Qiaoqiao slept soundly, but upon waking, she was a bit confused. This wasn't her room, and her waist felt stiff from how she'd slept. This wasn't her quilt either; in fact, there was no quilt at all.
Where am I? What happened to me? These two questions instantly cleared Qiaoqiao's mind.
Thinking carefully, it seemed she hadn't encountered any of those legendary incidents rumored online. Memories gradually filled her brain, and she understood; she must still be in the hospital.
She fumbled for her phone; it was already past six in the morning. Had she really slept that long?
She tiptoed to the door, opened it, and saw Liu Banxia sitting nearby, reading a book.
It was this jerk who made her wait in the treatment room yesterday. Fine, wait, but you should have come back! If you had come back, I wouldn't have fallen asleep.
Tomorrow... no, today, what am I going to tell Yanzi? If I tell her I slept on a hospital bed all night, will she believe me?
