Mu Qiu is just daydreaming.
After talking for just a bit, she got sleepy, and her eyelids started to droop until she fell asleep. When she woke up naturally, it was already daytime, and the person in the ward was long gone, replaced by a female nurse.
The nurse was all business, efficiently removing her IV drip and then leaving, leaving Mu Qiu yawning alone on the hospital bed.
She let out a long yawn with her mouth wide open and eyes closed, tears of physiology seeping out from the corners of her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, Cheng Zhirang stood at the door holding something, as if considering whether to come in or leave.
Cheng Zhirang thought she was preparing to bawl her eyes out.
