Next was treatment. The whole group was busy for two days and two nights. The weak girl lying on the bed slowly woke up.

Bertha's head hurt like a hammer. After waking up, the first thing she called was still that name.

“Derek…”

Even though her throat was hoarse, Venn sitting on the edge of the bed could still hear it.

He sighed softly, in his hand cooling the chicken soup that Aunt Jinna had just stewed for Bertha. “Bertha, forget him, I believe that in the future you will meet ...