He closed the book and placed it on the bedside table, as the man from the Eastern Continent answered, "Three days, you were unconscious for three days. You have a strong body; the doctors said that a normal person might have already died, but you pulled through."
"As good as dead," General Feng Kezhi diverted his gaze, looking out the window. There wasn't much to see, just ruins and rubble.
Not every building could withstand an urban alley battle, especially in cities like Fengjiang, where many buildings were made of wood.
The building outside the window had been hit by artillery and had turned into ruins, with only a few wooden pillars and a corner of a wall remaining.
This was the first floor, and the fact that he could see the ruins opposite proved that the room's outer courtyard wall had also collapsed. General Feng Kezhi watched the ruins in front of him, silently waiting for the man behind him to speak.