Mrs. Liu stepped forward to get a closer look at Daya. Suddenly, Daya's hand shot out, grabbed Mrs. Liu's hair, and pulled hard.
Mrs. Liu shrieked in pain, "Let go, you wretched girl! You're killing me!"
After a frantic struggle, Mrs. Liu saw the lock of hair in Daya's hand and was in so much pain she almost slapped her.
Just then, Liu Jian Country came in with the doctor.
Daya tilted her head, one hand stuffed in her mouth, and stared at the doctor, gnawing on her fingers.
The doctor gave Daya a brief examination, but seeing her current state, he became uncertain.
Liu Jian Country timidly asked the doctor, "How is she?"
The doctor shook his head.
Mrs. Liu asked anxiously, "What does that mean, you shaking your head? Don't tell me she's really become a fool?"
The doctor glanced at Daya again. She was still the same—fingers in her mouth, drool trickling down her hand, letting out a vacant giggle from time to time.
