Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Zheng Bao, among the mediocre masses, you are my radiant light— Huo Beiyu
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“Aunt Qin, Zheng’er was already weak, and she had been in the river for too long. Now she has a persistent high fever and no will to live. I’m afraid she won’t make it. You should go to town and find workers to dig a grave and bury her.”
Yun Zheng was half-asleep, feeling a dull, aching headache. Her body was burning hot, and she felt weak and sore, as if she had just run a marathon.
A rough voice was speaking in her ear, but her eyelids felt like lead, and she couldn’t open her eyes.
But when she heard someone say that they were going to dig a grave and bury her, she wished she could do a somersault to show that she wasn’t dead yet!
She had only fallen asleep because she was tired while researching viruses in the lab. How did it turn into her having a persistent high fever after being in the river for too long?
Did she sleepwalk and jump into the river in her dream or something?
Besides, she had finally waited until that paranoid tycoon died, regained her freedom and a wonderful life, achieved great success in her career, and was living a comfortable and fulfilling life. How could she have lost the will to live?
“Quack doctor!”
Yun Zheng coldly roared in her heart, while the Qin family, upon hearing the barefoot doctor’s words, were completely dumbfounded.
Qin Baishi clung to the headboard and wailed, “My dear daughter, you must pull yourself together. I told you long ago that you are still young and will have the chance to meet a good man in the future. That ungrateful Xu Zhiqing is not a good match for you. Why can’t you think straight?”
Qin Zhihua also cried her heart out, “My dear Zheng’er, my precious darling, how can I live if you die? I’m counting on you…”
“Fifth sister, please don’t die! Our family can’t live without you!”
The other descendants of the Qin family also cried out in grief.
Only the older men did not show their emotions outwardly, but the grief in their eyes was obvious.
“What fifth sister, sixth sister? I’m the ninth sister! This is so noisy! Is this some kind of opera performance?!”
Yun Zheng struggled to open her eyes a crack, only to see a large group of unfamiliar people surrounding her. Her brow twitched involuntarily.
Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
How can there be so many strangers? Who are they? Why do they seem to know me?
It must be a dream, it must be a dream!
Yun Zheng tightly closed her eyes, forcing herself to wake up.
But the wailing around her grew louder and louder, like thousands of tiny bees buzzing in her ears.
She could vaguely hear people discussing where to dig a grave to bury her…
Yun Zheng’s head throbbed as she opened her eyes wide, weakly reaching out her hand, her breath coming in uneven gasps,
“No, don’t bury me, I think I can still be saved…”
“Nan Nan, you’re awake, you’re alright.”
Qin Baishi exclaimed in surprise, her red eyes fixed on the awakened girl, as if she had found a treasure.
“You…”
Yun Zheng looked at the elderly woman with gray hair, who was gazing at her with loving eyes, in confusion. Before she could react, Qin Baishi hugged her tightly.
“That’s wonderful, little girl, you finally made it through! You scared me to death!”
Yun Zheng was forced to lie against the old woman’s chest. The old woman was wearing a thin jacket, and her skin was soft and warm, emitting a comforting scent.
It was the fragrance of unprocessed, natural handmade soap, and Yun Zheng couldn’t help but take a deep breath.
She stood there blankly, unresponsive. Qin Baishi, thinking she was still terrified, felt a pang of heartache. She patted Yun Zheng’s back, her weathered face wrinkling, and whispered,
“Are you hungry? Grandma will kill the old hen and make you some soup. Be a good girl, okay?”
Then she looked at Qin Zhihua, who was about to come and comfort Yun Zheng, and said,
“Go kill the old hen in the yard. Yun Zheng suffered a lot this time; she needs to be well-nourished.”
Qin Zhihua longed to be close to her daughter, but hearing this, she could only leave, turning back several times. Anyway, her daughter had already woken up; there would be plenty of opportunities later.
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