Ye Qingqing woke up in pain.

Headaches, face pains, neck pains, shoulder pains, hand pains, leg pains......

Especially this one hurts the face.

It's not that she thinks about it much, although she doesn't have the same experience, she feels that she should be fanned by someone.

This discovery made her angry, but when she saw her surroundings in a daze, she was even more confused.

Green paint on a white background, white curtain and white bed.

She seems to be in the hospital, very old-fashioned, the kind that you only see in period dramas.

Did she pass out in her sleep? Is she really sick?

There was a sudden tingling pain on her left wrist, and she looked down to see a thick circle of gauze, wrapping her entire wrist, and there were faint blood stains on the gauze, hidden under the outermost layer of gauze, and it looked like it wanted to seep out.

She's stupid, what's this...... Cut your wrists?

Who cut it? Am I on my own? I'm so myself when I sleep?

She was getting more and more confused, and even looking at the hands that didn't look like her own, she had a kind of awareness, but this realization was not clear, and she slowly raised her hands - to touch her face.

There was a sudden sound of rapid footsteps outside, and a middle-aged woman tore open the white curtain in front of the window, and when she saw her, she was stunned for a moment, and then walked over with her eyes open, and raised her hand to her is palm!

Ye Qingqing was caught off guard, she was slapped and lay on her side on the bed, her left side of her face was already in pain, but it was even hotter at this time, she felt that her jaw bone was about to dislocate, and she felt numb for a while, but she didn't feel pain yet!

When the pain broke through the numbness and hit quickly, she screamed in pain, covered her face and turned back angrily, but saw the middle-aged woman's face full of tears, and she couldn't cry, as if she was beaten.

"Death!" The woman scolded, tears erupting, "How did I give birth to such a thing!" Money won't be made! The days will not pass! For a prisoner in labor! Dead or alive! What are you trying to do?! What do you think you're trying to do?! We raised you that big! What about your conscience?! Where is your conscience?! How do you have the face to die?! ”

Ye Qingqing listened in a daze, she wanted to cry a little when she scolded her, this woman gave her a familiar feeling as soon as she appeared, so familiar that she couldn't get angry when she looked at her face, she felt dazed and sad, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

The woman scolded for a while, the more she scolded, the more she cried, she was tired of standing behind, and she simply wanted to sit at the foot of her bed and continue, Ye Qingqing was scared for a while, lest this would open the endless mode, and just wanted to do something to break the deadlock, she saw a hand suddenly reach in and tear the bed tent open, revealing a group of people.

The leader was a doctor, and behind him stood two nurses, and behind him stood a young man, who looked very familiar, and when he saw her, he was excited at first, and then snorted, and turned his face away with a tense face.

It seems that she really committed suicide, Ye Qingqing thought to herself, if her relatives committed suicide, she would definitely not give a good face...... Whatever the reason.

As soon as the doctor came, the middle-aged woman just sat down and stood up again, wiped her tears with her sleeve, and choked up: "Doctor, look at her ......"

The doctor glanced at Ye Qingqing, took the record board in the nurse's hand casually, glanced at it, and said, "Ye Atang? ”

Ye Qingqing: ......

There was a bang in her head, and suddenly there was a feeling that her soul was out of her body, and her body suddenly became cold, as if the whole person was floating, and it seemed to be immersed in water, even her brain, in the fog, countless audio-visual pictures rushed into her mind, spinning and jumping in her chaotic mind.

She closed her eyes.

"What's wrong? What's uncomfortable? The doctor's voice came closer, and suddenly raised, "What's the matter, your face is even more swollen?" ”

"I, I hit ......," the woman admitted immediately, weak, "I can't get angry." ”

"Then you can't hit the patient, she is already dizzy from ischemia, you still slap your face, and you are on the same side! The strength is still strong! It's not bad to be dizzy! After the doctor finished training, he turned around and called her again, "Ye Atang, Ye Atang, do you remember your name?" Know who you are, don't you? ”

Ye Qingqing closed her eyes tightly, her eyelids were beating violently and irrepressibly, and the memories far beyond her actual supposed age were rolling in her mind.

It took a long time for her to slowly open her eyes, smiling, but tears slipped down.

"Well, remember," her voice trembled uncontrollably, "I'm Ye Atang." ”