The first thing Yun Li felt was warmth. Soft, filtered sunlight brushing across her eyelids. Then came the faint beeping sound beside her and the clean, antiseptic smell of a hospital.
Her lashes trembled and her eyes fluttered open. The ceiling above her was white and unfamiliar. For a long moment, she couldn't remember why she was here, why her body felt so heavy, or why her throat burned like she had swallowed smoke.
When she tried to move, a sharp tug in her arm stopped her. It was the IV line.
"Miss Yun, you're awake." A nurse approached, relief evident in her voice. "Please don't move too much. You've been unconscious for nearly ten hours."
Yun Li blinked slowly. "Hospital?" Her voice was hoarse.
"Yes. You were brought in last evening by Mr He. He kept watching over you ever since. He just stepped out for a phone call."
