In the dazzling white light, Su Jin felt numb all over, and the sharp alarm sound of the instrument could be heard in her ears. She wanted to open her eyes, but found that her eyelids were as heavy as a stone.
The smell of disinfectant gradually dissipated, replaced by a faint scent of sandalwood. The buzzing of instruments is no longer in my ears, but the crisp chirping of birds. She tried hard to open her heavy eyelids, but what she saw was a landscape of sculptures and paintings.
"This is..." Su Jin sat up suddenly and found herself lying on a carved wooden bed, covered with a brocade quilt embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns. She lowered her head and saw that she was wearing a light blue skirt with delicate plum blossoms embroidered on the cuffs.
A wave of dizziness hit her, and she subconsciously held her forehead, but she touched a warm hosta. Memories came flooding back. She remembered that she was rescuing an injured person in a car accident in the operating room. Suddenly, the equipment leaked electricity. After a burst of severe pain, she lost consciousness.
