Zhe Yu's gaze gradually focused on her face: "You, you are, you are the one from that day..."
"That's right," Fu Zhen nodded, "I'm the person who came to your side and took out the hidden weapon from your wound after you were injured."
"It was you."
Zhe Yu responded in a low voice, his breath so weak it seemed like a sigh.
His mind was so clear that he could immediately remember who Fu Zhen was at this moment, which calmed her somewhat.
Fu Zhen asked, "How do you feel now?"
Zhe Yu refocused his gaze on her face, then looked at the few people behind her and said, "A lot better than those few days before. Did you all save me?"
"So you're aware of those days too?"
"Not aware," Zhe Yu shook his head, "but the feeling of pain on my body is unforgettable."
Fu Zhen nodded.
Zhe Yu asked again, "Why are you here? Was it really you who saved me?"
