"Wake up... Wake up...!"
The sounds that came and went far and near seemed to have been filtered, making them unreal no matter how they sounded. Zheng Qian wanted to turn his head to see who was calling him, but no matter how hard he tried, his body remained motionless as if it was filled with lead.
"Is it possible that I had a stroke due to drinking and ended up in a big trough? If so, wouldn't I have to be paralyzed for the rest of my life?"
