Fang Jin woke up in a daze, her head throbbing slightly and her nose, throat, and even her lungs were painfully irritated.
She vaguely recalled someone telling her to cover her mouth and nose, but she was a step too slow; a horrendous stench instantly dominated her thoughts, and then she passed out.
Upon waking up, she saw the young man who had saved her, calling her "Auntie," frantically scrubbing his right hand.
"You're awake. How are you feeling? Anything wrong?" Wang Qi had noticed Fang Jin's recovery and without turning around, remarked that the smell on his right hand had not yet dissipated.
"No, I... wait, why has my voice become like this?" Fang Jin's expression changed. Her voice used to be sharp and clear, but now it was hoarse, like an old woman's, resembling nothing of its former tone.
