After a few days of rest, Lian Qingyang's eyes had depuffed quite considerably, with some slight blue coloring remaining, but much better compared to the previous days. His leg, although still elevated in a cast, was also recuperating well.
Lian Qingyang was playing a video game, which was custom-made by carpenters who worked overtime to create something that allowed him to play games while sitting on his bed.
"Sister Xiao Yue, what are we eating today?" Lian Qingyang was really getting into the game he was playing, a game he had brought over from abroad. Among the software developers he paid hefty sums to hire, there was one who also took a special interest in games.
Indeed, this piqued Lian Qingyang's interest. He had been diving deep into game research with that person. Now using this game as a training tool, he was familiarizing himself with it, thinking perhaps one day, he could develop a game he liked.
