it hurts!
Who pricked her with a needle?
Wen Jiu opened her eyes and saw a man in a white coat pulling a syringe full of blood out of her arm. The end of the syringe was still attached to a blood bag full of plasma.
Was this blood drawn from her body?
At this moment, her fair and soft arm was covered with a dense patch of small, bluish-purple needle marks, and large beads of blood were bubbling up from where the needle had been removed.
They didn't even press on her wound after removing the needle. What a terrible doctor!
Also, didn’t she die in a plane crash? Why is she here?
"Madam, this is the last blood transfusion. The young lady's illness can be completely cured." The doctor said with a smile, holding the blood plasma.
"That's good." At this moment, a middle-aged woman adorned with jewels breathed a sigh of relief in the ward. She gently touched the pale-faced girl lying on the hospital bed. "Wanwan, you're finally getting better."
“Now that Wanwan is recovering, Wenjiu, there’s no need for you to stay in the Wen family anymore.” At this moment, on the other side of the hospital bed, a burly middle-aged man in a suit cleared his throat and said coldly, “You know that the Wen family took you in because you could donate blood to Wanwan.”
"And now that Wanwan's illness has healed, it's time for you to leave the Wen family."
What is that?
Wanwan? Warming wine? Blood transfusion?
This scene... why does it look so familiar?
Wenjiu remembered that this was the plot of the novel "The Real Daughter Is Loved by Everyone" that she had read on the plane.
The book tells a melodramatic Mary Sue story about a real heiress who is pampered by her whole family and admired by the male lead and all the high-quality male supporting characters. But I, on the other hand, transmigrated into the book as a cannon fodder fake heiress with the same name as me!
In the book, Wen Wan contracted leukemia as a child and needed blood transfusions for treatment. As a result, the Wen family adopted Wen Jiu from the orphanage and raised her as a living, mobile blood bank for Wen Wan. When Wen Wan's health was cured, the fake heiress no longer needed to stay in the Wen family and was kicked out.
Wenjiu, however, was jealous of Zhenqianjin and kept courting death, ultimately meeting a tragic end, dying violently in the street.
Everyone else who transmigrates into a book becomes a powerful female lead with a cheat-like advantage, but she transmigrated into a cannon fodder character? That can't be that unlucky!
In her past life, she was a seasoned working woman, working diligently from 9 am to 9 pm, working overtime until she vomited blood. She even tragically encountered a plane crash while on a business trip. In this life, she has never had a good day or enjoyed any blessings. After transmigrating into a book, she still has to live a miserable life as a cannon fodder.
Oh my god, what did I eat in my past life—centipede poop and toad piss—to be reborn as a human? Since being reborn as a human, my tragic fate has begun!
God, just give me a break!
Then, beep beep beep—
[Congratulations to the host for binding to the Chigua system. The Guatian system is dedicated to serving you.]
Melon-eating system?
What's the use?
[Host, you are cannon fodder for the world. You will die when your luck value reaches 0. Eating melons can increase your luck value and accumulate it.]
Points: Accumulating a certain number of points unlocks the points shop for redeeming items and allows for system upgrades.
"How much luck do I have?" Wen Jiu asked the system in her mind.
[Host, your luck value is 1. ]
1? ? ?
Isn't this going to be a death rhythm soon?
What's going on? Why is her luck so low?!
[A fresh and warm melon about Wen Wan, would you like to eat it, host? ]
Eat eat eat!
Eating melons can save your life, it would be a waste not to eat them!
[Wen Wan is a reborn person, and she's also bound to a system that allows her to plunder other people's luck points. Your luck points are so low because Wen Wan has plundered them. By obtaining your luck points, she gained health, good fortune, beauty, a good figure… while you, host, have correspondingly lost all of these.]
Warming wine:!!!
The book describes the original owner in some ways, saying that when she was a child, she was as delicate as a porcelain doll, with porcelain-white and delicate skin, like a little snowball carved from ice and jade. But as she grew older, she became more and more ordinary, and gradually became sallow and thin. On the contrary, Wen Wan became more and more delicate and beautiful, and the original owner became the control group for Wen Wan.
Good heavens, so it turns out that the original owner's beauty was stolen by you, you old lecher!
Seeing that Wen Jiu remained silent, Wen's father assumed that she was reluctant to leave. He said with a stern face, "Wen Jiu, our family has already done more than enough by raising you. If it weren't for us, you would still be in the orphanage, and it's uncertain whether you would be alive today. You've been the Wen family's daughter for so many years; you should thank us properly."
"That's right, don't expect any compensation from our family. Don't be too greedy." Mother Wen frowned and said coldly, "If it weren't for the fact that your blood is useful to our Wanwan, would you, an orphan, deserve to have lived a good life in our Wen family for nineteen years?"
"I'm not worthy?" Wen Jiu came back to her senses. She stood up and walked to Wen Wan's bedside. "I am worthy of heaven, earth, and the Imperial Ancestral Temple, but I am not worthy of your death!"
As they were talking, Wen Jiu snatched the blood packet from the doctor's hand, which was about to be injected into Wen Wan's body.
"Sister, what are you doing?" Wen Wan stared at her in astonishment.
Wen Jiu sneered, "Since you're leaving the Wen family, let's sever all ties. You have no right to use my blood."
"Wen Jiu, what's wrong with you?!" Wen's father's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to get up to stop him—
The next second, Wen Jiu increased the pressure on his hand, making two loud thuds—
The blood bag in Wen Jiu's hand was crushed, and instantly, thick blood plasma exploded on Wen Wan's forehead like a blood-red bomb.
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