After leaving the apartment, Bertha Swift stood dazed on the street for quite a while. Finally, she walked into a pharmacy, bought some medicine according to her symptoms, and then found a cheap hotel nearby. She ate a little to fill her stomach, swallowed the medicine, and fell asleep wrapped in a blanket.
The despairing emotions from last night had faded away, and Bertha Swift realized she must quickly recover to deal with everything that lies ahead.
She slept for a whole day. When she finally woke up, the sky was already dark. Covered in sweat, Bertha Swift felt her forehead; it wasn't as scorching hot as it was before she slept, but the fever hadn't fully subsided. Her entire body ached painfully due to the fever. She forced herself to sit up and saw the phone by her bedside flashing continuously.
