Lin Qinghuan was sitting in her office writing medical records, just about to get a drink of water and take a break, when nurse Li Na rushed in looking flustered.

"Dr. Lin, something's happened," Li Na said anxiously, her face pale.

Lin Qinghuan frowned slightly and asked, "Li Na, what happened? Tell me slowly."

"The patient in bed number ten's condition suddenly changed; he was breathing rapidly and had to be rushed to the emergency room. The patient's family is causing a scene right now. Go out and check on him," Li Na said.

Lin Qinghuan's expression instantly turned serious, and she stood up and walked out.

Lin Qinghuan and Li Na hurried towards the emergency room. From afar, they saw seven or eight people standing at the door of the emergency room, surrounding Doctor Qin Ming and Nurse Lin Xin, arguing loudly with angry voices.

Lin Qinghuan arrived at the door of the emergency room. Looking at the arguing family members of the patient, a faint look of helplessness appeared on her beautiful face. She said, "Family members of the patient, this is a hospital. No noise is allowed. Please be quiet."

A burly man glared at Lin Qinghuan and said hatefully, "It's all because of you quack doctors that my mother is like this. If anything happens to my mother, I'll take your lives."

Looking at the fierce appearance of the middle-aged man, Lin Qinghuan involuntarily took a step back and said, "We are doctors. Our duty is to save lives and heal the sick. We will do our best to treat every patient. The change in your mother's condition is the last thing we want to see."

"You doctors talk a good game but don't sing a good song," the middle-aged man said angrily, pushing Lin Qinghuan away.

Lin Qinghuan was pushed by the middle-aged man, and her body fell backward uncontrollably, her head hitting a chair in the aisle.

"Ah!" Li Na screamed in fright when she saw the middle-aged man push her.

Lin Qinghuan's head slammed against the chair with a thud and she fell to the ground. In an instant, she felt dizzy and her vision went black, and she fainted.

Before losing consciousness, Lin Qinghuan heard a panicked scream, which sounded like Li Na's voice.

The old town of Bianyang in Luofu County in the 1980s.

A handsome young man, around twenty years old, shoved a girl with delicate features, who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen. The girl staggered and fell backward, hitting her head on a stone and immediately losing consciousness.

The young man saw the girl lying on the ground, unable to get up for a long time. He kicked her with his foot and saw that she didn't move at all. He moved closer to her and found that she had fainted. His face changed instantly and his heart jumped.

"Lin Qinghuan, wake up, can you hear me?" the young man called out anxiously.

But the girl still didn't open her eyes. The young man stared at the unconscious girl lying on the ground with a gloomy expression. "Lin Qinghuan, get up. Don't even think about extorting me..."

Lin Qinghuan's head was spinning and the back of her head was throbbing. She could also hear a series of complaints in her ears.

"Lin Qinghuan, get up! I only gave you a light push, and you just lie there pretending to be dead. Are you trying to extort money from me?"

Holy crap! Pushing someone and then having the nerve to say something like that—is there no justice in this world?

Lin Qinghuan angrily opened her eyes, and what she saw was a blue sky and a gentle breeze.

Lin Qinghuan was stunned. Wasn't she in the hospital?

"Lin Qinghuan, now that you're awake, get up quickly." An annoyed voice rang out again from above.

Lin Qinghuan looked in the direction of the sound and saw a boy in his early twenties wearing a faded blue short-sleeved shirt and polyester pants, staring at her with an unfriendly gaze.

Lin Qinghuan frowned slightly. She didn't know this boy at all, and besides, it was the 21st century. Who would wear such old clothes? This boy's family must be poor.

"Who are you? How do you know me? Why am I here?"

The boy took a step back, looking at Lin Qinghuan warily. "Lin Qinghuan, I only pushed you, and you're pretending to have amnesia? Are you trying to blame me? I won't take responsibility."

Lin Qinghuan sat up despite the pain and reached to touch the back of her head. "Hiss!" Lin Qinghuan gasped in pain. There was a bump the size of an egg on the back of her head. No wonder it hurt so much.

Lin Qinghuan slowly stood up and realized that she was actually in the wild. Her heart jumped into her throat.

Lin Qinghuan suddenly realized that she was wearing a floral shirt with badly worn cuffs, patched pants, and cloth shoes with her big toe sticking out.

Lin Qinghuan's mind went blank for a moment. She stared blankly at her hands, which were rough and scarred. These were not her own hands.

who I am?

Where am I?

Suddenly, a strange memory flooded her mind, causing Lin Qinghuan's head to throb with pain, as if she were being pricked by needles.

Lin Qinghuan held her head, closed her eyes, and endured the inhuman torture.

As the pain gradually subsided, Lin Qinghuan gave a bitter smile. She never expected that she would be reborn in the 1980s, into the body of a girl with the same name.

The original owner, Lin Qinghuan, was the youngest daughter of the Lin family. Her parents were alive and she had three older brothers and one older sister. Normally, in rural areas, the youngest child is usually more pampered, but the Lin family was the opposite. Her father didn't love her, her mother didn't care for her, and her brothers didn't like her. They all gave all their love to her older sister. As for her older sister, she was definitely a green tea bitch.

When people in the village talk about her sister, they sing her praises; but when they talk about Lin Qinghuan, they look at her with disdain, and she always has endless chores to do.

Lin Qinghuan felt utterly hopeless; she couldn't bear to live like this anymore.

Lin Qinghuan couldn't help but shout loudly to vent her dissatisfaction.

How unlucky she is!

I can't live like this anymore!

She'd rather be struck dead by lightning; she doesn't want to live such a suffocating life.

Li Jian stared at Lin Qinghuan in disbelief. Had Lin Qinghuan gone mad? Otherwise, why was she shouting like that?

Lin Qinghua suddenly looked at Li Jian, the boy standing in front of her. He lived next door to her and was a sycophant of her sister Lin Piaoxue. Because Lin Piaoxue said a few vague and ambiguous things, Li Jian came to find her to vent his anger.

Lin Qinghuan looked at Li Jian with disgust. He had bullied her time and time again, and now she was the one suffering. She was not the original owner of this body who was easily bullied and didn't say a word when she was bullied.

Lin Qinghuan smirked coldly. She, Lin Qinghuan, was determined to settle scores on the spot. Today, she had to teach that bastard Li Jian a lesson.

When Li Jian saw the cold smile on Lin Qinghuan's face, his heart tightened, and he frowned slightly as he looked at Lin Qinghuan, a hint of displeasure appearing on his face.

Lin Qinghuan kicked Li Jian in the stomach, and Li Jian fell to the ground. Lin Qinghuan sat on Li Jian and punched him in the face with her left and right fists.

"You dare bully me, you dare bully me every other day! If I don't get angry, you think I'm a pushover?" Lin Qinghuan said while hitting and cursing.

"Lin Qinghuan, are you crazy?" Li Jian roared.

Lin Qinghua spotted a stone, picked it up, and smashed it towards Li Jian's head.

Li Jian saw Lin Qinghuan fiercely holding a stone and smashing it towards his head, and his mind went blank.