Dead People Are Covered With White Sheets

"Chen, how come you're here?" Faur asked.

"I came to see the patient in the vegetative state," Chen Zhao said.

"Let me bring you there."

Wate Leeders was still lying in bed, his cheekbones visible. After all, he had been living on nutrient injections and had not been exercising. He had lost almost all of his body functions.

Even if he could wake up, he would need a long period of rehabilitation.

His daughter, Suma Leeders, was not present. Chen Zhao heard that Suma had been working for more than 14 hours a day to pay for her father's hospitalization and treatment.

"This human's soul is damaged," Samuel said. "If you can't restore his soul, he'll sleep forever."

Chen Zhao was surprised. "Damaged soul?"

"That's right. There are traces of magic where his soul is damaged. It's probably caused by a spell."

Spell? Was it Blackie?