No, this is not hell, this is clearly a room.
Ning Xia's gaze slightly tightened, then she lowered her head to look at her own body; her body was still there, and so were her arms and legs.
She immediately threw off the blanket and got out of bed, her feet solidly pressing against the floor!
But... she was clearly shot! How could she be unharmed? Is this a dream?
Ning Xia forcefully pinched her own arm; pain immediately assaulted her, and she involuntarily gasped.
It hurts!
If it hurts, it means it's real!
Does this mean she is still alive?
What about the gunshot? Was it staged? Fake? Did John Hill let her go?
And… what about Bo Siyan? If she's still alive, could it be… Bo Siyan is also still alive? Or did John Hill only save her?
She looked around the room but did not find any trace of Bo Siyan. Without another thought, she rushed out of the room, wanting to find John Hill for a clear explanation.
