The sunlight was dazzling. In the white hospital room, even with the misty curtains drawn, the fierce golden light from outside could still be felt.
Luther adapted for a moment to the light before he could see his surroundings clearly.
White furniture, white sheets.
This was the hospital.
He moved, and a sharp pain came from his abdomen.
He couldn't help frowning and gritting his teeth.
His brain stagnated for a moment, as if it had broken off, his mind fuzzy. Where was he, and why was he injured?
However, it was just a moment.
Then memories surged up like the tide.
He remembered the final battle at the abandoned airport, fighting hand to hand with Vance, accidentally injuring his abdomen.
Joyce was held hostage by Otis, and he was forced to take an unknown drug.
Afraid of losing his memory, he had carved letters on his wrist.
After that, Chris arrived, they subdued Otis together, and then he gradually lost consciousness due to excessive blood loss. The only impression left was that Joyce had been holding him tightly, giving his increasingly cold body a little warmth.
Luther suddenly sat up in bed, ignoring the pain in his abdomen.
He pressed the power button to raise the bed, leaning against the headboard. He hurriedly pulled up his left wrist sleeve.
The letters QR carved by the knife point, although cleaned with iodine by the doctor, were still there.
It wasn't a dream, it had really happened.
He put down his sleeve and breathed a sigh of relief.
Great, he remembered it all, no amnesia.
Apparently, the drug Otis gave him was not to cause memory loss.
He remembered Joyce, remembered Anderson, remembered everything.
At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open by the nurse.
The doctor walked in and asked when he saw Luther awake, "How did you get up? Does the wound hurt? I stitched up about twenty stitches and didn't give you a pain pump. I thought you could endure it."
Luther shook his head, "No pain, it's okay."
The nurse came over and helped Luther unplug the IV bottle. "Mr. Warner, the anti-inflammatory fluids have been hung and will be hung again tomorrow."
Seeing fresh blood oozing from his abdominal wound, the nurse exclaimed in a low voice, "You used too much force when you got up and tore the wound. Let me treat the wound."
"Wait, don't deal with the wound first." Luther asked the doctor, "My body, are there any other abnormalities? Any signs of poisoning?"
The doctor shook his head, "The young marshal mentioned this too. He said you took an unknown drug. After performing the surgery, I arranged a full body examination for you, with full scans, and found no abnormalities. Your blood was fully tested before surgery and nothing abnormal was found. "
After a pause, the doctor took out his IPAD, turned it on, and said, "I just ordered another blood test and the results have been uploaded to the system. Let me check."
After reading the report, the doctor frowned, "Liver function, kidney function, all normal. No problem. Mr. Warner, if you consider neurological drugs, do you feel fuzzy memory, numbness in your body? Or do you feel any discomfort yourself?"
Luther shook his head, "None at all."
"That's strange. Could it be that what you took was just a placebo? In any case, no drug components were detected in your blood." The doctor concluded.
"I see." Luther fell into thought.
Did Otis bluff with an ordinary fake pill when he was at his wit's end? Was it possible?
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