迷迷糊糊醒过来的时候， đầu óc 还有点懵。这是哪儿？身上盖着粗布被子，闻起来有淡淡的草药味，还有一股子湿木头的霉味儿。

挣扎着坐起来，头痛得像被大锤怼了一下。 Ancient memory like floodwaters surged through her mind, pouring out a huge amount of information. She was… Jiang Yuanyuan? A cripple? No, wait, she Remembered clearly that she had died in an car accident two years ago. Since then, she had been in a vegetative state. Now, why did she suddenly open her eyes and see the sky through a small window? And this body… she felt it was much healthier than her own.

“大郎，大郎，你醒醒！” 一个清脆的女声从旁边传来，伴随着一阵急促的脚步声。 Jiang Yuanyuan heard the familiar voice and knew it immediately. This was Tanacha, her同龄 sister, who was also a midwife in the village. She was the only person besides her parents who knew her secrets.

A young man with a rough look and a burly build, but with a kind heart, протягивал a basin of water. “Yuanyuan, are you awake? You’ve been out for three days, and your face was pale as paper.” His voice was hoarse and rough, but it contained a deep care.