C211 Thank You

Zhao Xinyu, who was in a coma, frowned. There was something cold on her forehead and someone whispered something in her ear.

Her consciousness gradually sank and the scene in front of her changed. A clear river appeared.

She squatted by the river. There was a fishing rod beside her. She held a thin fishing hook in her hand. After a long time, she could not hook the bait onto the fishing hook