The feeling of regaining control of the body was more painful than Qian Jiangyue had imagined, the body felt as though it had been electrocuted, with numbness, pain, and swelling all over, unbearable without the ability to even cry out to alleviate the pain. After an indeterminable period, the numbness in the index finger slightly receded, and the soft touch of the cotton quilt reached his fingertips, at this moment, he felt renewed.
"Yi Cunling." A concerned voice rang in his ears.
Qian Jiangyue realized something, and no longer attempted to move his fingers, instead patiently waiting for the numb sensation to completely dissipate. Throughout the whole process, he remained motionless, slowly sorting out causes and effects in his mind.
