Su Anya opened her eyes, and a stark white wall swam into her sight. The brightness stung her eyes, and she blinked a few times, trying to steady her gaze and take in her surroundings.
The sharp scent of disinfectant lingered in the air. It took a moment before come to suddden realization —she had fainted, the result of an intense, unexpected emotional outburst—and had been brought to the hospital.
"Qing'er..." she murmured, the name slipping from her lips with a mixture of fear and urgency.
Suddenly, she pushed herself upright. A stabbing pain flared in her head, making her wince, but she ignored it. Driven by a surge of worry, she swung her legs off the side of the bed, her bare feet brushing against the cold floor as she prepared to get down from the bed.
"What are you doing?!"
Lu Rayansh spoke out sharply as he stepped into the room, catching sight of Su Anya, disheveled and struggling to get out of bed.
