(Reverse Time-Travel Story)

S City, First Military District Hospital

The immense military hospital had people stationed every three layers, both inside and out, standing guard rigorously.

A dust-covered Land Rover came rushing in from afar, and abruptly stopped at the hospital entrance with a screech.

The guards in the hospital, including the chief doctor and the dean, all rushed out of the building, and stood in an orderly line at the entrance.

The driver got out quickly and walked to the passenger side, opening the door with respect, "President Lu! We're here!"

Lu Ming crawled out of the car. The line of people standing at the doorway immediately saluted him militarily.

The person coming out of the car was their chief's son, their former colonel, the current CEO of Lu Corporation, Lu Ming. He was also known as the crown prince of S City.

While walking towards the hospital entrance, Lu Ming was loosening the tie around his neck that was strangling him.

Ignoring the others, he strode directly into the hospital, as the line of doctors and the dean parted to make way for him.

As Lu Ming stepped inside the hospital, he suddenly halted, his hand, which had been loosening his tie, also stopped. Only then did he realize that the dean was present, and he instinctively turned back to look at him.

"Is she awake?"

The dean nodded and respectfully replied, "Yes, Mr. Lu!"

Without any hesitation, Lu Ming redirected his gaze towards his assistant Li Tong. "Give me the documents!"

"Yes!" Li Tong wobbled back to the car in her 8 cm high heels. Her professional skirt accentuated her swaying hips as she retrieved a file from the car and handed it to Lu Ming.

Lu Ming accepted the document and swiftly hurried towards the depths of the hospital.

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VIP Ward

The patient, Jing Yiren, slowly opened her eyes. The pure white ceiling changed from blurry to clear. Her eyelashes slightly trembled.

Where was this? Where was she? Why there wasn't the usual canopy above her head?

While thinking, Jing Yiren slowly shifted her gaze to look around her.

In the pure white room, several women in white mourning clothes were bustling around. Some were holding jars and bottles, others were holding items that she couldn't make out.

Had she really died? How was it that she could still feel things if she was dead?

This place was a vast expanse of white, as bright as daylight. Had she ascended to heaven?

If this was hell, it should be pitch black.

It seemed that Heaven had been good to her after all, sparing her from hell.

At fourteen Fanghua, she was given a cup of poison wine by the Emperor, her dearly beloved uncle, who accused her of being a witch who could cause the downfall of countries.

Looking back, her heart was still throbbing painfully.

While she was reminiscing about the past, a sudden sting on the back of her hand caused her arm to reflexively jerk.

She instinctively lowered her eyes to look.

The woman in mourning clothes was jabbing a needle thicker than an embroidery needle into the back of her hand. As if the needle wasn't deep enough, she seemed to be pushing it in further with force.

The pain made Jing Yiren jerk up in surprise. She forcefully pushed away the woman in mourning clothes.

"Impudent woman! How dare you inflict such harm on me! Do you wish to die?" Was it that she had fallen from grace and now allowed to be treated so unfairly?

"....." The nurse who was suddenly pushed away was taken aback. "Miss Jing! You.... you're awake!"

"....." Jing Yiren ignored the woman in mourning clothes. Her attention was drawn to her hands.

Although she remembered her hands to be quite beautiful, they were not as slender as these. Precisely, they should be a size smaller.

The back of her hand still had a needle sticking out with a tail attached to it.

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