Looking down, she saw that at some point in her dream, she wrapped herself up in her blanket almost like a zongzi. Luckily, after turning into a zongzi, she didn't catch a cold last night. Pulling the blanket away, there was a faint scent in the air and on the bedding, as if someone had been there.
Did someone tuck her in during the night?
Perhaps it was a kind nurse who, seeing her blanket had slipped, pulled it back up for her.
She didn't think much about it, nor did she even consider that someone might come by in the middle of the night. Seeing that the time was just past six o'clock, she didn't sleep in any longer, got up to brush her teeth, and went next door to check on her cousin and his wife.
Her cousin, immobile due to his injury, hadn't kicked off his blanket, so he was warm and hadn't developed a fever. This let Xie Wanying breathe a sigh of relief.
