"Miss Xiahu, how are you feeling today?" Dr. Qiang Yue asked her like he had asked her for the past few weeks. It had become a daily habit for the man to come and check her vitals taken by Ling Qiu.
"I'm better." Xiao Yunhua answered with a small smile. Qiang Yue frowned at how frail she seemed as she smiled. She had lost too much weight despite trying to recover from the coma. It's been a few weeks, but her fragility was still present. Her face was hollowed due to the weight loss and her body was like a twig, ready to snap at any time. Qiang Yue felt deep sympathy for the woman. To suffer like so at her age, which was quite young, was too pitiful.
"Well, luckily that your muscles are used to movement and you can be released at any time. Unfortunately, due to the abnormal weight loss and the sudden wave of depression that we see, you'll have to be monitored here for a bit longer."
