87 Still Alive

Li Feng continued to kick, but the two nurses were trained operatives that had carried more weights than he ever had. Even if he tried to take away his head from her hold, he couldn't do so from the grip she had on his face.

Tears flowed from his eyes as he realized that he was in this kind of juncture again. Soon, he stopped moving as an attempt to slow down the rate of the strange serum being transferred to him.

From the gap in the talking nurse's silhouette, Li Feng could see the curtains covering the glass walls getting drawn slowly. The spirits were all grinning as if they were all waiting for him to pass away. Was he the king? King of what?

He then started feeling shortness of breath and tunneling vision. The heart machine was connected to another machine that made it produce false readings. The sound of the beeping would lull Li Feng to sleep.

Piak! Piak!