When Yuan Shen lifted the curtain and walked in, Gu Ningyi was lying on the bed, his dark eyes slightly open with a trace of confusion, but he seemed to be in good spirits.
The anxiety in Yuan Shen's heart finally eased a little, but then a surge of anger rose sharply, and he glared at him fiercely, shouting, "You little brat, are you crazy? Is there nothing better for you to do than to gamble with your life?"
Gu Ningyi seemed not to have heard his words at all, just staring fixedly at the ceiling. His dark eyes blinked slowly several times, and then his brow gradually furrowed.
In front of his eyes, although it was not entirely black, his vision lacked focus and was very blurry. No matter how hard he tried to open his eyes wide to see, he couldn't clearly make out the things in front of him.
This situation was not unfamiliar to him, in fact, it was all too familiar... so familiar that it made his heart pound with concern.
