Edward Stephens went to pour a cup of warm water for her, helped her up from the bed, the cup pressed against her lips, "Drink this before you sleep."
Daisy Ginger was really too sick to muster any energy, glanced at Edward Stephens, lacking the spirit to bicker with him, obediently took her medicine, drank the water, and continued lying on the bed.
Edward Stephens placed the cup on the windowsill, heard Daisy Ginger softly call his name, "Edward."
Her voice was as low as a milk kitten's. Too weak.
Edward Stephens walked over, stood by the bed, looking down at her, "What's the matter?"
"You're not leaving, right?"
Edward Stephens looked at her, didn't say a word.
Daisy Ginger bit her lower lip, pathetically said, "If you leave, I'll have to stay in the hospital alone. How pitiable."
"If you were nicer to your family, you wouldn't be reduced to having no one visit you even when hospitalized."
Daisy Ginger closed her eyes, turned her head away, "They're not my family."
