A woman was wearing a cast on her legs, while an old woman was caring for the woman, helping her turn over and wipe...

After a while, the old woman walked out of the house after taking care of the unconscious woman.

"Hey, Po Liang, have the woman you picked up woken up?" asked a man from the same village curiously.

Po Liang shook her head.

"Why haven't you woken up yet? You've been in a coma for more than three months." The people in the same village said, "Is this person the vegetative person that others call me now? You said you're good at picking up or not, why did you pick up such a person? If she doesn't wake up all her life, you'll take care of her for the rest of your life!"

Po Liang sighed, "Then I will just treat it as God gave me another daughter, I will raise it."

Everyone in the village knew that Liang Po’s husband died in his early years and depended on his daughter for life. However, when his daughter was ten years old, she drowned in the river by accident.

After that, Liang Po was alone. The most common thing she went to was the river where her daughter drowned, and she would always burn paper by the river.

Who would have thought that more than three months ago, Liang Po picked up a coma woman from the river, and one of the woman's legs was broken.

For this reason, Po Liang also took a lot of savings and found an old village doctor from the neighboring village to treat the woman.

Although the woman had cast on her legs, she remained unconscious.

Therefore, many people in the village were saying that Liang Po was suffering a huge loss and there was a living dead person at home.

There were even some people who were encouraging Po Liang to throw this woman out, but she couldn't wake up anyway. What's the difference between this and death?

But Liang Po insisted on not wanting to do so, saying that even if she couldn't wake up, it would be a life. How could she throw it away just by saying that?

Besides, this woman was picked up from the river, which made Liang Po even more feel that her dead daughter was back.

Po Liang went to the old village doctor to get it again, then cooked medicine in a mud pot, and then carefully fed it into the mouth of the unconscious woman on the bed.

"When will you wake up? Others say you can't wake up, but my old woman just doesn't believe in this evil. Anyway, my old woman will live for one day, so I will raise you for one day. It depends on your luck. Can you wake up before my old woman kicks her legs?" Liang Po muttered to herself. At this moment, she didn't notice that the unconscious woman, the little finger of her left hand, slapped her slightly.

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A year passed quickly.

And this year is just an ordinary year for some people, but for some people, it is equivalent to earth-shaking.

Song Qingyao and Ning Ranxue were sentenced to life imprisonment, and anyone who knows the inside story knows that these two people will not have the chance to be reduced, and they may even suffer various tortures in prison.

But no one will sympathize with them.

Even Ye Chongwei, who had some friendship with Song Qingyao, never spoke up and asked for any love for Song Qingyao.

And everyone knows that the prince is colder and more gloomy than before. There is always a piece of rag wrapped around his right wrist. Few people know what this piece of rag is and what its meaning is.

But there was one missing person next to him, a girlfriend he had once admitted to himself!

The three words Zhong Keke have become a taboo in front of him and others cannot mention them.
Chapter completed!