C92 I Am a Fool Who Do Not Know What Is Good for Me

I was half asleep when someone knocked on my door. I said I was asleep, then closed my eyes and went back to sleep.

But I can't sleep, face has a burning gaze, opened my eyes, Ann Muye is standing at the end of my bed looking at me.

"I heard you're sick?"

"No, maybe he ate too much at noon and had indigestion." I sat up and turned on the lamp.

Ann Muye was wearing pajamas, slippers