Chapter 222 - 219:
Chapter 222 - 219:
Chapter 222: Chapter 219: "My Beloved Doctor"—Brother, Brother? Wake up, Brother, don’t sleep anymore—"
In the midst of chaos, he heard someone’s clamorous shouting.
It felt as if a heavy iron weight pressed against his chest, making even his breathing somewhat labored.
He wanted to lift his hand, to move, but his body seemed to have completely disconnected from his brain, and a cloud-like heaviness of darkness bore down in front of his eyes, his eyelids heavy as if laden with metal and stone.
He tried to open his mouth, to breathe in, and when the air rushed into his lungs, scraping through his throat, it seemed to carry with it a fragmented, cottony touch.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
He coughed himself awake.
Control over his body returned bit by bit, and as he cast his gaze from moist eyes, he saw a glaring, white-hot light.
Next to him, a young man stood by the bed, his face full of worry.
The young man reached out with both hands, removing a white bundle from his chest.
"Brother, this white cat, I have no idea where it came from... It’s so fat and heavy, every time I move it away, it jumps right back up..." Mo Yan tossed the cat onto the floor like a stone, the heavy thud echoing dully. Then the white shape swiftly leaped back up, only to be smacked away by Su Ming’an with a hand as if he were playing tennis.
"Bang!"
The white bundle slammed heavily against the wall, causing the plaster to fall off and make a rustling noise.
Su Ming’an sat up, his eyes catching the orange figure in the upper left corner, a stark 50.
So low.
No wonder, he felt like he couldn’t see things properly.
He lifted his eyelids and looked at the system time; it was 5:30 in the afternoon.
...He had slept for such a long time.
"What happened?" he asked.
"It was just this morning... Brother, that weird man looked at you, and you fainted, but he didn’t use an electric shock on you, instead letting a girl bring you back... We recited the development history of White Sand Paradise afterward, and then we were forced to eat lunch; you’ve been lying down ever since," Mo Yan said. "Now it’s free time, the other players are
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