After the anesthesia, An Xingxin woke up dimly.

His slightly dull eyes looked around, trying to determine whether he had gone to heaven or hell.

Although I haven't done anything particularly bad since I was a child, I'm not a good person, and there's no hope of seeing angels, but I hope I don't see those strange lonely ghosts.

It's just that Siqing, Sijing, how is it not like heaven, nor is it like hell. This light, this curtain, this ornament, inexplicably looks like the world.

Aren't you dead?

A spirit reacted, and she reached out and pinched her thigh.

Damn, it hurts!

It's really not dead.

There is a dull pain in her stomach, is it possible that as a guinea pig, she still has research value, so she can't die for the time being?

Thinking of this, I was sad again.

Although people die after all, there is still a big difference between early death and late death, especially at an age like a flower, she should cherish life, store energy, and contribute to the party and the country.

No matter what, her realm is still very high, and it is always good for the soldiers to block the water and cover the earth, and to be able to not die.

She rubbed her forehead and tried to sit up, but suddenly felt pain and weakness all over her body.

Has it been studied like this?

She wails!

The nurse next to her saw her wake up, walked over in three or two steps, pressed her on the bed, and whispered, "Miss, you just had appendicitis removal surgery, and you need to stay in bed, and you can't move for the time being." ”

A pair of dying eyes suddenly glared into copper bells, appendicitis removal surgery?

She had appendicitis.

Damn, life is really graceful, she came all the way to the capital, and then was kidnapped here, and then got appendicitis.

Then, she was destined to be unable to move an inch, and she had to lie down in bed to rest.

Grandma, why does God always like to help the bad guys, they tied her up here, and then, without much bragging, they imprisoned her here.

In the following days, An Xingxin's life was worse than death.

The first day of not eating a drop of water was already dying, and she didn't think that she would only be able to drink liquid food for the next few days.

Her chest-beating was heartbreaking.

In the past few days of being in bed, she has been mixed with the middle-aged woman.

This dignified middle-aged woman is called Feng Xia, who is responsible for food, clothing, housing and transportation in this manor, and everyone calls her Sister Feng Xia.

She has a gentle temperament and is polite to others, and the most rare thing is to treat her as a fish that is slaughtered by others.

Watching her bring her a night of porridge, An Xingxin pulled her sleeve pitifully, "Sister Fengxia, you can get me something delicious, I eat this kind of-like thing every day, I am about to have stomach cramps." ”

Sister Fengxia pursed her lips and smiled, and persuaded her with good words, "Miss, stomach cramps are better than stomach perforations, when you get well, let the sky fly and the ground run, what can't you eat." ”

An Xingxin supported her forehead, accepted her fate, and lowered her head to drink porridge.

Sister Fengxia will always be so gentle and decent, polite and thoughtful, but she will never let go of what she should insist on.

can be regarded as seeing through it, the people in this house are all organized and regular.

She suddenly felt that she was a little bit of a winged and difficult to fly.

It's a bad feeling.

She drank the porridge with hulala, pulled the quilt, covered her head and fell asleep.

In this kind of situation where the enemy is strong and I am weak, the only thing she can do is to rest and recuperate, and strive to climb out of here one day.

In the capital, there is her ambition that has not been rewarded!

How could she die before she left the school?