Ling Yue woke up in a simple, sturdy bed. The room was small, with little furniture aside from the bed and the chair where the Seer sat, cutting apples.
A tint of embarrassment rose to Ling Yue's cheeks as she recalled their last conversation, but it quickly faded, preventing her from tearing up the bed sheet. She then noticed she wasn't wearing much, just her underwear. Ling Yue immediately moved back, letting the pillows and the wall cover her back while the blankets covered the front.
"T-took a peek, did you?" Ling Yue stuttered, her face flushed, unable to look the Seer in the eyes.
"Ugh... it's always the silent ones that are real perverts, isn't it?" the Seer muttered.
"Oh, sorry. You probably had the nurses and doctors take care of me," Ling Yue apologized.
"Now, I didn't say that... well, a unique situation occurred, I guess... we needed to disperse all the piled-up miasma, you see, and..."
"And?"
"And, well..."
