Xu Luo had already closed his eyes to await his death. Then, he felt his body go light. The severe injuries and extreme weakness sent him straight into unconsciousness.
When Xu Luo opened his eyes once more, he found himself lying on his own bed. The room was filled with the pungent smell of medicine. He tried to move but found his entire body wrapped in bandages. The stinging pain from his wounds reminded Xu Luo.
This was no dream. He was still alive.
"Oh my, the Young Master is awake! The Young Master is awake!" A young girl, about thirteen or fourteen, saw Xu Luo open his eyes and immediately jumped up in excitement. She ran out, shouting as she went.
Xu Luo recognized the young girl. She was one of his family's Maids, likely arranged by Lianyi to look after him.
