Ling Yue slowly opened her eyes, her head felt heavy, and she felt dizzy. It took her a while to wake up.

Sitting up, feeling a slight pain all over her body, she frowned, exhaled a deep breath, and looked around subconsciously, her eyes suddenly filled with shock...

The unfamiliar environment, the antique furnishings and decorations, the green smoke coiling in the incense burner, and the faint fragrance exuding in the air, all of these are so strange to Ling Yue.

Where is this place?

Isn't she dead?

She was obviously killed by the bomb?

She was obviously on a fighter jet, and while fighting anti-terrorism agents, the fighter jet was hit by a missile and exploded. At that time, she even felt that her body was torn apart.

So, how could she, who was already dead, appear here?

Ling Yue's forehead was clenched tightly, her face full of confusion and doubts.

There were footsteps outside the door, making Ling Yue immediately alert.

The door was pushed open, and a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old walked in, carrying a tray and wearing strange clothes. Ling Yue had only seen this kind of clothes on ancient TV.

The little girl seemed to feel her gaze, raised her eyes to look at her, her expression was obviously stunned, and then she immediately said happily.

"Miss... you finally woke up. This time, you scared me to death. How are you feeling? Do you still feel any pain?"

Lian Xiang put down the tray, walked quickly to Ling Yue's bed, and looked up and down her body with uneasy eyes.

After confirming that there was no big problem with Ling Yue, she thought about it for a few days and finally gave up.

"Miss, next time, don't let me scare you like this. I am timid and have a weak heart. If you don't scare me, if you scare me like this again, maybe the person lying on the bed will become a slave."

Slave...?

Ling Yue was confused in her mind about this strange yet familiar title. The title slave seemed to have nothing to do with the 21st new century, right?

Is that a title that only appears in slave societies and ancient TV dramas?

Ling Yue looked around again, suppressing the shock and surprise in her heart...

what is this?

Is it a miracle?

It's really magical. Did something go wrong with her soul when she went to hell to report to hell, so that she was hacked here?

This kind of miracle may be one in a billion, but this kind of miraculous thing happened to her.

I don’t know if this is a good thing or unfortunate. In any case, she is reborn, right? Is she reborn?

Lianxiang, who hadn't seen her speak for a long time, immediately felt relieved and asked with a worried look on her face, "Miss, what's wrong with you? Are you still feeling unwell? I'll call a doctor for you right away."

.”

After saying that, Lianxiang was about to run out...

"Wait..." Ling Yue immediately stopped her. She had been in a coma for several days, and her voice was as hoarse as a duck's quack.

Lian Xiang stopped immediately. Ling Yue cleared her throat and wanted to ask her something, but her throat was so dry that she almost got angry.

Seeing this, Lianxiang brought over the bowl of soup she had just brought and sat beside the bed, "Miss, you have been in a coma for three days. I gave you medicine before, but you didn't drink much. It will make your throat uncomfortable."

, the doctor said it’s normal, as long as you drink more water, you will recover naturally.”

"Miss, I will drink medicine for you."

"No, I'll do it myself..."
Chapter completed!