eye.

Blink your eyelids again, as if ...... Only one eye is moving.

Suddenly, my heart was pinched, and an ominous premonition filled my heart.

The hand that touched the head trembled and slowly slid down, and when it touched the position of the left eye, it was still the fine feel of the gauze bandage, and I couldn't touch the eyes.

The muscles in Nie Chen's whole body tensed, his body sat up straight, he couldn't care about the pain anymore, his hands stretched up together, groping back and forth on his face.

The position of the left eye is really wrapped, and the bandage seems to be integrated with the one on the head, and only the right half of his face is exposed.

The left eye is tightly wrapped.

What's wrong with the eyes?

Nie Chen is not afraid of hurting his muscles and bones, and he can heal if he breaks his bones, but if he is blind in one eye, or one is missing in his hands and feet, it is different.

Panicking in his heart, he stood up suddenly, called the nurse a few times, but no one paid attention, it was quiet outside, and I don't know if it was lunch break.

Nie Chen took two steps in a panic, and found that although his body hurt everywhere, it did not hinder walking, and many places were hard, and he didn't know how many places on his body were wrapped in bandages under the cover of the hospital gown, and he couldn't care about it at the moment, he wanted to find a doctor and nurse to ask what was wrong with his eyes.

Stumbled towards the door, but was almost pulled by something, stood still and looked back, only to find that it was a drip of plastic pipe, torn off by himself, and the needle on the back of his hand was bleeding.

He didn't care about this, he walked towards the door, opened the door, and the hustle and bustle outside rushed in at once. Looking outside, he immediately understood why no one was paying attention to him.

This is a public hospital, overcrowded, the corridors are full of beds, lying full of patients, crying and moaning, talking and condoling, noisy like a bazaar, doctors and nurses coming and going are too busy to stop on the ground, shouting twice in the soundproofed single room, of course, you can't hear it outside.

Stunned for a while, Nie Chen didn't know what to do.

He stood for a while, and no one paid any attention to him.

When I was at a loss, I saw that on the right side of the door, there was the bathroom of this single room, and a mirror was shining, reflecting my figure.

In the mirror, a young man in a crumpled hospital gown, wrapped in gauze, stood helplessly, his left eye wrapped in gauze.

After thinking about it, Nie Chen closed the door and walked into the bathroom.

The condition of the single room is really good, and the soundproofing effect of the noise outside the door can be seen just by the sound insulation effect of the noise outside the door as soon as the door closes.

Lying on the washbasin, shaking his head from side to side, looking at himself in the mirror, Nie Chen was full of sadness.

The exposed half of his face, with several bruises, the collar of his shirt was torn open, and his chest was also wrapped in gauze, which was nothing, and the most frightening thing was the bandage that covered his left eye.

Blindness is the most scary.

He stood in front of the mirror, reaching out and touching the position of his left eye, where under the thick bandage, there was an unknown injury.

After planning for a while, Nie Chen hesitated and began to unwrap the gauze wrapped around his eyes.

He wanted to see that his eyes were still there.

The trembling hand slowly peeled off the layers of cloth, as if slowly peeling off a white cocoon, but the bottom was not a fat chrysalis, but a wound that might ruin the second half of his life.

In the mirror, he was pale, wrapped like an Indian Ahsan, and the gauze that he had taken off was piled up in the washbasin.

The gauze was removed, revealing a small piece of gauze that had been fixed to the eye with medical tape, the gauze was very thick, but there were faint blood stains showing through.

This is the last layer, Nie Chen's hand, attached to the tape.

The more he got to the end, the more nervous he became, and the less and less gauze he retired, the more he felt that his left eye was gone.

In the eye sockets, under the gauze, there is no eyeball of its own.

The muscles on his face were shaking, and fine beads of sweat were slowly oozing from his forehead.

In an extremely nervous mood, his hand was slightly unsteady, and he slipped a little, so he swiped over his left eye socket.

A sharp pain came.

It hurts my heart.

"Ah~~!"

Nie Chen couldn't help but scream, and the pain made him bend down, covering his face and roaring.

The door was pushed open with a "bang", and a nurse rushed in, saw Nie Chen's movements at a glance, and shouted at him: "What are you doing? Who told you to untie the gauze?

Nie Chen endured the pain, straightened his waist, and tried to ask the nurse for help, he didn't know if his eye injury would be more serious.

Looking up, there was no one in the room.

Nie Chen was stunned for a moment, almost forgetting the pain.

What about the nurse just now?

Isn't there a nurse coming in?

He walked out of the bathroom with his hands on the wall, and looked at the room with one eye, and there was still no one inside.

What about the nurse who just came in?

Hallucination?

Nie Chen only felt that his head was bigger and more painful.

At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open with a "bang", and a white-clothed nurse walked in, saw Nie Chen leaning against the wall, and also saw his face after the gauze was removed.

He said loudly, "What are you doing? Who told you to untie the gauze?

The tone and demeanor are familiar.

Nie Chen looked at her in a daze, like a dream.

After holding it for a long time, he asked weakly, "Are you the one just now?"