When Freya woke up again, three more days had passed.
Her back wound was very itchy, and her whole body felt sore, making her want to cry.
Bradley came in with a bowl of soup and saw her restless in bed. He swiftly came forward and asked.
"What's going on? Are you feeling unwell again?"
"It was very itchy", she admitted, tempted to scratch the wound but held back, worried about causing scars.
Bradley reassured her, "I'll get Ella here. Don't just scratch randomly."
Ella arrived promptly upon hearing the call.
Freya was sweating from the intense itchiness.
Just three days ago, she felt feverish, and now this unbearable itching. What in the world was this One Leaf Needle-like thing?
Gripping Bradley's hand tightly, she pleaded softly through tears.
"Ella, can you check why it's so
