Xia Pan'er lay down for another three days, walked in front of the gates of hell, and finally came back.

She opened her eyes quietly, let out a small moan, and struggled to sit up, but failed repeatedly. She fell down on the bed, staring at the ceiling blankly.

Do you continue to wait for death? Are you waiting for such an inhuman, bloodthirsty, and cruel man?

No, never, she should survive!

Nothing else, even for myself, for the sister who once silently paid for her, to continue this revenge drama with wonderful performance...

She slowly fumbled into the microphone of the walkie-talkie and used a faint sound to "Hey?"

"Hello, Miss Xia, is there anything you can serve you?"

The personnel from the control center immediately came and asked politely.

"Please... please help me... call 120 first aid, help me open... my door, the password is..." She said intermittently and gasped slightly.

"Okay, let's call immediately!" The staff of the control center tightened.

Ten minutes later, a few tall and burly men broke into the house, followed by several doctors, who were stunned by the scene in front of them:

Xia Paner was lying in the quilt dying, her hair was messy, her lips were swollen, her tears were covered with tears, fragments on the bed were flying, and there was a bright red everywhere, and her eyes were devastated. Everyone thought she had been raped.

The doctor came forward to remove the quilt, and was startled and immediately took off the man next to him, put on her clothes with a trembling heart, and gently stroked her back to comfort her: "Miss, don't be afraid, we will save you!"

She finally lay on the back of the kind and kind middle-aged female doctor sobbed silently...

...

After recuperating from the hospital for half a month, the doctor finally allowed her to be discharged from the hospital.

She dragged her weak body back home.

For three months, Xia Pan'er never saw Tang Junhao again. She finally understood why he emphasized the word "new house" so much.

Because after he ravaged her, he never returned to the camp at night, disappeared, and did not call the phone. This house was always new to him.

She believed that Tang Junhao would have traveled thousands of miles to marry her from San Francisco to take revenge, and would never have been so simple as torture and ruining her twice in this apartment of about 200 square meters.

She even believed that the woman named Zhu Erlan would never give up like this.

They must have a bigger conspiracy waiting for her!

OK, come on, I, Xia Paner, wait here!

Since she received his wedding ring, she has been willing to take up her courage, especially after suffering from these two bloodthirsty destruction and ravages, she is ready to face this hard battle head-on!

She had already fumbled through the nearly two hundred square meters apartment and was very sure he wanted to sleep with her in a separate room-if he would come back here for the night.

They each have a room, a dressing room, a bathroom, and a studio and study. Although the living room is grand and the dining room is spacious, there is no intention to welcome guests to visit.
Chapter completed!