Rebirth of the wealthy daughter-in-law

Chapter 2 My soul is attached to the rich lady
The handsome guy in front of him had a look of distrust and disapproval. It seemed that the owner of this body really had a bad record of pretending to be crazy.

I wiped away my tears, feeling infinitely frustrated.I said to him: "You are tired at this late hour, you go back first! I want to be quiet."

He stood up, looked at me, his dark eyes showed sympathy, and said, "Okay, sister-in-law, take a good rest."

After he left, I let out a long sigh and buried my head in the quilt.I have to think about it calmly.

First, what happened?

I was in a car accident, and the person who hit me should be the owner of this body... Ms. Song (her husband mentioned her name once, but I forgot).And because of this car accident, my soul was attached to Ms. Song's body.

What about Miss Song's soul?

It should be in my body, because I was knocked into a vegetable state, so I haven't woken up yet.

Do you want to tell the truth?
In fact, I have already said it, but they don't believe it. If it were me, I wouldn't believe it either. It's too unbelievable.So I don't intend to continue, and this Miss Song doesn't seem to have a good relationship with her husband. If I offend him and send me to a madhouse, I'm so wronged!

What to do after that?

Wait for "I" to wake up first, and think of a way with Ms. Song to change my body back. (The premise is that my body must not be damaged, otherwise... hum, I won't return my body to her).

During the period when "I" is not awake, I have to take one step at a time.

I figured it out, and I was no longer anxious, and had a good night's sleep.After waking up, a well-dressed woman in her 40s brought breakfast. She said, "Ma'am, your mother will come over later."

Mrs? !
I live in a single ward, and someone waits on me and calls me wife. Does it mean that Miss Song's family is very rich!This knowledge made me very excited, can I experience the life of a rich man!

Not long after I finished my breakfast, a woman came in.She looks about 50 years old.Wearing a navy blue silk dress with a flower embroidered with gold thread on the chest, it looks gorgeous and noble.Behind her was a modestly dressed woman who appeared to be older.

She said to me, "Your father will be pissed off this time!"

She is probably Miss Song's mother.

She sat down in the chair next to me, and the woman who was serving in my ward brought her tea.Mrs. Song took a sip of tea and said without raising her head, "A Rong, why are you alone? Where's Xicheng?"

A Rong said blankly, "Young master is busy with work."

Mrs. Song snorted and ignored her.

She put down her tea, looked at me, and frowned slightly: "Why are you so careless? The newspapers and the Internet are all overwhelmed by driving and injuring someone! What kind of wealthy woman's drunken car hurts a passerby... Although she didn't name her name, But no one who is familiar with our Song and Zhao families knows! Your father was so angry that he didn't eat for a whole day, alas... all humiliated!"

I couldn't help but wonder, is this really Miss Song's mother?From entering the door to now, they have talked a lot, not only did not ask if the daughter is well, but they seemed to accuse her of making her lose face.

I looked at her and said, "I don't remember you very much! Are you my mother?" To Mrs. Song like this, I really couldn't tell the truth.

Mrs. Song looked at me with surprise on her delicate and smooth face, and said, "Shaolin, what's wrong with you?"

I bit the bullet and said, "I don't remember the past, and I don't remember you either!"

Mrs. Song looked at me suspiciously, and said in a deep voice, "Shaolin, what tricks are you playing again? You haven't had time to clean up the trouble you caused, so don't make trouble anymore!"

Another disbelief!This Song Shaolin is quite a failure in life, even her mother doesn't believe her!

Also, what kind of a good person can a drunk driver be!My heart is full of indignation.

I hid the anger in my heart, put on the most sincere expression, and said, "I didn't play tricks. I really don't remember! Why don't you believe me! I'm so scared, I don't know what to do! "As I said that, my tears fell.This is not pretending, the fear in my heart is absolutely real.

I hate Song Shaolin so much, it's all because of her who put me in this situation!

Mrs. Song was startled, and also panicked. She said to the plainly dressed woman behind her, "Guilan, call the doctor!"

I lowered my head and sobbed softly, my heart was beating like a drum, I called the doctor, it won't reveal my truth!
The doctor came in to check me up, asked about my situation, and called Mrs. Song out of the ward.When she came in again, there was already some pity in her eyes.

She held my hand and said, "Shaolin, do you really not even remember your mother?"

I shook my head.

She pulled the woman behind her again and said, "What about Guilan? Don't you like Sister Lan the most! Don't you have any impression?"

I continue to shake my head.

