"Bai Song, how are you feeling now?"
The Dean was very amiable; regardless of anything else, Bai Song was a hero who bravely rescued others in the minefield.
This fact alone was enough to make them view him differently.
Bai Song was much better now; the recent fever had made him uncomfortable. Now, having received fluids, he's improved a lot, though his leg still hurts badly. But his sister was here and had given him some simple treatment, which reduced the pain significantly. Yet, he quickly shook off his sister's hand, as he would not let her be exposed publicly.
"A bit better, Dean. What's really wrong with my leg?"
His sister said it was caused by broken screws, and Bai Song believed her, but he felt uneasy if he didn't ask.
