Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

Ji Yuwei looked at the girl in front of her and seemed to have a sense of familiarity.

So, Ji Yuwei curled her eyebrows and showed a gentle smile.

"Hello, I'm her sister." Chu Yao stretched out his hand, "My name is Chu Yao."

Strange, do people still shake hands when meeting each other?

Ji Yuwei was a little puzzled, so she stretched out her slender white left hand and shook it with her.

"Hello, my name is Ji Yuwei, and I am a teaching assistant in Yingying's class. I heard before that you sisters have a bad relationship, but it seems to be just a rumor."

Ji Yuwei's tone contained envy. It would be great if the relationship between her and her sister could be like theirs.

She looked at her palms lonelyly, thinking that she was wishful thinking again.

Knowing that there is a huge difference between her and her sister, she is not qualified to be named "Ji".

Song Lanruo turned her head in embarrassment. The person who had a bad relationship with Chu Yao had already died. Not only was she killed, but she also killed him twice.

If Ji Yuwei knew about it, she would be so frightened that she would flee the imperial capital overnight.

The moment they shook hands, Chu Yao opened his eyes. For some reason, Ji Yuwei's memory was very confusing and even had large fragments.

But these defects did not hinder Chu Yao. The most important nodes in Ji Yuwei's life were well preserved.

Chu Yao quickly read through the nodes. Ji Yuwei is the daughter of Uncle Ji Jinchen. She is an illegitimate daughter and has a half-sister above her.

From birth, everyone told her that you were never meant to be born and that your father and his wife were kind enough to allow you to live.

And she spent almost all of her childhood in the hospital.

Unlike the Chu family, Ji Shaocheng, the eldest uncle of the Ji family, values ​​his reputation very much and is afraid of being caught by his enemies.

After all, sitting in his position, if he made even half a move wrong, he would be shattered to pieces.

He was willing to leave such a stain on Ji Yuwei's life because his eldest daughter Ji Peishan was seriously ill and needed regular blood transfusions.

And Ji Yuwei is Ji Peishan's mobile blood bank.

In order to ensure that her blood is qualified, Ji Yuwei has strict limits on what she eats and how much water she drinks every day. Entertainment activities are not available to her, and she cannot even study too hard.

Under the guidance of her father and adoptive mother, Ji Yuwei was cultivated into a docile character who would never say "no".

She knew that she was a sinner and a scourge to the family, and she had no right to choose her own life.

In fact, she also resisted a little once.

After the college entrance examination, she chose the dance department of Teito University. This major, which is prone to injury and consumes physical strength, should not appear on her admission notice.

But as Ji Peishan's next blood transfusion treatment approached, her father and adoptive mother were afraid that Ji Yuwei would be upset, so they finally agreed.

While Ji Yuwei was happy, she felt a little guilty in her heart. She always felt that she was too selfish and indirectly hurt her sister for the sake of her hobbies.

For a period of time after that, she obeyed the words of her father and sister. She was like a well-behaved puppet. When the person controlling it lifted the string, she would make corresponding movements.

When she saw a familiar consent form, Chu Yao couldn't help but tighten her hands. Before it was too late, she wouldn't let Ji Yuwei become the second Shi Xiaorui.

"Have you donated blood this semester?" Chu Yao suddenly asked.

"Me?" Song Lanruo pointed at herself, her eyes filled with "You're kidding me."

Does she look like someone who would donate blood?

It would be nice if she didn't let a few more people in the world need blood.

Chu Yao asked: "Don't you know, you can get extra credits by donating blood."

"Forget it, what's the use of donating blood? I don't want to compete with others for a scholarship worth more than a thousand yuan." Song Lanruo's tone was very disdainful.

She and her sister were very short of money when they first came to the imperial capital, so even though she is now the daughter of a wealthy family and has shares in the Chu family, she is not lying down.

Although she did not major in computer science, she taught herself programming courses and occasionally took on jobs online, earning a lot of money.

Of course, the most important thing is that her dancing level is really not good, and one or two more credits will not help at all.

"Besides, I heard that if you have a blood donation certificate, you can be eligible to use blood in advance if you get sick in the future, just in case." Chu Yao deliberately induced her.

"Huh?" Song Lanruo was even more surprised. Is Chu Yao's brain okay?

Could it be that some evil spirit took away his body?

She looked Chu Yao up and down, then turned behind her, but didn't see anything unusual.

"Why did you suddenly become so... so..." Song Lanruo racked her brains and found a word that was not too unpleasant, "Innocent? Those rules sound nice, but how can they really be used? At worst, you will need blood in the future. That’s mine.”

"But..." Chu Yao paused and smiled playfully, "Normally, relatives cannot transfuse blood to each other, especially blood recipients with low immunity."

Song Lanruo felt that the hairs on her hair were about to stand on end. Why was Chu Yao acting weird today?

They are relatives and they are immunocompromised. Are you talking about them both?

She didn't believe that Chu Yao couldn't see that Chu Wanying's body had no blood relationship with hers.

Chu Yao's words seemed unintentional, but they were like thunder exploding in Ji Yuwei's ears.

Can't relatives give each other blood transfusions?

Did the blood transfusions she and her sister have been doing for so many years, instead of helping her sister, made her condition worse?

No, that's not right. Even if you don't know about it, your father and adoptive mother don't know about it either, so it seems too suspicious.

Doctors will definitely tell them what to pay attention to when doing blood transfusion.

For a moment, Ji Yuwei was confused. Could it be that she had been living a lie for twenty-six years?

She couldn't figure it out, and didn't know who to ask, why they wanted her to give her sister a blood transfusion.

In other words, the sister is not sick, they just want to torture themselves.

Countless thoughts flashed through her mind, and her heart ached. She recalled that a few days ago, her father put a piece of paper in front of her with a cold face.

That is a registration form for voluntary organ donation.

She knew what was going on with her body, and years of regular blood draws had depleted her health.

By signing her name, not only would she be unable to continue dancing, but she would most likely lose her life.

Such a light piece of paper asked her to write such heavy words. The name was given to her by her father, and he wanted to take it back now. What could Ji Yuwei say?

"Senior sister, I see that you don't look well. I happen to know a Chinese medicine doctor who is very knowledgeable about congenital diseases." Chu Yao said deceptively, "Can I leave you my contact information?"

The words "congenital disease" struck a chord in Ji Yuwei's heart. If her sister's disease could be cured, wouldn't everyone be happy?

She nodded and was about to get her cell phone when the classroom bell suddenly rang.

"What are you all doing blocking the door? Didn't you hear the school bell? Those people who are still at the door now, turn around and let me see who it is!"

A stern female voice came from the other end of the corridor, followed by the clatter of high heels, and the students in the classroom fell silent for an instant.

Song Lanruo turned around indifferently. She asked for leave. Is there any problem with where she stands?

But unexpectedly, the woman reached out, raised the pointer, and whipped her thigh hard!

"It's you again, Chu Wanying! You play tricks and are lazy every day! I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"