An Xiulan opened her eyes and at the sight of white walls and the smell of disinfectant, she groaned. Lord, please don't let it be a hospital again! She was tired of getting admitted to the hospital. Each time she would faint and find herself in a hospital. This was now getting ridiculous. She couldn't understand who loved the hospital more? The doctors or her rotten luck! Or maybe hospitals loved her too much that she was here every third day.
"How do you feel, Miss?" The doctor asked her as she opened her eyes.
"Sore?" An Xiulan suggested the world. She felt as if the ants were crawling all over her body and she could feel her head threatening to rip open into two pieces. "How long have I been out this time?"
The doctor sighed and replied, "Two days."
