Bang, bang, bang.
A sudden knock at the door startled Winter.
"Winter, Winter, are you home?"
A familiar voice came from outside. It was Renee's mother.
Winter hurried over and opened the door. "What's wrong, Mrs. Jenny?"
A dark-skinned woman in her forties or fifties stood at the door, her face covered in tears as she said anxiously, "Renee-Renee suddenly collapsed while she was eating just now, and she won't wake up. Her father is out. You're the only one who can help us now, Winter!"
"Don't panic, Mrs. Jenny. I'll go right now and take Renee to the clinic!"
With that, he ran all the way to Renee's house and immediately spotted her lying unconscious on the floor.
"Renee, Renee!"
Winter rushed forward, calling loudly, but got no response. He scooped her up and sprinted toward a clinic on the island.
Twenty minutes later.
After examining Renee, the clinic's doctor frowned deeply. "I'm sorry... I can't tell why she fell unconscious, or why she won't wake up."
"Oh, heavens."
Mrs. Jenny swayed, nearly losing her footing.
Winter quickly helped her sit on the sofa, then stared at the doctor. "What do we do now? We can't just keep waiting, can we?"
The doctor shook his head with a bitter expression. "I can't treat her at random when I can't find anything wrong, can I? Perhaps... you could take her to Bayam. There are doctors from Loen there whose medical skills are far better than mine."
"But..."
Winter hesitated. He feared Renee had some acute illness and wouldn't last until they reached Bayam-the earliest boat to Bayam wasn't until nine tomorrow morning, after all, and the voyage would take another five hours.
Just then, Renee's body began convulsing violently, her expression twisting in pain. The sight badly frightened even the