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In a daze, someone opened his mouth with a hard object, and when the warm soup was poured into his mouth, there was a burst of bitterness from the tip of his tongue. Zhang Ping instinctively wanted to spit out the bitterness, only to feel that his body was covered with water at this time. Powerless, even his tongue could only move slowly, while the bitter water flowed down his throat and poured into his intestines and stomach, there was an unspeakable itching in his throat, which made him want to cough, but every cell in his body seemed to have been There is no strength to tremble.

One spoon after another, I don't know how long it took before the person who fed him the bitter water stopped. Immediately, someone wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth with a silk cloth, and there was a low whisper from his ears. Zhang Ping didn't know what was wrong with him, but felt that his head was very dizzy, and he fell into a deep sleep after a while.

Beside the bed, a woman in a long red dress handed the porcelain bowl in her hand to the maid next to her. She stared at the man who had been in a coma for three days in a daze. After a while, she sighed softly, with a bitter expression on her face. Moved to the side.Seeing the woman in red leave the bed, the other maid hurriedly stepped forward to look at the man on the bed. After not seeing him wake up for a long time, she glanced at the woman in red with unkind eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Ping's mouth was tilted open again, and his sleepy mind also woke up. He wanted to open his eyes to see where he was, but he felt that his eyelids seemed to be heavy. He couldn't open it. What was fed into his mouth this time was not bitter water, but light rice porridge. After eating a few mouthfuls, he gained some strength. Although he still couldn't open his eyes, his thoughts gradually became clear.

Morning, going to work, almost late... car, traffic light, yes, I was in a car accident in order to catch up with time, but, but the green light was already on at that time. With the recovery of memory, Zhang Ping regretted for a while, regretting that he should not fight for In those two or three seconds, otherwise there would not be a car accident.

I am in the hospital now, Zhang Ping thought.

After a while, the person who fed the porridge stopped, as if he had finished feeding the rice. Zhang Ping was anxious, so he wanted to ask for another bowl. He understood that the injured person had to eat as much as possible. , he can recover faster, but for some reason, his body doesn't listen to him at all, as if it is not his own. Just when he was nervous and weak, there was a loud bang in the depths of his brain, and a burst of pain Yan's pain came from his mind, he let out a cold snort in pain, and then there was a muffled voice next to his ears, presumably the people in the room saw him moving and went to the doctor.

Just when he was in a daze, some strange and familiar memories came like a flood.

Lin Jingzhi?

Who is Lin Jingzhi?

How can I have another person's memory?After Zhang Ping was stunned for a moment, he felt flustered. He wanted to open his eyes as soon as possible to see where he was. At this moment, a sad voice suddenly came from his ear,

"Respect, my good grandson, wake up quickly, you can't leave me alone as an old woman..." As the voice sounded, he felt a person lying on his chest, pressing He was depressed for a while, but he didn't care about it, because he was even more depressed because he was not Lin Jingzhi, but Zhang Ping, Zhang Ping!

The person crawling on top of him was crying very sadly. The choking sound seemed to be connected with the body with flesh and blood. As the nose moved, the eye sockets were sore, tears overflowed from the eye sockets, and slowly slid down the face.

"Old Madam, the second master is crying, look, the second master is crying!" A surprised voice suddenly sounded, and there was another panic in the room. Immediately, Zhang Ping felt the person on his body leave the bed , and then someone grabbed his wrist, as if he was checking his pulse.

Zhang Ping's heart gradually cooled down, and two large characters appeared in his mind, 'Traveling! '

How can I go through it myself?Could it be that the self in another world is dead?Thinking of this, Zhang Ping only felt heartbroken. When he was a child, there was an earthquake in his hometown. In order to protect him, his parents used their flesh and blood to support him with a living space. He will never forget the faint feeling when his parents passed away. eyes, and fading eyes,

"Son, after we leave, you must live strong!" For more than ten years, the voices of his parents still seemed to ring in his ears, but in the end he failed to do so, and he failed his parents' ardent expectations during his lifetime.

Drops of tears gushed out again, soaking the white pillow towel under her body.

There is nothing more sad than death, and just when Zhang Ping was feeling lifeless, Lin Jingzhi's memory suddenly flooded out, occupying the high ground in his mind. Immediately, a man's 17-year growth trajectory was laid out in front of him.

From memory, I know that the old woman who just choked up and cried is Lin Jingzhi's grandma. Smart and eager to learn, he won the Juren at the age of fourteen, but fortune and misfortune depend on each other. Just when he was proud, his parents died of illness. When he returned home, he was unable to see his parents for the last time.

On the day when he returned home, Lin Jingzhi locked himself in the house for two days and two nights, and then vowed not to get fame in the exams, nor to recite poems to fight against others!The reason why his parents died of illness was precisely because he knew that he was quite arrogant in his bones, and his temper was too persistent. If he failed in the exam, he would be sad. First, Lin's mother was worried and became sick, and she left first, and then her father was too sad , passed away.

While his thoughts were surging, Zhang Ping felt a little bit of sympathy for Lin Jingzhi's grandmother. When his son and daughter-in-law died, he had already experienced a white person sending a black person to him, and his grandson had been sick for many years since the age of 14, and his body gradually became thinner. It's a poor man.

