When Yao Zhiyue left her room, Fu Lingye took some effort to prop himself up. He unplugged the infusion tube from the back of his hand and nearly fell to the ground when he got off the bed. His legs felt weak and he held onto the bed rails to support himself until he was standing in front of a full-length mirror.
The man in the mirror had a thick bandage over his forehead, scabs on his cheeks where it was scratched and his face was ashen.
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