The dazzling white light pierced through his eyes, and Yi Hai, lying flat on the hospital bed, moved his eyebrows.
With the gradual recovery of consciousness, the burning pain suddenly poured into his throat, and he reflexively turned sideways to retch.
"Ouch! Cough --"
He vomited a stomach of sour water, and soon he was pushed back by two people in white coats.
He thought that he was caught by the Willant people. He instinctively wanted to struggle, but when he heard the conversation nearby, his struggle stopped.
"Doctor! How is his condition?!"
"Freezing sequelae... frozen dormancy for more than half a year needs