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At this moment, Su Ming was still unable to connect herself and Yuwen Xi. She still felt that she was Su Ming, Yuwen Xi was Yuwen Xi, and Su Ming was Su Ming.

She felt that she had no way to become Yuwen Xi.

From Yuwen Xi's memories, she did not know what happened that night, and her memories were very blurry. She did not see that person's appearance, and did not know what happened.

Could it be that someone still didn't want her to remember?

The more she thought, the more her head hurt. At the beginning, she could still hold on, but later, she felt like her head was about to explode, she couldn't, she couldn't keep thinking, these things had nothing to do with her, her arrival here was a mistake, she wanted to go back, maybe in the modern world she was lying on a bed with her body covered in blood, the doctor was saving her.

Although the chances of her surviving in that situation were small, what if there was a miracle?

Why did Ahab press the bomb remote control?

Su Ming realized that she had many mysteries to solve, and Yuwen Xi also had many riddles to solve. Now that they were all placed in the same brain, it would be weird if his brain didn't explode!

"Miss, Miss, what are you thinking? "So absorbed!" Yin Lian shouted a few times before she regained her senses, and looked at her in a daze.

Seeing Su Ming's confused expression, Yin Lian felt sour in her heart, "Miss, Yin Lian is useless, I have no way to protect you. When Madam left, she told Yin Lian to take care of the young miss, but Yin Lian did not do it, it was Yin Lian who did."

Damn, how did it suddenly become like this? Is it too sentimental?

She frowned, but didn't know how to communicate with Yin Lian, so she simply walked forward by herself. She came out today with several goals, her first goal was to see a doctor.

Although Yuwen Xi's life was not very good, she still had a little of her possessions. Some were left to her mother, and some were saved by her own frugality.

Seeing Su Ming walking forward, Yin Lian immediately followed. She could not let anything happen to him.

"Doctor, help my Miss look at her throat. My Miss can't speak for a long time, she can't speak since she was five years old." Yin Lian and Su Ming communicated with each other for a while, then after knowing Su Ming's intentions, she immediately told the doctor about his illness.

As for Su Ming, she sighed in her heart. Originally, being unable to speak was such a painful thing, especially when facing an illiterate person. It could be said that she was completely unable to communicate with him, much less with her sign language.

The doctor checked her throat and pulse. He extended his hand and stroked his beard with a strange expression on his face, "I really can't see what's wrong with my lady's illness. Why can't I speak in the first place?" But stimulated? Or what medicine did you take? "

Su Ming tried really hard to think about Yuwen Xi's memories, but this memory was just too blurry and from the words Yuwen Xi's mother said when she died, coupled with the outdated medicine, Yuwen Xi's mutes were definitely related to her mother.

She asked the doctor for pen and paper and wrote on the paper: Is my throat badly damaged?

When the doctor saw Su Ming's words, he froze, and then raised his head to look at Su Ming, frowning, thinking that a woman like Yuwen Xi should not have such a tyrannical handwriting, she always spoke words like she saw them, the first impression he had of Yuwen Xi was that of a timid woman, just that he did not know that Yuwen Xi's body had Su Ming's soul, so everything was naturally different.

Su Ming was not used to using this body.

Su Ming raised her index finger and knocked it on the table. She was a little impatient, she didn't have much patience in the first place, but this doctor's silence made her very frustrated.

The doctor was stunned by Su Ming's aura, he felt even more baffled, but he was not stunned for long, "Miss's throat is indeed severely damaged, but the fact that you can't speak should not have anything to do with the damage to your throat. The degree of damage will only affect Miss's voice."

Hearing the doctor's words, Su Ming wanted to die, but could this gong's voice still be good? If your throat can't go back to normal, do you have to keep this up? No, it's too tyrannical. Even she would be scared to death listening to this voice. Yuwen Xi's mother, are you reliable? I'm going to be tricked to death by you!

"Is your throat okay? "Can the damage be repaired?" It felt like a machine.

The doctor looked hesitant. It was a difficult question for him, because he did not know much about it.

"Miss, my ability is limited, I can only try my best, I can't guarantee it."

Su Ming sighed, she will try it, and treat it as if it was a living horse. At worst, she would just stop talking, maybe she could just stay here for 10 days or half a month and go back.

They were begging for death!

What could he do to beg for death?