When Shi Shen opened his eyes, what filled his vision was a world of pure white.
He turned his head and looked around, realizing that he was now in a hospital.
His memories lingered on that night when a piercing white light flashed before his eyes, followed by a surge of intense pain.
"Ah Zhi, how are you feeling?" Shi Mu, full of concern, gripped her son's hand tightly.
Her fingers, now and then uncontrollably trembling, truly revealed how this scare had already shattered her utmost emotional defenses.
She couldn't even close her eyes, for once she did, her mind would conjure the image of herself covered in blood, lying on the cold damp ground like a broken doll, unconscious.
"How is Dad?" Shi Shen asked, feeling pain in every part of his body, yet what he worried about most was his father.
Now that he had had another mishap, he had no idea if his father at the police station had suffered any unfair treatment.
