During breakfast, Daisy Ginger was holding her phone, scheduling an appointment for Edward Stephens.
The man sat across from her, slowly eating fried rice with eggs, possibly because his cold wasn't completely gone yet, he didn't eat much and had little appetite.
"It's at ten-thirty," Daisy Ginger put away her phone, addressing the man opposite, "Any later and they'll be off duty."
Edward Stephens stirred his rice with a spoon, "It's okay if I don't go today."
When will this cold get better if you don't go to the hospital?
When can she leave if his cold doesn't get better?
Daisy Ginger didn't give him the chance to have his way, decisively saying, "We'll go right after breakfast."
"Tch." He let out a cold snort, ignoring her.
*
Edward Stephens had been dealing with his cold for more than a week, and it only gradually got better.
By the time he fully recovered, more than half a month had passed.
During this time, Daisy Ginger returned to the film crew.
