But, no matter the reason, as long as my friend can wake up, nothing else matters!
"Do you still feel uncomfortable anywhere?" She stood up, bending down to look at her.
Nora Hanson shook her head, looked around the ward, and asked, "Where's my mom?"
"I let her go home to rest; Auntie looked very tired..." Fiona Schmidt noticed her friend's lips were a bit dry, quickly turned to pour a cup of water and handed it to her.
Nora Hanson took it, drank it all in one go, clearly very thirsty, feeling refreshed and energized after drinking.
Before Fiona could put down the cup and turn around, the woman had already propped herself up with her hands to sit up, seeming suddenly spirited.
"How was it? Did you have fun last night? Once I get discharged this afternoon, shall we continue tonight?" Nora Hanson patted her shoulder; at this point, she didn't seem like she'd been feverish or listless earlier.
