Shen Meng slept until past six o'clock, when she woke up her head was still in a fog and slightly aching. She gently rubbed the wound on her forehead and couldn't help but hiss in pain. Ming Fang, hearing this from the outer room, immediately ran in.
"Aunt, are you awake? Are you hungry? Dad has made some food, would you like to get up and eat something?"
Shen Meng shook her head; she had just woken up and didn't feel hungry at all, only a bit thirsty. She was about to ask Ming Fang to pour her some water when the door was pushed open and Lu Zhenping walked in. Maybe it was because she was lying down, but from this angle, she thought Lu Zhenping looked extremely tall.
"Do you still feel unwell?"
Shen Meng grimaced and nodded slightly, she indeed felt uncomfortable. She had thought that she would recover quickly just like when she first came through time, but unexpectedly her headache worsened after sleeping.
