Before I could have a chance to discuss the details with Lisle*, a vegetable farmer, who was a patient of mine, came by to share an abnormally large pumpkin with me as a thank you.
...Which I immediately made into pumpkin stew.
Doctor!
Thank you for the other day!
You're welcome, but still, that's huge...
Doctor, you need to get some rest.
* You've got dark circles under your eyes. *
*noise/talking*
Ane and Monet, who came to check on me, recommended that I rest.
They said that they would bake a pumpkin cake to celebrate.
...I decided to take them up on their offer...
Is it good?
So sweet...
This is incredibly delicious...!
Lisle was up eating and drinking, as if she hadn't been paralyzed and bedridden the night before.
At that moment, just as I was thinking about focusing on recovering from my amnesia, I received a reply to my letter from my friend.
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