She propped herself up to crawl to the bathroom, turned on the tap, and gulped down a lot of cold water.
The icy water burned her throat, making Rong Yan want to cough, but she dared not make a sound. Any noise could easily alert the people guarding outside, and if they realized she was awake, her situation would become even more perilous!
After drinking, Rong Yan wiped her mouth, then struggled to search the room for anything she could use to contact the outside world, but found nothing.
She returned to the bed, looking out at the vast blue sea, seriously considering her chances of surviving if she jumped.
Perhaps the effects of the drug hadn't worn off, or maybe the fever was too severe; disoriented, Rong Yan drifted off again.
...
When she awoke, it was already pitch-black outside.
She still felt heavy all over. In a daze, she touched her forehead and found the fever was even worse than during the day.
Wasn't Meixi supposed to get her medicine?
