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Chapter 1: Not dead?!

Inside the VIP luxury ward of Quecheng Central Hospital, everything was painted in a solemn white color. Only the unbearable and blushing heart-pounding moans broke the silence of the ward.

The girl lying on the hospital bed moved her fingers, then frowned.

very noisy ...

She sat up suddenly, turned her head and looked indifferently at the two naked people entangled in the bed next to her.

But the two people who were now fully engaged in the work had no idea that they were being watched.

She turned a blind eye, expressionless, first looking around, then looking down at herself.

not dead?

He was not killed by the howitzer?

Her name is Qing Luo, and she is the captain of Team A of an armed organization in Country M. When they were on a mission, their action plan was known in advance by the enemy, and she and her entire team were bombed by howitzers.

She raised her hands in disbelief and looked at her hands and legs. All her limbs were still there, and there was nothing missing from her body!

That doesn't make sense.

Could it be that he is disfigured?

She saw a mirror on the bedside table, so she reached out and picked it up to look at the mirror. It didn't matter that she looked at it, but she almost let go of the mirror and it flew out. Did it change?

It seems that he is really disfigured. The face in the mirror is 70% similar to his previous appearance, except that it is a little more arrogant and lively, and a little less domineering and stern.

Nowadays, plastic surgery technology is so advanced that the skin can be restored so well without leaving any scars.

She pinched her arms again, and her biceps were gone. She lifted up her clothes to look at her abdomen, and her abdominal muscles were gone too!

"How long have I been lying here?" she muttered to herself.

But it doesn’t matter, you can still train your muscles.

She felt lonely for a moment, but then she comforted herself in her heart.

After Qing Luo confirmed her own body, she fixed her eyes on the two people making love on the accompanying bed.

What's going on with these two people?

She slowly stood up, crossed her arms over her chest, and watched this free porn movie with interest. Finally, she couldn't help but said, "If you move a little higher, she will feel it more."

When they heard the sound, they both almost jumped out of bed.

The woman was not very old, probably around twenty years old, and the passionate kiss caused the corners of her mouth to be stained with the color of lipstick.

The two hurriedly pulled the sheets to cover their bodies, but Qing Luo looked at them calmly and said coldly, "Why don't you continue? It must be so uncomfortable to stop suddenly!"

You also know that it's uncomfortable to stop suddenly? Qing Luo seemed to read this sentence from the man's resentful eyes.

This guy looks familiar.

"Lolo, you ... why did you wake up? You ... " The man spoke while Qingluo was staring at his face in a daze.

"Brother Xun, Xiao Si she ... didn't the doctor say that she has become a vegetable and won't wake up for eight or ten years? How come she ... ? " The woman's face turned pale and she pointed at Qing Luo in panic.

"Xiao Si?" Qing Luo looked at the man and woman in front of him with a puzzled look, "Who is Xiao Si?"

What's going on? She's not even a mistress? She's actually a mistress?

Also, how did they know her name was Qingluo?

Luo Luo?

Humph, no one dares to call her that!

The names Xiaosi and Luoluo were like keys that opened a valve in her memory, and all sorts of messy memories flooded into her head.

Yan Qingluo, the fourth child in the Yan family, also known as Yan Xiaosi, became a vegetable due to a serious car accident.

The man in front of him was named Nan Xun, a big star, not a top star, just a second-tier one, Yan Qingluo's boyfriend.

The woman in front of him was Liu Yaru, Yan Qingluo’s cousin.

She suddenly realized that this was not her body, but her soul had been transported to the body of a girl named Yan Qingluo.

Qingluo. Qingluo.

The names are homophonic, but with different characters.

God favors her and gives her another chance to live. She can continue to trace her own life experience and also have the opportunity to find out who revealed Team A's action plan and avenge herself.

Thinking of this, a bloodthirsty look appeared in her eyes.

She shook her head, and the dizzy feeling she had before the car accident came to her mind. She had had a similar feeling when she was in the armed organization.

This was the feeling of a drug taking effect. She quickly deduced that someone had drugged Yan Qingluo, causing her to be not very sober while driving, which led to the car accident and turned her into a vegetable.

Who drugged the original owner?

It seems that the original owner was framed just like her.

Well, since she has taken over Yan Qingluo's body, she will be Yan Qingluo from now on, and she will avenge the original owner as well.

Wait, isn’t this guy her boyfriend? Now he’s involved with her cousin?

Wow, a large-scale adultery scene!

Yan Qingluo glanced at Nan Xun with dark eyes, and an ambiguous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Nan Xun looked at Yan Qingluo in front of her with a panicked face. She had never had such an expression before. She always looked at him with admiration and called him softly, "Brother Nanxun."

"Lolo, don't get me wrong. Yaru and I, we ... I was guarding your bedside. I missed you so much that I was confused and mistook Yaru for you. Can you forgive me?" Nan Xun explained in a panic, but after talking for a long time, he found that no matter how he explained, it was pale and powerless. He and Liu Yaru were indeed doing that kind of thing.

Misunderstanding? Yan Qingluo sneered in his heart. Did Nan Xun think she was blind?

Liu Yaru curled up and hugged herself, saying nothing, indirectly acknowledging her relationship with Nan Xun.

Yan Qingluo's starry eyes revealed impatience, and his lips that had just been slightly bent tightened, revealing a hint of coldness. He raised the shouting device in his hand, and his voice was like frost in the dark night, "I have pressed the alarm, and the nurse will be here in thirty seconds. You have thirty seconds to put on your clothes, twenty-five, twenty-four ... "

When Liu Yaru heard this, she quickly grabbed the clothes scattered on the ground and put them on randomly. Yan Qingluo's countdown voice was like a death curse, making her body tremble with fear.

She must not be seen in this state by anyone, let alone by her family, otherwise her grandfather, the head of the Yan family, Old Man Yan, would definitely kick her out of the house, and it would also affect her father's future in the Yan Group.

"Ms. Yan, you're awake? That's great. Do you feel any discomfort?" The young nurse who came in said excitedly when she saw Yan Qingluo standing beside the bed.

The bodyguard at the door followed the young nurse in and stood in front of the bed with his head down, as if waiting for Yan Qingluo's order or punishment.

The jet-black hair fell in front of his forehead, but it did not hide the panicked and nervous expression on his face.

Yan Qingluo's aura was cold and chilly, like a living devil. He glanced at the bodyguard who had arrived late, shook his head, and said with his thin lips slightly parted, "It couldn't feel better."

The young nurse almost fell to the ground with weak legs after hearing this voice that seemed to come from hell. This aura made it sure that he was awake and not just faking death ...

She ran out as fast as she could, shouting, "Director Gu, Miss Yan is awake."

In less than a minute, a thin man with a fair face and bright eyes walked quickly into the ward. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his high nose bridge and looked gentle and refined.

He stood in front of Yan Qingluo, his eyes showing undisguised disgust, "Humph, awake? You're lucky. Get ready for a full body checkup."

After saying that, he glanced coldly at Nan Xun and Liu Yaru who were standing beside him, then turned and left.

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