Shortly after, the medical examiner arrived. “Are you the deceased’s family?” Qiao Yu clutched the body, already growing cold and stiff, and slowly lifted her head. *Deceased?* “My mother isn’t dead,” she pleaded. “She’s just asleep. Doctor, you have to save her… She was in a coma before, for years, but she woke up. So… she’ll wake up again.” The medical examiner was no stranger to scenes of grief