His limbs felt bound, hands, feet, and torso all tightly entwined by something, leaving no room to move.
"Doctor Tang, his eyelids moved. Has the sedative worn off so quickly?" a familiar female voice echoed in the cramped space.
"The patient has been frequently injected with sedatives, so his body has developed a certain resistance to the potion," another male voice spoke, accompanied by the scratching of a pen on paper, "I've made a note of it. If he wakes up and still can't calm down, give him another shot."
"Understood, Doctor Tang," the female voice moved away slightly, followed by the sound of a door opening and closing.
Only one person's footsteps remained in the room. The woman came back, speaking very close now, "It's a shame someone as handsome as you looks."
Xu Huo opened his eyes.