In a high-end private sanatorium in Jiangzhou City.
In the afternoon, the scorching sun burned through the window panes, wilting the once lush and verdant leaves.
Outside the window was the scorching sun, while inside the sickroom, the air conditioning maintained an appropriate temperature.
On the bed, the young girl slowly opened her eyes.
Where is this?
The soreness all over her body made the girl frown subconsciously, and as soon as she raised her hand, a sharp pain spread from the back of her hand.
She frowned and saw a needle on the back of her hand with a medical glucose bottle hanging on the end of the thin tube.
Was she sick? Was this a hospital?
The girl slowly sat up and felt sore and weak all over her body. Even this simple movement made her break out in a sweat.
Who was she?
Suddenly, she paused. Yeah, who was she?
No matter how hard she tried to remember, there seemed to be a fog before her eyes.
Unable to see the way she came, nor the way home.