At this moment, the wooden door was pushed open with a creak, and a tall figure squeezed into the house. Her name was Shan Niang. She was the one who took care of her while she was recovering from her injuries. Shen Jinghua jumped off the cliff and was seriously injured. Heavy, almost dead. In fact, I am already dead. If she is not dead, how can her soul be attached to her body?
At that time, Shan Niang and her owner were passing by and rescued her. Shan Niang's owner had to leave because of something urgent, so he found a farmhouse and ordered her to stay and take care of her.
At that time, she was seriously injured and her whole body was in pain. She couldn't bear to cry.
She vaguely remembered that there was a warm and thick palm touching her face and comforting her. His palm was really warm, as if there was a magical power that calmed her down. She remembered that she couldn't help but rub it gently, Greedy for the warmth in his palm.