During this time, lying on the hospital bed for so long, even his habit of getting up early has degenerated. When Gao Dashuai opened his eyes, he felt like he had overslept, but when he got up and looked at the clock on the bedside table, it was six or seven o'clock, which wasn't too late.
The house seemed quiet, probably because the owners hadn't gotten up yet, since it was the weekend.
Gao Dashuai thought about dozing off a little longer to avoid waking anyone up. However, as a soldier, once he was awake, it was hard to fall back asleep. He sat up, put on a coat, and decided to go out to the balcony to take a breath of fresh air. He grabbed a pack of cigarettes and put it in his pocket, remembering that smoking was prohibited in Yao's house, and planned to sneak a couple of puffs when he went downstairs to buy breakfast.
