In an ordinary ward at Peng County Hospital in Chuandu City, a female nurse was checking on a frail girl lying on the hospital bed.

The girl looked to be about seventeen or eighteen, emaciated, with a somewhat yellowed complexion due to long-term malnutrition. Her lips were pale, and although her eyes were closed, it was clear to see that they were red and swollen; around her eye sockets, there even appeared to be corroded, broken skin symptoms—it was somewhat horrifying, somewhat fierce.

With a sympathetic sigh, the nurse picked up a pen to record the comatose girl's notes, only to find that the sleeping girl was biting her lips tightly and struggling in pain.

"Wake up! Wake up!"

"Junior sister, just die, only when you die will master pay attention to me. I am the genius of the Ghost Doctor Sect. If Yuya exists, why should Liang be born? You are destined not to live in this world! Don't blame your senior sister!"

"Junior sister, go die, disappear from this world forever!"

"This world won't have a place for you as long as I exist! Don't blame me, blame yourself for always being better than me. I am the top senior sister of the Ghost Doctor Sect, it's me who should inherit the Ghost Doctor Sect!"

Why... why... why...

Qin Qing never imagined that her most respected senior sister would be so vicious as to kill her, not even sparing her bones.

"Wake up, what's wrong with you? Qin Qin!"

Who is it? Is she not dead yet? Does her senior sister still want to kill her?

The nurse was gently patting the girl's shoulder with her hand when she suddenly discovered her hand was fiercely gripped by a pair of thin and slender hands. The force holding her hand was so strong it seemed as if wanting to break it. The nurse looked up in shock, only to find that the previously comatose girl had now opened her eyes, staring at her with a cold gaze. Those originally somewhat terrifying red and swollen eyes, now with bloodshot whites, made the nurse's heart skip a beat.

"Qin… Qin Qin, you finally woke up, is anything wrong? Your eyes were just washed not long ago, it's best not to keep them open for too long."

Poor girl, to have been attacked with lime in her eyes. Luckily it was washed out in time, or who knows what would have become of the girl?

Qin Qing's vision was still a bit blurred, but she could still make out the concerned gaze of the strangely dressed woman in front of her. Releasing the woman's hand, Qin Qing realized something was amiss. White walls all around her, there were two other beds, each with someone lying on them, and those on the beds looked at her with sympathetic eyes. This unfamiliar environment... where on earth was this?

Where was her senior sister? How could she possibly let her go?

Lost in thought, Qin Qing suddenly experienced a sharp pain in her head, causing her to uncontrollably clutch at it with both hands and let out a pained cry.

"Ah..."

A series of unfamiliar memories flooded into Qin Qing's mind—these were not her memories...

It took a long time for Qin Qing to understand what had happened.

She had died, indeed killed by her senior sister, and now she was reborn in another girl—an unfortunate girl named Qin Qin. Speaking of this Qin Qin, her life was quite tragic. Abandoned by her cruel mother from a young age, she lived with her disabled father and was looked down upon by everyone. This time, the accident happened because classmates who looked down on her bullied her, beat her, and even threw lime left over from the newly built dormitory construction into Qin Qin's eyes, leading to the real Qin Qin's death, which she now occupied.

Seeing Qin Qin in pain clutching her head, the nurse couldn't help but rush out to call the doctor.

...

Qin Qing, now as Qin Qin, allowed a middle-aged male doctor to examine her eyes.

"Do you still feel any discomfort now?"

"No!"

"Well, if your head still hurts, you should go for an X-ray."

"No need!"

Qin Qin replied coldly to the middle-aged male doctor; she knew that this family she had reborn into was not wealthy, and there was no need to undergo unnecessary examinations.

The middle-aged male doctor was somewhat speechless; how could such a young girl talk so coldly, seeming as indifferent and aloof as an adult?

"Doctor, doctor, is there something wrong with my daughter? You must examine her thoroughly; I have the money, I've sold the pig, and now I can afford it."

After selling the pig and borrowing five hundred yuan, there was enough for medical expenses!

Just as the middle-aged male doctor and Qin Qin had finished speaking, a frantic male voice came from the doorway: a middle-aged man dressed in grimy clothing ran in, carrying a thermos in his left hand and his right hand hanging limply at his side.

Taken aback, the middle-aged male doctor then replied, "No, there's nothing wrong?"