He suppressed his physical discomfort and slowly looked around.
The room wasn't big; you could see its general layout at a glance.
Besides the kang (heated brick bed) where he was lying, there were some odds and ends piled up haphazardly in the corner, along with a few old earthenware jars covered in dust.
It seems to be telling the story of this family's ordinary and simple life.
Beside the kang (a heated brick bed), he saw a dilapidated wooden table with a bowl of water and a note on it.
He reached out with difficulty and took the note. It was written in a very delicate handwriting, exuding a feminine grace.
Upon seeing these words, Han Qiushi's heart tightened. Could it be that the person who saved him was a woman?
Wouldn't that mean my body would be completely exposed?
The moment the thought popped into his head, his face flushed red, all the way down to his ears.
He felt his breathing become rapid, and strange images involuntarily surfaced in his mind, with a blurry female figure appearing and disappearing in his imagination.
It took Han Qiushi quite a while to calm himself down.
Wow, this is the first time he's encountered such a bold girl. He realized once again that his savior was no ordinary person!
He checked his body again and became increasingly puzzled. He had clearly been shot, so why was the pain so mild?
Was it some special drug? Or did the person who saved him use some miraculous method?
He tried to recall what happened after he was injured, but his mind was only a blur, as if a veil tightly covered that memory.
He now desperately wanted to know where he was, who had saved him, and... what kind of woman this mysterious savior was.
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