When Eleanor Ye woke up, it was more than three in the middle of the night, and she was shocked when she found herself in the hospital.
“Why am I in the hospital?”
“Sister, you finally woke up. You scared us to death.” Laura Ye raised her head immediately when she heard the movement, her eyes were red, and she obviously hadn’t slept. “You have a high fever, I thought you were too tired and slept deeply. We ate at noon. I only found out when I called you.”
Do you have a high fever? Eleanor Ye shook her head, still a little dull. She looked at her delicate body, but she was actually in good health. Since she fell ill on the train last time, she hasn’t been sick for so long since she came back.
Eleanor Ye felt that it had something to do with finishing Quentin Ye’s funeral. The things that had been stuck in her heart were finished, and her energy was exhausted, and her tight body couldn’t stand it. Only then did she have such a high fever.
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