Daisy Ginger woke up from her sleep, already three days later.
She had been in a deep sleep for a long time, and when she woke up, her mind was hazy, as if covered by a thin transparent membrane, with sounds and smells coming through, all blurry.
"Wuwuwuwuwu..."
Someone was crying beside her ear.
It was noisy and gave her a slight headache.
She tried to open her eyes but felt like her eyelids were glued shut. Her eyelashes fluttered, but she couldn't open them.
"Daisy..." the woman cried, "Wuwuwu... Why hasn't she woken up yet? Didn't the doctor say she would wake up today?"
"You're mourning," the man beside her said irritably, "If you keep crying, the whole Banyan City will be flooded by you."
"I'm just upset." The woman's voice was hoarse, with a nasal tone, "Look at Daisy, she's lost so much weight, and it's only been a few days..."
After speaking, she sobbed quietly again.
