The Princess of Northern Land

When Lin Ziyin regained consciousness, she ignored the pain in her body. The first thing that came to her mind was doubt. It seemed illogical that Lin Zihui would show mercy and not kill her directly.

From the moment she became sensible, she knew that this sister wished that she would die soon. And Lin Zihui would snatch anything she liked.

For example, consider choosing a mechanical major in college.

Mechanical engineering was originally an unpopular major, and there were very few girls in the department. However, she and Lin Zihui fell in love with each other for four years in college, and then became a master's and doctorate. Although Lin Zihui had never been as good as her, she could In order to compete with him, Lin Zihui also worked hard to cling to him. From this point of view, Lin Ziyin felt that Lin Zihui was also a pitiful person.

Maybe Lin Zihui showed mercy this time because he was afraid of being charged with murder.

However, it seemed that his situation was not optimistic. At the very least, Lin Ziyin felt that all the bones in his body were falling apart, especially his head, which was in terrible pain. I don’t know if I will have any sequelae after receiving such a big impact?

Lin Ziyin especially hopes that his good friend He Yue will stay by his side at this moment, and his attending doctor is also He Yue. She didn't want to die and spend the rest of her life lying in bed.

"Grandpa, what should I do? My sister has been in coma for six or seven days and still hasn't woken up. Do you want to invite the master from the temple to come and take a look?" Lin Ziyin was muttering to himself, but a low cry sounded in his ears.

The voice was unfamiliar, she had never heard it before. She thought it might be from the family members of patients in the same ward.

"Grandpa, please ask Master to come and see my sister." A melancholy voice begged, and then a gentle hand was placed on Lin Ziyin's forehead.

who is it? Lin Ziyin immediately ignored the pain in his body, and all the muscles in his body became alert. She is a sensitive person and can be sure that she does not know the owner of the hand on her forehead.

"Huiniang, don't worry. I'll ask the doctor in the village to come over and take a look." This was another deep male voice.

"I don't want my second sister to die." The child cried.

"I'd better go over and beg the master to come and show the girl." An old voice said.

who is it? Who cares about themselves? Lin Ziyin became anxious, and then her head hurt even more. The pain was so intense that even a strong person like her couldn't bear it, "Ah."

A scream rang out, and at the same time, Lin Ziyin had many memories that did not belong to him: he really died, but he seemed to be reborn into another girl, this girl was also named Lin Ziyin. It's just that this girl is luckier than herself. Her family is poor, but she has three brothers and sisters to accompany her, as well as a virtuous sister-in-law and a grandfather. By the way, there is also a little nephew at home, but her parents went to school last time. He passed away in danger in the mountains.

Dreaming? It seemed that she had been alone for too long, and her longing for family affection was reflected in her dream.

Lin Ziyin is an atheist, and she does not believe in the theory of resurrecting a dead body.

"younger sister."

"Girl, what's wrong with you?"

It’s a dream, it’s a dream! She kept hypnotizing herself in her mind.

"elder sister."

"Sister, you're all blaming me. If it weren't for your brother's incompetence, you wouldn't have gone up the mountain to find food and be in danger." The young man burst into tears, and then the sound of crying started to sound in the room.

Don't cry, it's so noisy. Even though it felt like he was dreaming, Lin Ziyin felt it was too noisy.