Knowing that she was dead, Mu Jingzhe closed her eyes. It was over.
However, she didn't expect to wake up again. At first, she thought that she had made a blunder and repeated the embarrassing mistake of saying her last words but not dying.
Still, when she opened her eyes, she realized that something was different. This didn't seem to be the ward she had been in previously.
At the time of her death, although her husband had already passed away, she had been a winner in life. She had reached the peak of life. When hospitalized, she had been admitted to a single ward and had even had a legendary private doctor attend to her.
It had been a long time since she had seen such a ceiling.
Mu Jingzhe was stunned. Where was she now? Had she transmigrated through a seamless connection again?