As Lin Jingzhi's memory rolled, Zhang Ping was shocked. It turned out that this Lin Jingzhi had married a fourth-bedroom concubine, a regular wife. Let's not mention the fourth-bedroom concubine, but this regular wife was the cause of Lin Jingzhi's death. !

mad!

This Lin Jingzhi was so mad at him by his wife!

The Lin family is a well-known noble family in Los Angeles, with a population of more than five hundred people. It is known that Lin Jingzhi suddenly yelled when he lifted his bride's hijab on the day he got married, "So it's you", he vomited three liters of blood, and fainted on the spot. However, he didn't know that this Lin Jingzhi had bumped into this bride by accident, and had been entangled with others on the street.

And this entanglement made Zhang Ping a little wry. According to Lin Jingzhi's memory, he just bumped into the bride and said a few words with a man on the street at that time, and the man seemed to be interested in the bride and was not They were just acquaintances, the two of them didn't flirt or flirt, and they didn't flirt with each other. On the contrary, they seemed to be arguing, and that's all, they made Lin Jingzhi, who valued etiquette and teaching, very angry to death!

Zhang Ping is a modern person, so naturally he doesn't get into the horns, but he has some sympathy for the bride. On the wedding day, her husband vomited blood and fainted. Thinking about his life in the future, he might struggle. Thinking of this, he has the idea of ​​surviving again. , not for myself, only for this poor old man and that poor bride.

In addition, although this body is not his, but the soul has not dissipated, remembering the instructions of his parents when he was young, he made up his mind to live a good life.

From now on, he will be Lin Jingzhi!

At this moment, a voice came from his ear again, it was Mrs. Lin's voice, "Yu Xiang, Jingzhi's illness is better?"

The woman in red who gave Zhang Ping the medicine was Lin Jingzhi's official wife Tang Yuxiang. Tang Yuxiang was frowning at this moment, carefully feeling Lin Jingzhi's pulse. Speaking of which, Tang Yuxiang and Lin Jingzhi's four concubines were also pitiful. People, because the reason why they married into the Lin Mansion was not because of the orders of their parents or the words of the matchmaker, but because of the joy of Lin Jingzhi who had been seriously ill for many years!

The Lin family is not only rich, but Lin Jingzhi is also a well-known talent, so many people are willing to marry their daughters into the Lin family. As long as they can marry the Lin family, there will be benefits in the future. In this era where men are superior to women, there are too many People don't care whether their daughters will be happy after marriage. As long as they can send their daughters to a wealthy family, they consider it a blessing for their daughters. , Excluding items, the dowry gift alone is 3000 taels of silver.

However, Tang Yuxiang, who is Lin Jingzhi's official wife, is an exception. As soon as she slowly lowered Lin Jingzhi's wrist, the maid at the side hurried forward and stuffed Lin Jingzhi's wrist into the brocade quilt, for fear that he would catch cold Tang Yuxiang was not in a hurry to reply due to the wind and cold, and she pondered for a long time before saying: "Old Madam, I am watching... Although the pulse is still short and weak, it is calmer than before. The granddaughter-in-law made a bold prediction and wants to use it." It won't be long before Xianggong can wake up."

As soon as these words came out, the room was silent for a while, and then there was a burst of joyful laughter. There was a maid in green who was the most quick-witted, and ran to the old lady Lin to give a blessing, Zan said: "Congratulations to the old lady, the second master has a great fortune and fate, and he will definitely be able to wake up in the next few days!"

Mrs. Lin burst into a smile when she heard the words, and pointed to the green-clothed maid and said, "Just count your eloquence, thank you!"

"Thank you, Mrs. Madam!" The maid in green replied sweetly.The rest of the maids were also not to be outdone, and hurried forward to congratulate. Mrs. Lin, seeing that her grandson's condition had finally turned around, was beaming with joy, and rewarded them one by one.

"Congratulations to the second grandma, with you taking care of the second master in the future, I will definitely be in good health and live a long life!" A purple-clothed maid saw that everyone had finished congratulating Mrs. Lin, and came to Tang Yuxiang and bestowed blessings on her, with a tender voice congratulate.

As soon as these words came out, the room immediately became quiet, and everyone turned their eyes to Tang Yuxiang. Everyone in the Lin family didn't know that the reason why Lin Jingzhi was ill and bedridden was because of Tang Yuxiang. Tang Yuxiang heard the words Her heart was bitter and her face was pale. As early as the diagnosis that Lin Jingzhi would wake up, she felt her heart beating wildly. She was afraid that after Lin Jingzhi woke up and saw her, he would say, "So it's you!" ', and then vomited blood for three liters, and passed away. Hearing the congratulations from the maid at this time, it is really embarrassing.

Raising his hand to help, Tang Yuxiang forced himself to calm down and said, "Get up, reward!"

"Thank you, Second Grandma!", the purple-clothed maid also regretted for a moment after her words, for fear of offending Tang Yuxiang or Mrs. Lin, until now, she stood up with a face of joy, and the other maids saw that there was a reward Ke Na, congratulated them one by one.

At this moment, a muffled groan came from the bed. After digesting some food, Zhang Ping... no, Lin Jingzhi finally opened his eyes abruptly. Tang Yuxiang next to him was startled, and then he was pushed aside by everyone,

"He's awake, he's awake, what should I do?" Tang Yuxiang twisted her handkerchief tightly with her fingers, sweating profusely.