Keke's body was remarkably resilient; she opened her eyes as the first ray of sunlight pierced through the window the next day.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a face by her bed, a face she recognized. It belonged to a celebrity.
But Keke didn't stare blankly at this face. Almost in the instant she opened her eyes, she sat up in bed.
Her weak body couldn't withstand the sudden movement. Keke felt a bout of dizziness, as if she had taken a heavy hit to her head.
She fought the dizziness and lifted her foot to move off the bed. Xiao Qiao, who had been standing by the bed, finally spoke, "You better lie down."
But the person who had just gotten up did not heed Xiao Qiao's advice. She forcefully stood up by pushing against the bed, a dull pain coursing through her legs. "I need to find someone."
"Find who?"
"My sister."
