I vaguely listened to people walking around me, someone talking in a low voice, and after a while I heard the sound of glass bottles colliding, and someone touched my forehead, and my wrist was stabbed. It must be a bottle, and something cold slowly crawled up my arm... "Yu'er, my poor Yu'er, wake up quickly..." This person has been crying for several days, and I am tired even if she is not tired. "Yu'er..." "I heard that! Am I awake? Why are I still crying..." "Doctor, she has been in a coma for so many days, why doesn't she wake up? Doctor... Wuwu..." "Damn it, am I awake? Stop crying! It's so annoying!"
To be precise, I woke up, but I couldn't open my eyes. It seemed like my eyelids were stuck together. I don't know who this woman is. She cried so sadly. Maybe it has something to do with me. "Yu'er, wake up quickly, my mother's eyes are going to go blind from crying." Who is this man? He has been here for several days, mom? That woman is my mother? No way, why don't I remember?
Amnesia? !