4:30 AM.
Gu Jianlin lay on an exceedingly luxurious hospital bed. The filth covering his body had been completely washed away, and he was dressed in a blue-and-white striped hospital gown. Intravenous drips were inserted into the backs of both his hands, supplying healing medicine.
Since he fell unconscious, he hadn't woken up.
In the room, Tang Ling sat expressionlessly on the sofa, wearing a black sun hat. A massive violin case stood upright against the wall as she silently wiped the silver-white iron sword in her hand with tissues over and over.
Her other hand rested on the armrest of the sofa, also connected to an IV drip.
The reason these two were placed in the same hospital room wasn't because they had a good relationship.
Nor was it because they were mistaken as a couple.
It was simply because this was the exclusive privilege of the Omega Sequence.
