"Welcome back, General Chen!" said Lin Haihai with a smile, as she watched General Chen open his eyes.

General Chen squinted his eyes, trying his very best to make out the features of the person before him, but the presence of light was now hurting his vision due to the prolonged lack of it.

"Don't push it. Take it easy. Slowly open your eyes, bit by bit. Yes, that's right!" Lin Haihai guided him.

The silhouette standing before General Chen started to take form, and a woman with a sweet smile stood before him. "Physician Lin?" General Chen's voice was rough and husky, filled with uncertainty too. In his comatose state, there had been a gentle voice that constantly encouraged him. Several times as he stood before Hell's gates, he had gritted his teeth and pressed on.

The woman standing before him was too young to match up to the image from his imagination. He had thought that such a skilled doctor would at least be in the forties or fifties.

"My name is Lin Haihai, your physician-in-charge. Are you feeling unwell anywhere?" Without a thermometer, Lin Haihai could only touch his forehead with the back of her hand. He seems to...