The little girl's eyes widened: "Holy girl, don't you remember Qing'er?"
"So your name is Qing'er." Lu Xixin leaned on the bedside and said in a cold tone: "I don't remember anything. Tell me about my situation."
Through the introduction of the little girl Qing'er, Lu Xixin roughly knew her identity.
She is Hua Wuxie, the saint of the Hua family in the Wu Kingdom. She is like a certain royal family. She is similar to a mascot. It is just a symbol and has no real power. Because of her appearance, Hua Wuxie has a very low self-esteem and must go out.
Wearing a veil, we never know what she really looks like.
Even Qing'er and Hua Wuxie's parents have never seen her true appearance under the veil.
This time, when Hua Wuxie came to participate in the auction, she was hit by a rock and was seriously injured.
In order to check her injuries, Qing'er took off her veil.
So far, only Qing'er has seen her true face.
"You said that when you found me, I was wearing a veil?" Lu Xixin quickly discovered a doubt. If she was not Hua Wuxie, how could she be wearing a veil? She knew very well that she didn't like it.
veil.
Could it be that she is really Hua Wuxie, the saint of the Hua family?
Qing'er nodded: "Of course the saint is wearing a veil. You are still wearing the big robe when you go out. However, maybe due to the injury, the robe has fallen off a little, so you just wear it on your body."
Lu Xixin felt that there were many doubts, but now that she had no memory, and her head and stomach hurt badly, she could only recognize this identity first and make plans in the future.
"Where's the doctor? Ask the doctor to come over and give me a diagnosis and treatment." Lu Xixin said.
For some reason, although the headache was more severe, Lu Xixin didn't care about it very much. Instead, she was very concerned about her stomach.
Qing'er hesitated: "There is no doctor here. I wanted to call a doctor before, but Mr. Hua stopped me and said that your body is fine. Just let Mrs. Hua check it out. If the saint wants to find a doctor, call the nearby hospital.
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It's so troublesome. Lu Xixin's eyes turned cold, she picked up the veil and put it on, then stood up: "Let's go directly to the hospital. The equipment there is better."
Although she doesn't like wearing a veil, since it is her past habit, it is best not to change it casually.
Qing'er nodded: "Holy girl, please wait while I go out and call for a taxi."
After Qing'er left, Lu Xixin sat by the bed and quietly looked at the surrounding environment.
Everything here is too strange, and there is no feeling of familiarity at all. Is she really the saint Hua Wuxie?
In the midst of melancholy thoughts, a wind-like figure suddenly whirled into the room, and a strong man stood in front of him, raising his hand to slap Lu Xixin.
That slap was so cruel that it carried the sound of the wind. If it landed on the face, it would deafen the ears.
Lu Xixin turned around quickly, dodged in an instant, and looked at the person in front of her with cold eyes: "How presumptuous!"
"Presumptuous?" The strong man pointed at his nose and said in a surprised tone: "You dare to say that I am presumptuous. I think you are tired of living and you actually dare to go to the hospital. You are shameless, and I am still shameless!"
As he spoke, he raised his arm, swung it round, and even wanted to hit Lu Xixin.
The man was really angry. The dead girl had always been submissive in front of him before, and she didn't even dare to breathe. But this time she was injured, and she actually got bolder and dared to hide.
Let’s see if he doesn’t beat this unfilial daughter to death!
However, before the man could hit anyone.
Lu Xixin grabbed the chair on the ground and threw it at the man's head without any warning.
That's a solid wood chair!
The man's head suddenly exploded, his body swayed, and he fell into a pool of blood.
Mrs. Hua Er who rushed over from the door saw her husband lying on the ground, her eyes were extremely horrified: "Master!"