Edward Stephens slowly awoke from his coma.
The light above him was still on, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Ryan Smith sitting on the sofa opposite him.
His pupils contracted for a moment, a trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes, and his tall body suddenly sprang from the sofa, lunging at Ryan, who was reclining on the sofa with his eyes closed in rest.
In almost an instant, he grasped Ryan's neck. The still-sleeping Ryan abruptly opened his eyes, instinctively reaching out to try and push him away, but Edward firmly gripped his neck, pinning him against the sofa.
"What did you do?!"
The man's cold face was already shadowed with malice. Perhaps due to the effects of the drug, his voice sounded somewhat hoarse, even dry.
Ryan's breath was cut off, his face gradually turning pale. He did not struggle, and it wasn't until he was nearly out of breath that Edward suddenly released his neck.
