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!",Although Shi Chen couldn't understand how he, a deceased soul, could be reborn, faced with the reality, he had to accept it.,It was the very thought that someone would dare to slap him, a man who had once commanded the battlefield, that left Shi Chen looking utterly humiliated. He stared at Mu Yunbing with an expression of disbelief and anger.。