Chapter 3
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Sheng Fenghua sneered at Amorous's action. She could dodge one shot, so she could dodge another. However, just as she was about to dodge, her face froze.
She couldn't move!
Damn it, she was poisoned.
Sheng Fenghua's expression changed drastically when she realized this. She turned to look at Lin Jun, whose neck had been broken by her, in disbelief.
She didn't expect that Lin Jun would smear poison on his dagger. Moreover, it was the kind of poison that wouldn't take effect if he didn't move.
And this medicine was actually made by her. It was the product of her latest research. As for the antidote, she hadn't developed it yet.
While Sheng Fenghua was still in shock, Amorous's gun fired. A bright and bright plum blossom bloomed on her chest.
It was accompanied by Amorous's hellish and vicious voice. "Sheng Fenghua, go to hell."
… …..
Pain. Sheng Fenghua opened her eyes abruptly as she felt waves of pain all over her body.
She didn't die?
She clearly remembered that Amorous's bullet had hit her heart. Why wasn't she dead? Could it be that someone had saved her?
Just as she was thinking, another wave of pain hit her body. This time, she realized that something was wrong. She was hurt in the wrong place. She was hurt in her heart, but why were her hands, feet, and waist hurting instead?
What was going on?
Sheng Fenghua thought as she lowered her head to look at the position of her heart. She didn't know if she didn't look, but she was shocked when she saw it.
Her heart was fine. How could there be a gunshot wound?
Sheng Fenghua was shocked by this discovery. She sat up from the bed abruptly. As she moved, she felt another wave of pain. Only then did she realize that her hands and feet were wrapped in gauze. It seemed that her injury was not light.
As a doctor, and a doctor who was internationally known as the National Pill Doctor, Sheng Fenghua quickly determined the extent of her injury. She had fallen.
How could this be?
Sheng Fenghua was even more confused. She had always been very confident in her memory. Not to mention things that had happened not long ago, she could remember things that had happened a month ago or even longer. She could remember what she had said, what she had done, and who she had met.
But now, she just couldn't remember how she got her injuries from the fall.
No, she had to think again.
At this moment, Sheng Fenghua felt a wave of dizziness. She couldn't take it anymore and fell back onto the bed.
Sheng Fenghua's mind was in a mess as she lay on the bed. Countless images flashed through her mind like a movie, telling her everything she had experienced since she was a child.
At this moment, Sheng Fenghua finally knew exactly what had happened to her.
It turned out that she was indeed dead. She died under the muzzle of Amorous Feelings. Now, she was also called Sheng Fenghua. She was a soldier's wife who had come with the army.
Now, the reason why she came to the hospital was because she had a quarrel with someone and was pushed down the stairs.
After clarifying her identity, Sheng Fenghua opened her eyes again and looked around the ward. It was a single room, and there was no one else in it other than herself.
Speaking of which, it was all thanks to her husband, Si Zhanbei, that she was able to stay in this single room.
Si Zhanbei was a major battalion commander, but no one knew what was wrong with him. He could have married those ladies from prestigious families, but he chose her, a village girl from the countryside.
As a result, she was ostracized the moment she arrived at the family quarters of the army. The reason was none other than those people felt that she was not worthy of Si Zhanbei.
On top of that, eight out of ten girls in the army liked Si Zhanbei, which made her life in the family quarters even worse.
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