Mrs. Song grabbed my wrist and said anxiously, "Think about it carefully!"

I was forced not to send it, so I had to use the most common trick used by amnesiacs.I cried and yelled, "I have a headache! I have a headache!"

The doctor came to rescue me and dissuaded her: "Don't put too much pressure on the patient, the result will only be counterproductive. Give the patient a relaxed environment, let the patient rest more, and get in touch with people and things that were familiar before. Memory is possible. recovered."

"How long will it take to recover?" Mrs. Song asked anxiously

"I can't be sure about this, so be patient!"

Sister Lan came over, stroked my red wrist, and said with tears in my eyes, "Poor lady! Don't be afraid, it doesn't matter if you don't remember Sister Lan. Miss, just remember that Sister Lan loves you the most!...Some things, It’s okay to forget. You have a good rest and don’t think too much.”

Mrs. Song came over, her face was slightly pale, she told: "Take a good rest, I will come to see you some other day!" Then she left with Mrs. Lan.

Only Sister Rong was left in the room looking at me in surprise.

I asked her, "Excuse me, who are you?"

"Madam, I'm your housekeeper." When she spoke, her face was almost expressionless, and her attitude was neither humble nor overbearing. I think she should be more than just a housekeeper.

I asked again: "When can I leave the hospital?"

"The doctor said to observe for two more days!"

"I want to go and see the people I hit." I'm curious to know how bad "me" is.Dad must be very sad!Where is the stepmother?Will she shed a few tears for me?
After listening to my words, Aunt Rong frowned and said, "Madam, it's better not to go! Or, let's go together when Mr. comes."

I watched her carefully, the expression on her face didn't look like she cared about me.It must be Song Shaolin's husband who ordered her to watch me and prevent me from causing trouble.Thinking of his angry, bared teeth and claws yesterday, he couldn't help but blurt out: "I don't want to be with him, I'm going now!"

After finishing speaking, she ignored her and went straight out of the ward.

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After asking the nurse, I came outside the intensive care unit.Through the glass, I saw me——Zhu Qian, lying lifelessly on the hospital bed covered in tubes.

I can't describe my mood at this time, the living "I" looks at the lifeless "I", what does it look like?By the way, like the out-of-body scene in a TV series, the intuition is weird and funny.

Suddenly there was a shout from behind!I looked back, and saw a petite woman with a round face and almond eyes wide open, staring at me with gritted teeth.Could it be my buddy Lin Xiaomo!At this time, she clenched her fists tightly, as if she wanted to pounce on me and eat me alive.

She sternly said: "How dare you come here! You murderer!" She rushed up and pushed me to the ground with all her strength, which made my eyes dazzle and my butt hurt.

She pointed at "me" on the hospital bed with the glass, and said in a painful voice: "See, she is only 21 years old. She was alive and kicking, but you made her like this just because you were drunk and driving a car!..." Her voice Trembling, tears flowing silently, she looked at me with resentment in her eyes: "You wait, you will definitely go to jail! We will not let you go!...Don't think that being rich is great! Just wait !You wait!"

She was so excited that her whole body was shaking.Although she was cruel to me, but I was very moved in my heart, I called softly: "Xiaomo..."

"Wait... eh? What did you call me?" She looked at me with wide eyes.

I got up from the ground, walked towards her slowly, took her hand and said, "Xiaomo, it's me, I'm Qianqian!"

She looked at me for a few seconds, then came to her senses, and shook off my hand: "What tricks are you playing? Do you think I'm a fool?"

I looked at her quietly and said slowly: "We are best friends. We have known each other since we were 3 years old. We were together from kindergarten to high school. After graduating from high school, we came to this city to live together. Work together. Xiao Mo, you have to believe me, I woke up after the car accident and found that my soul was attached to this body. I know this is unbelievable, but it is true, you must believe me!"

Xiaomo turned pale and shook her head again and again: "Impossible, impossible, Qianqian is lying in it! This must be your trick, to make us give up the appeal. I will not be fooled by you, you are so rich, these things Check it out."

"So, in the second year of junior high school, after you confessed to the boy and you were rejected, you hugged me and cried all night, can this be found? Also, in the second year of high school, you fell in love with the new trainee teacher, and hid and peeked at him; just A few days ago, you rejected a man's confession, you said that a man like him who thinks ten yuan is too big, will not be successful in his life... What about these? Is it possible to find out? "

Xiao Mo fell to the ground, her eyes wide open, her mouth wide enough to stuff an egg.

(End of this chapter)