Oh dear, she had slept for nearly 24 hours.
"Wen Xuxu, are you a pig?"
She scrambled to her feet and the first thing she thought of after 24 hours of sleep, was to rush to the toilet.
After she came out from the toilet, she caught a strong familiar scent of Chinese medicine.
She glanced at the drawer near her bed and there was an empty bowl on top. There was still some dark brown residue left in the bowl.
Someone came to feed her with medicine. That would explain why.
She knew it. She was having a high fever and it's impossible for the fever to subside on its own. It was a miracle that she didn't burn to death.
It must be her grandfather.
"Grandfather? Is it you?"
Xuxu opened the door and heard some movements from the kitchen, and so she made her way there.
The person in the kitchen heard her. He craned his head out and called out, "Sister Xuxu, it's me."
