As my mood was ruined after meeting Sylvester, I stood outside my apartment for a long time without opening the door.
I wiped my face, trying to keep myself awake, but my mind was in a haze. I did not know what was going on either.
"Wanda?"
A familiar voice sounded behind me, and I turned around to look. "Neil?"
It seemed like it had been a long time since I saw him.
He came up to me, a warm smile on his face. "What's wrong? I saw you standing outside your apartment for a long time without going in."
"I feel a little weak." I leaned against the door, pursing my dry lips.
Neil looked at me, anxiety flashing across his face. "You don't look too good. Are you ill?"
He felt my forehead as he said that. His hand was cool, and it felt good.
In the next second, however, my gaze went dark. I lost consciousness after hearing Neil call my name.
When I woke up again, I found myself on the bed in the room with a towel on my forehead.
I quickly sat up and looked around. It was without a doubt my room.
The door opened. Seeing me awake, Neil smiled. "You're awake. And just in time. I just made some porridge. Come and eat. You'll feel better."
Neil seemed to be the one who had appeared the moment I lost consciousness. He must have brought me in.
Logic gradually returned to my mind. Relieved, I finally got out of bed and walked out of the room to the dining table. Neil served me a bowl of porridge.
He was friendly as usual and said as he served me, "You're not taking care of your body. Eat some plain oats and veggies. I had the doctor come over just now. He said you're so thin that the wind could blow you away. That's why you were burning up. I lowered your temperature with a cold towel. Take this medicine after you're done eating and rest for tonight. You should be alright then."
He pushed the oats before me after saying that.
"Thank you. Sorry to have troubled you to take care of me." I picked up the spoon and stirred it through the oats, my tone apologetic.
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