She slept deeply, the warm air from the air conditioner blowing gently. After finishing the IV drip, the nurse came over and gently pulled out the needle from her hand, yet didn't manage to wake her.
The color of her face had slowly improved a bit, her long hair scattered on the white sheets. Her little nose was upturned, and her long eyelashes were like two small fans, casting a charming shadow over her eye sockets.
She was just like a sleeping princess, noble and beautiful, yet appeared vulnerable. Beckett Wright watched her not waking up and went to ask the nurse.
"Why has she slept for so long? Is there something wrong with her body that you haven't checked? Should we check again?"
Beckett asked worriedly, nowadays hospitals often have issues; even though this is the best hospital, he always feels a bit uneasy.
"She's fine, just tired. If you're not assured, shall I wake her up?"
