Jiang Beiyu looked up at the ceiling, and it dawned on him quite slowly that he seemed to have been poisoned.
After being poisoned, he first lost his sight, then his hearing, and next he became mute before finally passing out.
And after losing consciousness?
Now, he could see.
Had the poison been neutralized?
Jiang Beiyu moved slightly and realized that his lower body was in a state of paralysis, devoid of any sensation.
Was he paralyzed?
The person on top of him seemed to be in deep sleep.
Jiang Beiyu tentatively opened his mouth, only to discover he still couldn't speak. He coughed softly twice, but still no words came out.
Jiang Beiyu: "..."
Not only was he paralyzed, but he was also mute.
That's it, he thought.
But his sense of touch hadn't failed him; the smooth texture beneath his palm was especially clear, and he could even feel his Adam's apple move up and down.
Actually, the touch was quite comfortable.
The young girl's body was warm.
