Chapter 328: If She Dies, Will He Still Be Able to Sleep Peacefully in His Life?
This time the blow was particularly hard, Zhou Lanxiang was so painful that her eyes turned black, and she sank to the bottom of the water with Fubao.
The child in her arms was wrapped tightly around her, falling on her like a stone, and she was so painful and dizzy that she struggled to get up from the bottom of the water, and she had choked several mouthfuls of water.
She had just emerged from the water, and was ventilating violently, when there was a sound of wind above her head, and the man hit her with another blow!
Zhou Lanxiang couldn't dodge and was hit on the head again.
The blood on her head mixed with the water blurred her eyes, and she only felt that her body was getting heavier and heavier, and the strength of the stroke was getting smaller and smaller, and she was already sinking to the bottom of the water uncontrollably.
She tried her best to dodge the stick that had been smashed down, and her eyes turned black for a while, and she only instinctively ducked into the middle of the river.
The child on her body had also been hit with a few sticks in the dodge, and the hands and feet wrapped around her had no strength, and she had no energy to look at the people on the shore while dodging the paddling.
Fortunately, the man didn't seem to know how to swim, and when she swam to the center of the river, the stick that kept falling down didn't keep up.
But Zhou Lanxiang's head became more and more dizzy, the river in front of her was stained red with her blood, she felt that her strength was quickly flowing with the blood on her body, and she couldn't see the front clearly, so she only pulled the child by instinct and tried to swim to the other side.
The child in her arms also completely let go of her, but it was much better to carry than before.
Finally able to touch the reeds on the shore, the river has risen sharply recently, and the reeds in the shallows have been almost submerged, Zhou Lanxiang tightly pulled the reeds and swam hard to the shore.
She could not see anything clearly, and with only the best strength she had to push the child ashore, and then she was drowned out by the loud noise, and completely unconscious.
When Zhou Lanxiang regained consciousness, her body was as uncomfortable as a fire, and her head and body hurt so much that she didn't have the strength to open her eyes.
It took a long time before she barely opened her thousand-pound eyelids, and it turned out that she was lying on the grass in the space.
When she saved Fubao, she also thought about hiding in the space, but unfortunately only she could get in here, and no other people and animals could enter, so she had to give up.
It may have been the last moment of complete coma, and she tried her best to hide herself with the last trace of self-preservation.
Thinking about the situation before she fell unconscious, she heard the loud rumbling sound that should be the sound of the upstream flood.
Fortunately, she had a space, otherwise she would have been swept away by the flood and drowned.
There were bursts of throbbing pain in her head, her whole body was weak and dizzy from excessive blood loss, and she wanted to raise her hand to touch the wounds on her head and body, but she didn't even have the strength to move her fingers.
On her head was the small tree that had only two oranges, and slowly turned her head, and the grass where she was lying was already stained red with blood, and a lot of her blood seeped into the orange tree.
Zhou Lanxiang felt that her body was getting colder and colder, and her eyes were getting more and more blurred, and she soon fell into a coma again.
When I opened my eyes again, I was awakened by pain, much more severe than the first time, the head, back, limbs, and even the internal organs were hurting, as if they were burning alive, dry and painful, as if they were going to burn the whole body.
She was still lying on the grass in the space, in the same position as the last time she woke up, only this time it was more uncomfortable.
Zhou Lanxiang felt that she was about to be scorched, she tried hard to go to the creek to drink some water, but as soon as she moved her fingers, she felt a sharp pain, and her body was completely weak, and she couldn't cross it at a distance of only ten meters.
I wanted to use my consciousness to pick a tomato from the vegetable field to eat, but as soon as I moved this thought, I felt a sharp pain, and my eyes turned black for a while, and I almost fainted again.
She knew she was having a high fever, and if she didn't find a way to do it, she might burn to death here. After a long pause, I tried again, but there was nothing but another sharp pain.
If you don't think about it, you're really going to die here, she was anxiously trying to find a way, and suddenly something smashed into her hand, cool and moist, it turned out to be an orange on the tree!
These two oranges have been there since she found the space, when they were already half-ripe, she went to see them almost every day for two years, and recently found that almost the entire orange has turned orange-red, she has tried to pick it a few times, but the oranges are the same as welding on the tree, no matter how hard she can't pick them.
It should be completely ripe today before it falls off on its own, right?
Zhou Lanxiang clenched the orange with the only trace of strength, and when she recognized the lord in this space, she passed on her consciousness, the orange on this tree has the effect of healing all diseases and prolonging life, and let her choose when the space recognizes the lord, whether this orange is effective for her or for others.
She didn't hesitate to choose to be effective for others at that time, because she wanted to give Xiaoshan and Xiaojin.
Zhou Lanxiang gently held the orange, and the other one also fell into her hand, but she didn't even have the strength to pick it up. Now that the oranges are finally ripe, she may never have a chance to give them again.
Zhou Lanxiang held the orange and fainted again, this time she didn't faint for too long, as if she had just remembered the tears shed by Xiaoshan and Xiaojin and woke up again before they dried. I still have a high fever on my body, but I have a little strength, and although I can't sit up and move, I can raise my hand.
She still holds the orange-red orange in her hand, fresh and full, and the rich fruit aroma lingers around her, and she knows that it must be sweet and sour when she smells it.
Zhou Lanxiang was suffering from a high fever, and every drop of water in her body was about to be boiled dry, and such an orange in front of her eyes was too attractive to her.
She endured and endured, and finally gently put down the orange she was holding. This is no ordinary orange, she has to leave it to Xiaoshan and Xiaojin.
Zhou Lanxiang's consciousness began to blur again, and she slowly stopped feeling pain on her body, only feeling that her whole person began to drift, and even the things in front of her began to distort and blur.
She's not going to faint now, she's going to die.
In her previous life, she was like this before she died, there was no pain in her body, and she even felt very comfortable in a fluttering way, death was like a trap full of illusions, making her herself willingly close her eyes and give up the last breath she was supporting.
When her eyes slowly closed, but her body seemed to be about to float up, and finally there was still a trace left and was about to be completely closed, she felt a sudden pain in her heart, what should she do if Han Jin died?
Is she going to throw him off again?
In her past and present lives, how many times did she want to make him sad?
She has been gone for two years, and he now has to visit her at least twice a night to feel at ease, so that he has to wake up several times every night, and he can't rest well at all.
He had been carefully hiding, and she didn't dare to say anything, but every few days he was so tired that he would quietly curl up beside her and fall asleep, and go back the next morning while she wasn't awake.
If she dies, will he still be able to sleep peacefully in this life?
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