Zhou Hua Fan woke and found herself in the same room as yesterday, the day before that, and the day before that day. She blinks her large eyes only once, her expression carefully blank as she sat up and felt her awareness slowly return to her as time went by. She did not know how long she stared at her lap before she could recall who she was and where she was as the last of the drugs wore off. Hua Fan's lashes flutter across her cheeks as she lowers her face to look at her arm which had already been bandaged up before she woke up. She was vaguely aware it was morning but the blinds were closed allowing only a small amount of light into the white room.