Lun You gave a bitter smile and nodded, "I know."
He sighed, "My mom, really, keeping such a serious matter from you all." If he hadn't returned, he would still be unaware that he had been "dead" in their minds for five months.
"This isn't your mom's fault." Lu Yebai rubbed his temples, "When you were first rushed into the operating room, they tried to save you for a whole day and night, but it was ineffective, and the doctor declared you dead. Your mom rushed over overnight and took your body away. It must have taken her a great deal of effort to bring you back to life."
Lun You sighed softly, saying, "I suppose so. After all, I lay comatose in her research institute for two months. Using her graduate equipment for such a long time, it looks like I was truly a hair's breadth from death."
Lu Yebai took a deep breath, staring at Lun You's face. His friend, lively sitting in front of him and chatting merrily, felt like a dream, making him feel unreal.
