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Chapter 2 Framed

Hate.

Even if Shen Qingtong traveled through time, she could still feel the hatred in the original owner's heart.

"Don't worry, since I became you, I will definitely find a way to help you get justice," Shen Qingtong thought secretly in her heart. Then, she habitually touched her wrist when she touched something.

Originally, his face was completely disgraced, and a look of surprise immediately appeared.

That thing is still there!

In the 24th century, the world has already mastered the black space technology, which can directly compress the space of a house into a chip the size of a fingernail and then implant it under the skin, just like a birthmark.

Because Shen Qingtong's master is one of the researchers of this technology, Shen Qingtong has the opportunity to become the first batch of wearers.

I thought that with that bombing, she and the chip would be destroyed together, but I didn't expect that they would travel to this new body together, which surprised Shen Qingtong and confused.

Shen Qingtong's chip space has long been transformed into a movable operating room and a medical library by her.

With modern medical care inside, why don’t she worry about not being able to cure her current physical illness?

Although the ingredients of the Hong Tang are unknown, fortunately, the poisoning time is short and has not yet settled into the internal organs. After injecting several doses of detoxification drugs, Shen Qingtong felt a little refreshed.

"It's really unlucky..."

The one who serves Shen Qingtong is a mother named Qian. She is greedy. She knows that Shen Qingtong is not favored, so she secretly deducts a lot of her ginseng soup. She thought she would be worse than her day and die within half a month.

I didn't expect that when I came today, I found that Shen Qingtong, who was originally pale, had a slightly rosy face. I was immediately annoyed and turned away.

Shen Qingtong was too lazy to pay attention to her.

At this time, Shen Qingtong suddenly felt something licking her hand. She looked down and saw that at some point a small flower dog ran into the house, waving her tail, and playing with Shen Qingtong one-sidedly.

Shen Qingtong liked dogs in the past, and immediately felt much better and reached out to tease her.

The little flower dog was also happily walking around.

Qian Ma Zi went back and saw this scene, and hummed coldly again.

In the afternoon, while Shen Qingtong was walking alone in the yard, she suddenly heard painful whimpers coming from the grass. She stepped forward and saw that the little flower dog in the morning was covered in wounds and a wooden thorn was inserted into her body.

Whispered in despair.

Shen Qingtong's expression immediately changed, and when he heard the shout of Mrs. Qian from behind him, "It's amazing, the princess killed the dog that Miss Wan'er gave to the prince."

"Bitch, you're looking for death."

A burst of rapid footsteps came from Shen Qingtong's ear. Before she could react, she instantly slapped her in the face. The scorching pain, accompanied by the huge penetration force, made Shen Qingtong's already very thin body.

He fell on the wall next to him in an instant.

Qian Ma Zi looked gloating. Shen Qingtong was really unlucky today. It happened that the prince was nearby at this moment and came over when he heard the news. It was obvious that he would not beat this vicious woman to death today.

Shen Qingtong's bones were about to dissipate. She raised her head with difficulty and met Si Lingran's angry face at the moment.

"I'm not hurting the dog..."

"You dare to deny it, but you can't even tolerate it because Wan'er gave me a dog. Shen Qingtong, a bowl of red soup is not enough. Do you want another bowl?" Si Lingran said coldly and disgusted.

Hearing this, Shen Qingtong trembled slightly, and a bowl of red soup, and her body became like this. If you have another bowl, you will be afraid that your life will be gone. What a cruel man.

"Prince, the dog cannot die in vain."

Mrs. Qian shouted gloatingly.

"Come here, drag this bitch down and take twenty blames..."

Shen Qingtong couldn't help but widen her eyes slightly. Could it be that she is really doomed this time? She has not recovered from her long illness and has been filled with new injuries. She really killed her.
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