Zhong Lihe was lost in his own thoughts.
They were completely unaware that the person lying on the ice jade bed was trembling slightly.
Li Baobei seemed to see He You rushing towards her after drowning; his eyes were red and bloodshot, and he seemed to be shouting something.
She slowly closed her eyes again, so tired, so unwilling...
A feeling of suffocating helplessness enveloped her again.
She repeatedly struggled on the edge of death, but this time she refused to let it slip away. What is there to worry about?!
A name kept appearing in her mind. She struggled and suddenly opened her eyes, only to find herself lying in a hole, with a cold, transparent jade bed beneath her.
Where is this place?
She looked around with difficulty and saw a blurry figure next to her.
She tried to see the people not far away clearly, but found that her eyes seemed unable to focus, and her whole body was radiating pain.
She tried to speak, but found her voice too hoarse to utter a sound. Any slight exertion caused excruciating pain throughout her body, as if it were being torn apart.
Li Baobei tried to steady her breathing and maintain her original posture. Looking at the still cave ceiling, the pain in her body seemed to lessen slightly.
Zhong Lihe's thoughts drifted back to the medical book in his hand, which he hadn't turned a single page of, when he seemed to see something swaying in the corner of his eye.
Fear instantly swept through his mind. Could this be the legendary zombie resurrection?
His breathing stopped abruptly, and he slowly raised his eyes to look at the ice jade bed. He saw the person lying on the bed with their eyes wide open, staring motionlessly at the ceiling.
Oh My God! ! !
Zhong Lihe was so frightened that the medical book in his hand fell heavily to the ground. At that moment, he completely forgot that he could still move...
*
The morning sunlight streamed through the window, creating dappled light and shadow.
Sunlight shone on the pale, delicate face of the person on the bed. Li Baobei rubbed her eyes, trying to see everything clearly and pull herself back to reality from the dream.
Tears silently streamed down her face; she knew she had come back to life.
It turns out that He Ji was just a figment of her imagination as she faced death.
But the pain in her heart made her feel that he was a living, breathing person, He Ji. He had warmth, she loved him, and she loved him too.
They are the same person.
"Are you Li Nannan, the third young lady of the Prime Minister's residence?" The voice came from outside the bed, and she looked up.
Zhong Lihe slowly walked in carrying a bowl of medicine, gently placed it on the simple bamboo table, and then remained silent.
He tried to convince himself, but the matter was too unbelievable. A person who had been dead for a long time suddenly came back to life. This was definitely not a coincidence!
Everything is connected. Why is her body always so supple? Even with the blessing of the Youthful Beauty Pearl, it's impossible for her to still have the radiance of a living person.
Who exactly is she?
Zhong Lihe was also confused; perhaps she was never the same person she used to be.
Li Baobei felt a little strength returning to her body and struggled to sit up. She looked at Zhong Lihe with clear and innocent eyes, without any concealment, and said, "I... I'm not."
Her face remained unchanged, her skin still fair and radiant, and she was gradually regaining some popularity.
An expression of disbelief flashed in Zhong Lihe's eyes, but it slowly faded away. The world is full of infinite possibilities, and nothing is impossible.
Perhaps she is a goddess who came to heaven to save He You!
Zhong Lihe didn't ask any more questions, leaving everything unsaid. He picked up the medicine and walked towards Li Baobei, saying, "Drink this! I can tell your pulse isn't very stable."
Li Baobei was a little stunned, and Zhong Lihe quickly explained, "This is a tonic to nourish the body and strengthen the foundation."
"Thanks."
She took small sips of the herbal medicine. Although it tasted bitter, it brought a comforting warmth to her stomach.
She raised her eyes, her voice hoarse and expectant: "Where...where is Lord He?"
...
When she woke up again, it was already evening. The sky was gradually darkening. Li Baobei looked out the window listlessly, feeling that everything was so unfamiliar.
There was no He You here, nor He Ji; pain swept over her entire body.
She gradually felt a strange discomfort in her body. Her body seemed to be slowly losing its vitality, as if it was struggling to survive.
"Xiaoyi, are you still there?"
Xiao Yi: "Xiao Yi has always been here, the sixth host."
Li Baobei: "Long time no see! I thought I'd never hear your voice again!" she joked, a pale smile on her face, devoid of any vitality.
Xiao Yi: "Host, although you barely survived this time, the lifespan of this body has been greatly shortened..."
“Ever since the last host chose to stay, everything has started to spiral out of control, Ooyuya…”
silence.
From the moment she first woke up, Li Baobei noticed many changes. She considered many possibilities, but the result she heard was still the worst one, and her heart ached, and her breathing became rapid.
Suppressing her inner pain and fighting back tears, she asked, "How much longer do I have?"
Xiao Yi: "Currently, Xiao Yi's data indicates that the host's lifespan is less than two years..."
Two years?
Her tears shot into the air like silent bullets, each drop freezing into a trace of sorrow.
The sound of weeping echoed in the silent night, as if unbearable grief was tearing at her heart and lungs, instantly drowning out all other sounds around her.
Her body trembled involuntarily, and every tear represented the extreme pain and sorrow in her heart.
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