Her eyelashes fluttered and her fingers trembled as Song Jia slightly moved. Gradually, she opened her eyes, her chest softly heaving up and down to inhale. As soon as her irises saw the light, they shut once again, feeling the glare. She slowly opened them once again and her beautiful black orbs began to adjust to the light.
Her ears perked upon hearing faint beeping sounds of machines, measuring her vitals. It took a second and her brain instantly synchronized itself to read her surroundings. As somebody who had undergone rigorous military training, her mind was trained to first detect and study the place she was in.
First, she immediately wired her brain to think about how she got into this situation in the first place.
Undercover in the Jiang family. Jiang Wei caught me and shot me in the chest.
She methodically remembered the chain of events.
