In the intensive care unit, Shi Chen, who should have been on his last legs, sat straight, lowering his head to tug at the IV needle on his wrist. "I want to leave here! Don't stop me!",“Yeah, no one could survive a fall from that height. You're just pretending to be okay right now; you could collapse at any moment. Just lie down.”,Although Shi Chen couldn't understand how he, a deceased soul, could be reborn, faced with the reality, he had to accept it.。