C489 Bed thinking

After they had all gone, I lay awake on my bed, alone, probably because too much had happened in the last two days, and if I hadn't been quick to react at noon and had left a hand for myself in advance, I might be lying in the hospital mortuary instead of my own bed.

That bullet had struck Old Bao's left shoulder, if it had hit me then it would be exactly the position of my heart