Xia Yinian was groggy and completely unaware of where she had been and how many places she had visited.
It was as if she had been traversing mountains and ridges.
When she opened her eyes again, she found herself on a ship.
"She's awake, the little girl is awake." Someone noticed that she had woken up and immediately went to call others.
Soon, there were several more people in the room.
Xia Yinian instinctively hid on the inner side of the bed, watching the strangers before her with a guarded expression.
"Little girl, don't be scared, we're not bad people."
A woman around forty approached with a gentle smile: "My name is Aunt Mei, could you let me check if your fever has gone down?"
Xia Yinian didn't speak, just clutched the blanket tightly, still looking defensive.
"Don't be afraid, we really aren't bad people, we just rescued you from the sea."
"I..." Xia Yinian had just begun to speak when she immediately realized how hoarse her voice sounded.
