"How... did I... get down from the mountain?"
Holding a paper cup of hot water, Xu Nian did not understand what their Intent was.
She repeated the question word by word.
Her expression was genuinely bewildered.
The two men exchanged an almost imperceptible glance. One stood beside the head of Xu Nian's bed, while the other remained seated in a chair beside her and continued questioning her.
"Yes, that's right. That's still what we're asking.
Can you remember how you got down from the mountain?"
Xu Nian still looked utterly confused.
Seeing the young woman's expression, the two men in the room exchanged another glance. The one holding a notebook took out his phone and asked, "Do you know what day it is?"
Xu Nian shook her head.
The man turned his phone screen toward Xu Nian, and she sluggishly checked the date.
2124/4/18
She held her head. The fever had slowed her thinking.
Fortunately, she soon caught on.
More than two days had passed?
Had she been unconscious for two days?
She held the steaming hot water beneath her nose and felt a little better. Only then did she speak in a small voice. "I don't know. People carried me down from the mountain."
Xu Nian sounded certain.
"Are you sure? Are you certain someone carried you down from the mountain?"
The man's question left no room for doubt.
"I'm sure."
Xu Nian answered.
"You couldn't have been carried down from the mountain, Xu Nian. Here's the news."
The man tapped his phone a few more times and handed it to Xu Nian. She glanced at it and saw news reports from several days ago.
[Flash floods erupt, mudslides strike six areas in Western Hunan...]
[Extreme weather events growing increasingly frequent...]
[Notice concerning the protection of tourists deep in