It was her tapered fingers with the lines that she used to hate. She found them very meaningful at that moment because they were her own. They belonged to the original Xia Xinghe, she was finally staring at her own hands!
She turned to ask the nurse, "What date is it today?"
"It's the second of November."
That meant that she had been unconscious for a little bit more than a month. It appeared that her memory had switched back. Xinghe pulled away the mattress and made to get off the bed.
The nurse quickly stopped her. "Miss Xia, what are you doing? You just woke up, please don't stress yourself."
"To the toilet," Xinghe answered softly. Even though her body was still weak, her gait had a natural confidence in it.
The nurse studied her with a curious expression. She had a feeling something had changed within Xinghe. She appeared to be quite different from before…
