Chapter 100: Double Jump
The air in the recovery ward smelled like burnt sage, iron, and bitter, concentrated medicine. Yin Zhe slowly opened his eyes, his lashes feeling heavy and stiff, like they were stuck together with dried sea salt. (Blink... blink...) The ceiling of the Iron Vein infirmary was not made of wood or stone, but of smooth, with white jade that glowed with a soft, and pulsing light that was designed to help patients knit their bones back together. He felt a sharp, and throbbing heat in his chest, it was a painful reminder of the "hug" from Lin Xue's ice sword, but the sensation was already beginning to dull.
"Oh... man. I feel like I got hit by a merchant carriage filled with lead bricks," Yin Zhe groaned, with his voice sounding like sandpaper rubbing against a dry board. (Cough! Wheeze!) He tried to sit up, and his joints popped in the quiet room like dry twigs snapping under a heavy boot. (Pop! Crack! Snap!)
[Burned Reactive points +1] (from the fire seed)
