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The original owner's body was so weak that she fell into a groggy sleep.

She had a dream in which she actually returned to her research room.

The research room arranged for her by the company is very secretive, and almost no one knows the location of the research room except for the chairman of the company and her assistant.

Nothing had changed, she was touching the table, the computer, the microscope, the syringe she had injected, the test tube that had been discarded on the side.

The computer is on, her WeChat is logged in on the computer, and a lot of information keeps popping up, all of which are messages from her family, asking her where she is.

She touched the keyboard, and in the bottom of her heart there was a sadness after the death of modern times.

She will never see her parents and family again.

Stunned, she saw a bottle of iodophor on the table, which she had brought before injecting herself, because she had been in the research institute for a long time, so there would always be various drugs in the research institute.

She opened the medicine box, and the medicine barely touched.

If she had these medicines, the child would probably be saved.

I don't know how long she slept, and she suddenly woke up from her dream when she heard the babbling sound of the door being pushed.

A maid came in with a lamp, holding a plate of steamed buns in her hand, placing them heavily on the table, and said coldly: "Princess, please eat!" ”

With that, he put the lamp on the table and went out.

Yuan Qing Ling was stunned, it was a dream!

She was really hungry, so she slowly got up and got out of bed and walked over, but her foot suddenly tripped over, and she looked down, only to see a medicine box on the ground.

The blood in her body suddenly froze.

This medicine box is exactly the same as the medicine box in her research institute.

She quickly lifted the medicine box and opened it on the table, and her trembling hand slowly touched the medicine in the medicine box, exactly the same, exactly the same, it was her medicine box in the research institute.

Holding her breath, she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

Soul crossing is already unbelievable enough, and this medicine box is also coming?

No, no, what didn't seem to be there was just that, it was after she dreamed that this medicine box appeared.

What's going on?

She first put the strange power behind her mind and tried to explain the matter from a scientific point of view.

Think of it as a parallel space......

No, no, it doesn't make sense, even if there is a parallel space, she will enter a parallel space by chance, but the brain is hers, and the body is not hers, and there is no way to explain this.

It took a long time for her to calm down.

After hiding the medicine box and gobbling up a few steamed buns, she lay back on the bed and wanted to continue sleeping, to see if she could dream back to the research institute.

However, her heart was surging and excited, and she couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.

Not only that, but for the next two days, she couldn't fall asleep, even if her body was so weak that she didn't have any strength at all, and she couldn't open her eyes, but her brain was still running at high speed, and she couldn't stop.

On the third day, she still couldn't fall asleep.

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, she saw herself like a ghost.

The hair was scattered, the eye sockets were deep, the face was pale, there was a small scar on the center of the eyebrows, and the wound on the wrist was no longer a big problem, but occasionally there was a throbbing pain for a while.

This is a symptom of wound healing.

I don't know what happened to the boy.

She slowly adjusted her thoughts, feeling that it was useless for her to be in a hurry, and that it was better to adapt to the life in front of her first.

So, when the maid brought the food again, she asked, "Green Shoot, how is his grandmother's grandson?" ”

The maid's name is Green Sprout, and she has the memories of the original owner in her head.

Green Sprouts said coldly: "I'm dying, are you happy?"

Why would she be happy?