When Zhuang Yibo regained consciousness, she was already lying on the bed in the bedroom, beside her doctors and worried servants who were doing various examinations for her.

Seeing her wake up, the servant seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but he was still worried with his brows frowning. "Miss Zhuang, you are awake, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Naturally, she felt uncomfortable all over her body, especially her throat. She felt that swallowing her saliva hurts, and she didn't want to open her mouth to speak.

Seeing her like this, the servant quickly asked the doctor again and said, "How is Miss Zhuang?"

The doctor looked at Zhuang Yibo's neck, and then whispered: "The injury on the neck is not a big deal, but the body is very weak, and all the values ​​are not normal. You must take good care of it."

After hearing this, the servant was confused.

She remembered that when Zhuang Yibo just came here, the doctor said that she was not in good health, and the instructions given to her by Shen Wangjin were that three meals a day must be carefully and carefully managed, and the nutrition must be balanced, just to regulate Zhuang Yibo's body.

At first, Zhuang Yibo's condition was indeed not very good, but later it seemed that she gradually returned to normal. Although she vaguely realized that her appetite seemed to be worse than before recently, this was not obvious. After taking care of her so carefully for more than a month, why is her health worse than before?

The servant couldn't figure it out, just looked at Zhuang Yibo lying on the bed.

Zhuang Yibo slowly closed his eyes again, as if he had lost consciousness again.

The servant quickly looked at the doctor nervously again, but the doctor just shook his head slightly at her, then packed up his things and walked out of the bedroom with her.

"Ms. Zhuang's physical condition is like this, but she can't get over those psychologically. I'm sorry I can't do anything about it." The doctor said, "You should take care of your diet and daily life."

When the servant heard this, he just wanted to cry without tears. "How else should I take care of him? When Mr. Shen took her here to live, he ordered her to take good care of her. I did everything as I told him. Who knew that the more he was recuperating, the worse it would be... I don't know how to explain to Mr. Shen..."

The doctor remembered the shocking pinching marks on Zhuang Yibo's neck, sighed slightly, and said, "Mr. Shen shouldn't blame you... I'll get some nutrient solution for her to lose. I'll lose for a few days next, and it should be better."

The servant just nodded repeatedly after hearing this.

At the same time, Zhuang Yibo, who was lying on the bed, fell asleep again, and seemed to have had many messy dreams in his drowsiness...

When she woke up, it was already late at night. The doctor was standing by her bed and taking out the infusion needle on the back of her hand.

"Are you awake?" Seeing her awakening, the doctor asked softly, "How do you feel?"

Zhuang Yibo's face was still pale and he slowly shook his head.

"The body is your own." The doctor said, "If you don't care about your body like this, will you still torture yourself in the end? Why bother? Caring for your body is the key. After all, without a good body, you can't do anything."

She lay there silently without any response, just staring straight at the chair by the window.

The doctor packed up his stuff, looked at her again, sighed slightly before turning around and leaving.

After a long time, Zhuang Yibo finally moved.

She sat up slowly and the moment she walked into the bathroom, she saw the pinch marks on her neck in the mirror - slightly purple-red marks, which showed how much effort Shin Wangjin had used at that time.

If she was weaker, she might have been strangled to death by him at that time?

If he just strangled to death, I don’t know if it’s considered a good thing?

She was thinking a little dazed, and suddenly there was another movement behind her. She turned around and walked to the bathroom door and happened to see the servant putting the dining plate on the small table.

"Miss Zhuang, I have cooked abalone and chicken porridge for you. I just heard from the doctor that you woke up, so I brought it to you and eat it while it's hot."

As she said, she came forward to support Zhuang Yibo.

Zhuang Yibo was not so weak, but she really had no strength on her body, and she obediently helped her to Xiaoji to sit down.

"Although the doctor has given you a nutritional solution, you have to have something to warm your stomach." The servant said, "You have to eat a little."

After hearing this, Zhuang Yibo picked up the spoon in front of him.

Seeing that she was willing to eat, the servant breathed a sigh of relief, as if he wanted to say something, but when he saw the traces on Zhuang Yibo's neck, he swallowed back what he wanted to say.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Yibo took a sip of porridge and asked, "Where is Mr. Shen?"

Upon hearing this, the servant hurriedly said, "Mr. Shen has left, it seems that he has gone to some European country. It will take some time..."

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Yibo couldn't help but pause slightly in the spoon in his hand.

The servant continued, "He seemed very angry today and left in a hurry. I didn't dare to ask more questions. Mr. Shen gave me a few simple instructions... So, Miss Zhuang, don't be afraid, it's all over..."

After hearing this, Zhuang Yibo still remained motionless for a long time.

Has it been passed?

She once thought that it had passed.

After more than two years, she really thought that she could live a normal life.

But in the end, she was still deeply trapped in such a quagmire.
Chapter completed!