I lay on the bed covered with a thick blanket. Even though the air conditioner was very hot, I could feel it. My auntie found an extra blanket, but she couldn't relieve the feeling of being cold to the bone marrow.
Seeing me shivering, the auntie anxiously thought of various ways to calm me down.
"Miss, it's fine. Young Master will be fine. Do n' t worry too much. I've got milk for you. You can sleep better after drinking it."
The auntie helped me up and carefully fed me the milk. When I drank it, I vomited all of it. My stomach rolled and I couldn't swallow anything.
"Miss, how are you? Are you hot?" She kept wiping the milk from my clothes.
"Auntie, I'm fine. I want to sleep. I' m going to sleep. He said he'll be back when I wake up." I muttered to myself. When my aunt heard my repe
