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She lay on the bed looking at the bed curtain above in a daze.
I don¡¯t know how the second master is doing now.
He must be very angry.
Your body is dead.
Shen Wanqing pursed her lower lip.
"You really can't find the whereabouts of the second master?" She couldn't help but ask 748 again.
748¡¯s answer was the same as before: ¡°Sorry host, the distance between us and the sponsor¡¯s father is too far, and I can¡¯t trace the whereabouts of the sponsor¡¯s father.¡±
"But what is certain is that we are currently on the same plane as the sponsor's father, and the sponsor's father also lives in this plane." It paused and added.
Shen Wanqing did not continue to ask any more questions.
According to what the bastard said, it was the forty-fifth year of the Republic of China. She remembered that it was the thirty-fifth year of the Republic of China, which meant that it was ten years later.
The door was pushed open, and she couldn't move her neck. She could only glance at the door casually with her eyes sideways.
She is a middle-aged woman wearing a light blue cheongsam. Her figure and skin are well maintained. She has a gentle temperament and looks intellectual and gentle.
It¡¯s just that his eyes are red, he looks a little haggard, and he doesn¡¯t look very good.
This is the mother of the original owner.
She pursed her lips and looked away again.
Mother Shen pushed the door open and walked in, just in time to see the girl on the bed glance at herself. Mother Shen was immediately overjoyed.
She walked over quickly, the original sadness on her face disappeared.
Mother Shen walked to Shen Wanqing's bedside and held Shen Wanqing's hand while crying with joy.
"Qingqing, you finally woke up. Mom is almost worried about you."
Shen Wanqing had just woken up not long after he had been in a coma for several days. He hadn't eaten anything and had long since lost strength.
She didn¡¯t struggle and let Shen¡¯s mother hold her hand.
Mother Shen sat by the bed, looking at the haggard girl on the bed with distressed eyes.
She blamed with a choked and distressed voice.
"You kid, why can't you think about things so well? If you have anything unhappy or annoying, you can tell your mother, why do you want to commit suicide because you can't think about it!?"
Mother Shen¡¯s eyes were filled with tears as she stroked the girl¡¯s pale cheek.
"Mom, you are the only daughter. If you leave, how will you let my mother live?"
"I'm fine." Her voice was hoarse, sounding like particles being ground on the ground. "I'm thirsty. Can you get me a glass of water?"
Her voice was hoarse due to damage to her vocal cords due to hanging.
Mother Shen nodded quickly, "Okay, okay, mother will get you some water right now."
Shen Wanqing pursed her lips, her lips pale and dry.
Mother Shen turned around and poured a cup of tea. She helped Shen Wanqing up and carefully handed the tea cup to Shen Wanqing's lips.
I haven¡¯t drank water for a long time, and my lips have become dry and peeling.
The cup of tea quickly ran out, and Mother Shen quickly poured her a second cup of tea.
After drinking a few drinks, Shen Wanqing finally felt that his dry and smoking throat felt better.
Mother Shen felt heartbroken when she saw her.
He then coaxed and asked, "You must be hungry after being in a coma for a few days, right? Mom will cook some porridge for you to fill your stomach."
Shen Wanqing was indeed hungry, so he nodded.
"Thank you, sorry for the trouble."
Soon after Mother Shen left, she came back with a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, followed by Father Shen.
Shen¡¯s mother wanted to feed her, but Shen Wanqing refused.
She hanged herself, not cut her wrists, and she could move her hands.
Mother Shen had no choice but to put a small table on the bed and put the porridge on it. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com