Revival
Back at the hospital, a pair of weary eyelashes fluttered as though they sensed a disturbance in the force.
"Sir? Sir? Can you hear me?" A nurse called out gently. Her voice reminded him of small waves at the beach. He hadn't been to the beach in decades.
"Can you open your eyes, Sir?"
Sun Haowei wanted to, but his eyelids suddenly felt too heavy. His entire body felt that it was covered by a weighted blanket, threatening to pull him back into slumber. Even his mind was just filled with white noise, but he refused to succumb to the sensation. He was Sun Haowei, and he was stronger than this!
He twitched his fingers, a most familiar action from his years of beckoning servants. He needed someone to help him open his eyes.
He heard a hastily stifled gasp. Good. It seemed that no matter where he was, he was still given the respect he was due!
"Oh my god he's awake! Doctor! Doctor! Please come quickly!"