Although she avoided the impact of the explosion, she realized something was wrong when she noticed she was bleeding from her genitals.
When the words "postpartum hemorrhage" flashed through her mind, she was already prepared to say goodbye to this world.
To her surprise, the bleeding wasn't as much as she had imagined. It wasn't until she belatedly remembered postpartum lochia that she realized she had been overthinking things.
Nevertheless, her physical condition had reached its limit.
Because of severe blood loss and so much post-operative stress, even the strongest person couldn't withstand such devastation.
Fortunately, her space had everything she needed, including blood bags that matched her blood type.
But she would not give herself a blood transfusion from an outsider unless absolutely necessary.
So, dragging her heavy body, she began to replenish her blood through dietary supplements.
With the help of medication, I was able to barely control my dizziness and lightheadedness, and my body was no longer weak and limp.
She was in her postpartum period and should have received better care, but instead of people around her, she was surrounded by the vast ocean.
She didn't even know where she was.
I'm just glad that I kept stockpiling ready-made food in the past, which has given me a magic weapon to replenish my energy without having to cook for myself.
The dogs stayed by her side the whole time. Although they couldn't do anything for her, they at least comforted her lonely heart.
She has always changed and bandaged her own C-section wound.
For the past week, she only moved her body when eating or using the toilet, and spent the rest of the time resting in bed.
In addition to abdominal pain, I also have to press my abdomen from time to time to expel lochia, and I also have to endure the pain of breast engorgement.
Without the three little ones by her side, and unable to take care of herself, and with no plans to go back to find them anytime soon, Grandma ultimately held back, which undoubtedly severed the only link between her and the children, but she was helpless.
After the plane exploded, she dodged into a spatial dimension. After the wreckage sank into the sea, she surfaced again, clung to a piece of wood, and then entered the spatial dimension.
This ensures that it will not sink to the bottom of the sea.
Because of her actions, her wound became infected by seawater. If she hadn't been a doctor herself and knew how to use medicine, she probably wouldn't have seen the sun rise tomorrow.
The sunlight inside was not as glaring as outside. During her postpartum period, her favorite thing to do was to lie on a deck chair, basking in the sun and listening to the sea breeze outside. If a storm occurred at night, she would worry about where she would be blown away.
One day, the plank was swept to a place where she could see lush vegetation. Apart from the cries of seagulls and the sound of waves crashing against the rocks, she knew she had come ashore.
So at dusk, she secretly left the space, and what she saw was indeed a small island.
However, with the ebb and flow of the tides, this island may no longer be visible on the map, but it is large enough to accommodate her alone.
Judging by appearance, this place is about ten acres in size. Although the island is small, it has everything you need.
Despite the biting cold wind, there is still a lot of vegetation struggling to survive here. The hill is not high, but it is still several tens of meters high.
Because it was too cold, she had to go back into the space and wait until the sea was calm and the sun was high in the sky before she could come out and explore, wrapped herself up tightly.
After a week of exploration, she was able to confirm that there was no fresh water on the island, only a small amount of rainwater for the plants and animals to consume.
The animals refer only to birds; without their presence, the island wouldn't have so much vegetation.
Because her body had been severely ravaged, Xiao Jiu stayed in and around the space for a full hundred days until she felt no discomfort, her wounds had been healed by having the stitches removed and scabs scabbed over, and her period returned to normal. Only then did she have time to consider what to do next.
The plane explosion has blocked all her escape routes, so she can no longer go back as Tao Tao.
Then she can only return to China under another identity, but her face is another problem; she might need to have some surgery on her face.
After observing the island for nearly a month and tracking passing ships, they determined that they needed to head southwest.
Then they took out the speedboat, moving around and stopping to avoid passing ships, and finally arrived at the waters near Hong Kong.
By chance, he was rescued by an elderly couple in the fishing village.
The villagers in this fishing village are quite simple and honest. The old couple's son and daughter-in-law went out to sea to fish and never came back.
They were left with grandchildren; the eldest grandson is only ten years old, and the youngest granddaughter is just five. The family is in dire straits.
Xiao Jiu stayed temporarily in their fishing village, lying to the outside world that he had lost his memory after falling into the water and couldn't find his way home.
This also explains why she doesn't speak Cantonese well.
Amnesia? Forgetting one's mother tongue is absurd, but ordinary people won't overthink it.
Because she needed an identity document from her country, she had to do something to get the villagers to help her submit her identity information.
So she set up a clinic in the village, providing free medical care to the local people, but they still had to find their own way to get the medicine.
She has plenty of medicine, but she has no legitimate reason to use it.
After staying in the small fishing village for several months, they obtained the identity information of the old man's daughter-in-law.
Since the two women were of similar age, she took their place.
Of course, she didn't mistreat the elderly either; before leaving, she gave them two gold bars.
The old man declined, but the small bottle of wine was forcefully stuffed into their hands.
“From now on, I will be your daughter-in-law, Zhong Xing. I want to go to the city to work and see if I can find my family.”
I don't have anything else on me. Use these things to exchange for some money, improve your family's situation, and send your two children to school!
Zhong Xing is semi-illiterate, with only a second or third grade level of primary school education. She knows a few characters, but not many.
Now that she has changed her name and is considering plastic surgery, she certainly can't go down the same path as before.
So she decided to start a small business and settle down in Hong Kong first.
With the wave of reform and opening up, exchanges between Hong Kong and the mainland have become more and more frequent.
Although it has not yet been officially returned to China, the export of its culture and the prevalence of illegal immigrants from the mainland have made this place a starting point for many people's dreams of getting rich.
The previous thirty years of hard work and constant travel put me under great pressure, not only physically but also mentally.
After exchanging gold bars for start-up capital under the identity of Zhong Xing, she took over a small shop of 15 square meters.
After the renovation, the store was filled with dried fruits, snacks, and pastries.
Running this shop is easy for her, and all these items are taken directly from her space and sold as soon as they are opened.
If the food isn't sold out on the same day, it will be stored in a space that keeps it fresh and prevents it from spoiling.
To put it bluntly, they want to convert everything in the space into money.
As food safety has become increasingly important, production dates are now being printed on packaging bags.
Her space has a preservation function, so no matter how much food she hoarded before, she couldn't finish it all and had to find a way to get rid of it.
Of course, her kitchen was also busy. When there were no customers, she would learn baking techniques from the detailed introductions in books.
She had everything she needed, including an oven and butter, and Hong Kong also had a health regulatory department, so she had to learn how to make these pastries.
Only then can one cope with a series of inspections...
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