At this moment, the small gap supporting Yan Hua's body began to become smaller again.

Obviously, it was something that was being pressed, and the weight reached its limit and was about to collapse.

Seeing that he was about to be beaten into pieces, Yan Hua made a quick decision and used all his strength to prop up a small space wall, thus stabilizing the downward momentum of the boulder.

But as soon as the space wall came out, Yan Hua's face turned as pale as a ghost, and large beads of sweat mixed with blood flowed down his forehead.

She knew that this space wall would not last long, and the little feedback she received was enough to save her life in the early stages.

Yan Hua did not dare to waste time. She gritted her teeth and stood up, crawling out from her hiding place. Following the route she had just surveyed, she climbed all the way to the boulder or crawled into a small gap.

Just when one of her feet landed on the corridor that had not collapsed, the mountain shook.

She was shaking violently and threw herself into the corridor with all her strength.

She could already vaguely hear the sound of falling rocks behind her.

When a burst of sand and dust rushed into the corridor, Yan Hua had already fainted and fell to the ground unconscious.

...

When I woke up again, my vision was completely white. This scene was somewhat familiar.

Yan Hua was confused for a moment and felt a headache. She wanted to think more but couldn't.

She tried her best to open her eyes, but she couldn't react for a long time.

Where are you now? Who are you?

In my ears, I vaguely heard the cries and urgent shouts of men and women.

"Qianqian, Qianqian, are you awake? Are you really awake?"

Yan Hua didn't respond, or she felt it was difficult to blink now.

Not long after, she saw a vague figure wearing all white approaching her.

She was rolling her eyelids, checking her pulse, gesturing in front of her eyes, and asking questions.

She was all blurry, as if she was in a deep sleep having a dream that was difficult to wake up from.

I obviously want to wake up and open my eyes, but my eyelids are fighting.

So, she only opened her eyes for a moment, then closed them again and fell asleep.

The moment she closed her eyes, she frightened everyone who was calling her urgently.

Yan Hua frowned slightly, it was so noisy.

However, the noise suddenly became quiet when the voice that rolled her eyelids and asked questions sounded again.

As for what the voice said, it seems that her brain is not big enough to think too much, and now she just wants to have a good sleep.

...

When I woke up again, I didn’t know how long it had been.

But this time, Yan Hua's headache eased a lot, and the numb feeling in his body dissipated, and he no longer felt like he was in a dream.

But Yan Hua frowned, there was no part of her body that was not feeling pain.

How is this going?

Yan Hua looked around and determined that he was in a ward, but this ward was not what the interstellar era should have.

This place was too backward. She had only seen records of such wards in historical documents, and probably had seen restored and preserved exhibits in virtual museums.

Yan Hua thought about it more deeply, and her head started to throb with pain again.

She subconsciously hissed.

This sound woke up the middle-aged woman who was sleeping in the nursing chair next to her.

The middle-aged woman opened her eyes and saw Yan Hua frowning. She immediately grabbed Yan Hua's hand excitedly: "Qian Qian, Qian Qian, are you awake? Where does it hurt? I'll call a doctor for you."

The middle-aged woman was anxiously concerned, and then ran out in a hurry.

After a while, a young doctor came back with the middle-aged woman.

Familiar checks, familiar inquiries.

Yan Hua was certain that she had heard this voice before.

It seems that the last time I woke up was not a dream, but that I really woke up.

Yan Hua confirmed this and began to look at the doctor in front of him carefully. His expression was indifferent and distant, his voice was hoarse but steady, and he asked very calmly: "What's wrong with me? Is the situation serious? I seem to be unable to remember many things."

The young doctor was stunned after hearing this. He had probably never seen a patient who had lost his memory and was still so calm.

The middle-aged woman who heard Yan Hua's words was shocked. She suddenly started to cry: "Qianqian, Qianqian, don't you remember your mother?"

"Doctor, doctor, how could my daughter be like this? Doesn't it mean that as long as she wakes up and is no longer in a vegetative state, it will be fine? How could she have lost her memory?"

The middle-aged woman seemed unable to accept it, and grabbed the doctor's arm in a state of disbelief: "Doctor, please do your best to cure her. It doesn't matter how much you spend, woo woo."

The middle-aged woman was crying, which made Yan Hua feel uncomfortable for a moment.

Mom? She has been an orphan since she was a child. How could she have a mother?

No, that's not right, Qian Qian? That's not her name. Who is Qian Qian?

"I......"

Yan Hua's mind was in chaos and he couldn't think more deeply, so he wanted to ask. Suddenly a voice sounded in his mind: "Beep, the host's memory is detected to be confused. I recommend a bottle of refreshing liquid in the store, worth 1,000 star coins. Do you want to buy it?

?”

"whether."

Yan Hua's eyes suddenly opened, and she was startled by the familiar mechanical lolita sound.

Fortunately, the doctor was comforting the middle-aged woman at the moment, with his back to her, and did not see anything unusual about her.

Yan Hua almost instinctively connected with the mechanical lolita voice in her head: "Yes."

The illusory page of the system mall suddenly popped up in her pupils, and the four characters "Tianshi Mall" came into view. The style of the mall interface was a bit... unpredictable.

Yellow paper talisman, mahogany sword and eight trigrams money, very middle-class design style.

This is the first impression of Yan Hua.

The page automatically jumps to the page where the Xingshen Liquid is displayed. When the Xingshen Liquid is selected, a pop-up window pops up asking whether to purchase it.

Yan Hua clicked: Yes.

A pop-up window pops up again asking whether to use it immediately.

Yan Hua hesitated for a moment, then the connecting voice asked the mechanical lolita sound: "If I use it immediately, will those two people see it?"

The mechanical lolita voice sounded again: "The Awakening Liquid automatically acts on the host's brain and will not be discovered."

Only then did Yan Hua feel confident and clicked: Yes.

She didn't know why she subconsciously guarded against the two people in front of her. Maybe it was instinct, maybe she felt something was fishy.

The pop-up window disappeared, and a sudden chill came to Yan Hua's mind, which made Yan Hua squint her eyes comfortably.

The painful feeling just now, like the brain turning into lava, faded away in an instant.

The chaotic memories were soothed, as if a pair of gentle hands were sorting out the tangled threads.

The memories before the coma are restored one by one.

Yan Hua's eyes were much brighter than before.

"I see."

Yan Hua secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the two people in front of him, one crying and the other comforting him, Yan Hua roughly understood why he was defensive.

Even if her memory is temporarily lost, her instinct is still there.

She has no intention of harming others, but she has developed a sense of defensiveness since she was a child.

It was too noisy in the ears, so Yan Hua simply closed her eyes.

After connecting to 9001, Yan Hua thanked him: "Thank you this time."

9001 was obviously flattered and secretly glanced at Yan Hua with a surprised look on his face.
Chapter completed!