Chapter 527

Feng Jiacheng spent a night restless and in a stupor. Covered in sweat, he vaguely felt the arms that had been holding him were still there. In the morning, someone came in from the outside. A stethoscope, cold as ice, was placed against his chest, followed by a series of examinations. Then, Feng Jiacheng heard voices. There was Ning Zhao’s voice, and then... Mr. Brooks's. The moment the needle pricked his vein, Feng Jiacheng instantly opened his eyes. The nurse startled, looked up instinctively, and called, “Mr. Fisher, the patient is awake!" Someone rushed over from the other end of the sickbed, calling his name, "Jiacheng." Feng Jiacheng lifted his eyelid, and the familiar features of Kyle appeared before his eyes. The nurse completed the blood draw and left. Instinctively, Kyle reached out and pressed Feng Jiacheng's arm. Bending down, he asked quietly, "How are you feeling? Still very uncomfortable?" "Still, still okay.” Feng Jiacheng wasn't sure if he was dreaming, so he reached