Wushuang's left arm was broken and hadn't fully healed. Since she had been in a coma for over twenty days, her recovery was not as fast as Kaka's, and her body was still uncomfortable. Kaka held her tenderly, being careful not to press on her wounds.
She was finally awake.
After so many days of desperate waiting, he finally had her awake. Kaka gently stroked her back. The scars were evident; he could still feel the bandage underneath. That single bullet had nearly taken her life.
The wounds on her head were superficial and healed quickly. Thanks to the excellent medicine of the First Terror Organization, the external injuries on Wushuang's head had nearly vanished. Being under her hair, they were even less visible. Only one scar on her forehead was quite obvious and hadn't faded yet.
Regardless, she was awake.
He thanked God for bringing her back into his arms.
