I was awakened by the continuous chirping of birds outside the window. I opened my eyes and saw that it was dawn, around seven or eight in the morning. I was lying on the hospital bed, and there was no one around.
I could hear the regular hum of the machine. I raised my hand to look at the clip and needle, then put it down again. My lips were dry and my body was hot. I wanted to lift the quilt, but as soon as I moved, I felt a sharp pain in my left abdomen, which almost made me faint again.
Frowning, I dared not move at all. At this time, the door of the bathroom in the ward opened, and Brandon Shengou came out, wiping his hands. He was walking towards me with his head down, but halfway through, he may have felt my burning gaze, so he stopped and looked up.
Their eyes met, their gazes locked, no one spoke, they just looked at each other quietly.
I don’t know how many days I was unconscious. Although Brandon Shengou was dressed neatly, he looked very bad, as if he hadn’t slept for three days and three nights.
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