It seems that the body is not its own, and it does not obey at all.

She struggled for a while before she finally woke up.

The eye was a dazzling white, white light that reflected on the walls.

Shangguan Zhixing blinked, and finally got used to the dazzling brightness.

For a moment, her mind was clouded and she couldn't remember what had happened.

His mouth was very dry, and his throat felt as if a knife was cutting it.

Where is this?

Why is she lying here, so uncomfortable?

Remember, she was forced by Shangguan Che's bastard to go to the kitchen to make cakes, why did she suddenly come here to ......?

"Miss Feng, you're finally awake! How does it feel? Is there anything uncomfortable? The servant's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Shangguan Zhixing was stunned, his memories were interrupted, and his voice was hoarse, "Water." ”

The maid immediately poured a glass of water and lifted her up against the head of the bed.

Shangguan Zhixing took it, took a few sips, and his throat was finally more comfortable, and it was no longer as uncomfortable as cutting thousands of knives at the same time.

"Where is this?" Shangguan Zhixing asked.

"This is the young master's bedroom."

Shangguan Che's bedroom?

"How did I end up here?"

"Miss Wind forgot?" The servant froze: I can't remember what happened, Shangguan Zhixing won't be knocked out of his brain, right?

Hurry up and call a doctor.

Soon, the doctor came.

"Miss Feng, is there any discomfort in your body?" The doctor asked nervously, examining her wound to make sure it was okay.

Shangguan Zhixing wanted to shake his head, but his body was so heavy that he couldn't move at all, "I'm fine...... It's just a little bit of a pain in the head...... What happened? ”

"Is this ......," the doctor and the servant looked at each other, "Miss Wind doesn't remember what happened before she passed out?" ”

Damn it! It can't be amnesia, right?

If the young master knew, Shangguan Zhixing would have lost his memory......

The doctor thought and shivered heavily—

"I remember making cakes in the kitchen—" Shangguan Zhixing recalled diligently, and suddenly his eyes sank, and he remembered.

Shangguan Che, that bastard, was rude to her again!

Shangguan Zhixing jumped up, "Where is Shangguan Che?" ”

She's going to kill him!

From childhood to now, I have never been beaten.

Shangguan Che made two moves.

Before, hit her face swollen.

And now, even beat her to blood!

Damn scumbag, he's got a good fight, isn't he?

"Miss Feng, don't get excited, lie down and rest, there are more than a dozen stitches on your head, and it will be troublesome if you pull the wound." The servant pushed her back.

More than a dozen stitches!

That scumbag, how much does he have to deal with?

Shangguan Zhixing gritted his teeth, he really wanted to kill Shangguan Che immediately!

As soon as I was excited, my brain swelled and ached, and my eyes began to feel dizzy.

She gasped and leaned against the head of the bed, not daring to move any more.

"Miss Feng must be hungry after sleeping for so long, can you eat something first?" The maid asked.

Shangguan Zhixing nodded, a little hungry.

The servant filled a small half bowl of porridge and sent it to Shangguan Zhixing.

The first faint swelling pain, making an expression, will lead to the wound.

Shangguan Zhixing didn't dare to make too much movement, took a small bite, and slowly finished the porridge.

"Miss Feng, would you like to eat some more?"

"No thanks." A bowl of porridge has already made her have a headache, and her back is covered with cold sweat.

Shangguan Zhixing had no way to challenge the second bowl, for fear that he would faint on the spot.