Hong Ziweng took it and looked fiercely at Su Qian who was lying on the ground, "You still want to kill me?"
Holding a short knife, he slowly approached her and said, "Today I will let you know who died at whose hands!"
Su Qian frowned and moved back... Although facing impending death, she did not feel a trace of fear in her heart, only confusion.
Why had she been sent to this era? Why had she been given such an almost impossible task? Why had she been the one to die?
If it was just her, it would be fine, but because of her, others were implicated.
Yan Xuanye and Lu Huan, I don’t know what their current situation is.
Zitan, such a lively person, died in front of her eyes... The black wound on her shoulder was clearly caused by poisoning. Zitan died to protect her.
Su Qian was becoming more and more annoyed with this mission. Of all the people in China, why was she chosen to travel here?
Why her?
Now, she is about to die for the second time, and she doesn’t know how many times she will die like this in the future.
If possible, she would rather die here than have to come here a third time.
The last time she was resurrected in the grove, she felt more relieved, but this time, she felt more annoyed.
Please, don't revive me again.
I don't want to experience a third death or restart the game again.
Let this absurd game end here.
Hong Ziweng stood in front of her with a dagger in hand, but he did not see any nervousness or fear in Su Qian's eyes. He felt that this was far from enough. He wanted her to be scared, and wanted Su Qian to kneel in front of him and beg him bitterly.
But Su Qian didn't. No one knew what she was thinking about. She actually gave a calm and composed smile, then slowly closed her eyes and rushed towards the direction where he raised the knife.
Hong Ziweng and the men in black stood there in shock. Neither of them had expected that she would have such calm courage.
The dagger hit Su Qian right in the middle of her throat, and blood gushed out from the corner of her mouth. Su Qian coughed violently, and a large amount of blood spurted out, all of which was spat onto the clothes of Hong Ziweng in front of her.
Hong Ziweng let go of his hand tremblingly, and Su Qian fell to the ground with the knife still stuck in his neck.
Hong Ziweng withdrew his hand helplessly and looked at the man in black in panic, "She...she!?"
The man in black looked expressionlessly at Su Qian, who was lying on the ground and twitching a few times. "She's not going to survive. There's no need to worry about her."
"Go and kill the maid who drugged her, lest our plan be ruined."
Hong Ziweng didn't notice that the wound on his cheek had turned black. The poison had entered the facial nerves and blood vessels and was spreading to the blood system and tissue cells throughout the body.
Although the wound is not serious, it won't last long. Perhaps he will die here before tomorrow morning...
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Su Qian felt like she had slept for a very long time. She almost couldn't wake up from this sleep.
She could feel people talking around her as she lay in bed, but she couldn't quite make out what they were saying.
My head was splitting as a lot of things and images were stirring in my mind. Many unfamiliar memories and images came flooding back at the same time, making it difficult for me to calm down for a long time...
The doctor came over, took a look at Su Qian who was carried out of the ICU ward, and sighed silently.
Su Qian moved her fingers slowly, and gradually, she could hear the subtle hissing sound of the oxygen cylinder delivering oxygen and the ticking sound of the surrounding instruments.
Is this in the hospital?
I really traveled back in time!
Is the condition for traveling back in time to be willing to die?
Or was it that this wasn't a time travel at all, but rather a long and absurd nightmare she had?
If it was really just a dream, why did those emotions like heartache and fear feel so real? It was as if I had experienced it myself.
Before she could investigate further, she heard two voices that she least wanted to hear.
Her adoptive mother, Chen Feng, asked in an extremely harsh voice, "Did you find your wallet?"
Adoptive father Li Pingqiang was rummaging through Su Qian's bag, his tone unhappy, "I'm still looking, why are you rushing me?"
Chen Feng: "I told her she was a money-loser. I shouldn't have let her go to high school in the first place. She's become wild. And she went on a trip after the college entrance exam? Now look what happened. She fell and became a vegetable."
Su Qian was shocked. A vegetative state?
It can’t be that tragic, that he becomes a vegetable right after coming back?
At this time, she heard her adoptive son Li Suhao correct her, "Mom, don't talk nonsense. The doctor just said that Qianqian's head injury is quite serious, and there is still a chance of recovery in the future."
Chen Feng snorted coldly, "There's a chance? How long does it take to be considered a chance? I've already been staying in the ICU for two days and spent several thousand. I don't know how much it will cost. Maybe it will cost tens of thousands."
"She's such a money-loser! We should have sent her to work in a factory to earn some money, so she wouldn't have lost everything now."
Li Pingqiang searched through her luggage and finally found her wallet. He said happily, "Here it is!"
Chen Feng took the wallet from him, took out the banknotes inside and counted them, "One thousand five hundred and sixty-two yuan and fifty cents."
"Pah! After three years of working part-time in high school, plus scholarships and grants, this is all she got. This damn girl must have spent it all herself."
"Bitch!"
Li Pingqiang carefully searched his wallet again and found a bank card. "There's another bank card here! Maybe there's money in it!"
"Let's go, let's get her discharged quickly. Don't keep wasting money here."
The doctor approached from a distance and asked, "Hello, ma'am. Didn't you say you wanted to transfer this little girl to another hospital? Just now, from what I heard, it didn't sound like you were going to transfer her, but rather to discharge her."
Chen Feng puffed out his chest and said fiercely, "Is it not possible for me to get my daughter discharged first and then take her to another hospital for treatment?!"
"Your hospital is a man-eating den of evil! My daughter was admitted to your hospital and became a vegetable after two days of treatment. How dare I let her be treated here?"
The doctor looked at the woman in front of him, whose face was filled with harshness and calculation. "Family member, this hospital is not a place where you can speak nonsense. This patient simply suffered a head injury and hasn't woken up yet. Our hospital has never issued a notice stating that this patient is in a vegetative state. Please don't speak nonsense!"
Chen Feng crossed his arms and said in a commanding tone, "Okay, then you handle the discharge procedures for her. We need to transfer her to another hospital."
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