"This Wang family is so unlucky. They were kind enough to save someone but the man's enemies came to find them. Not only was Wang killed, but his wife Lin was also frightened and gave birth prematurely. The baby is just over eight months old. As the saying goes, seven months of life is enough, eight months of life is not enough. Whether it can survive is another matter."

"...Just now the midwife came out of the delivery room and said that Lin was too frightened and had heavy bleeding after giving birth to the little girl. It was obvious that she would not survive. Alas... What a sin!"

"Yes, Shopkeeper Wang and his family have always been kind to others. Good people are not rewarded. But it's a pity for Xin Jie'er and Hao Ge'er. One is only thirteen, the other is barely eight, and there is also a newborn baby. I don't know if they can make ends meet."

Amid the noisy sounds around her, the little girl lying on the bed raised her eyelids, then quietly closed them again...

At this moment, Wang Xin had a splitting headache, and a memory that did not belong to her flooded into her mind like a tidal wave:

The young man covered in blood, the big man with a black scarf covering his face, the man who was stabbed in the chest but still stood in front of her, the pregnant woman who held her in her arms... and the cold and fierce young man who broke in later, a series of scenes flashed before her eyes like a revolving lantern...

Based on her years of experience reading novels, she must have traveled through time!

She clearly remembered that the car accident happened around noon.

Yes, after she caught the flu this spring, she felt her physical condition had obviously deteriorated a lot, coughed often, took a lot of different medicines, and received intravenous fluids, but the condition could not be cured, and she had a dull pain in her right chest from time to time.

As a doctor, she had a very bad feeling, and sure enough, after several days of examinations, she was diagnosed with mid-stage lung cancer this morning!

But this was not the most fatal blow. The bigger blow came from her husband, with whom she had depended for nearly twenty years!

On the phone, he whispered to her: His mother said cancer is incurable, and no matter how much money is spent, it will be wasted, so it is better to leave the money to his daughter...

She really didn't expect that her husband, whom she had served so hard for half his life, would be so heartless!

She drove angrily, ready to have a good talk with her husband.

But at the corner of the street one street away from her husband's workplace, she was shocked to see her husband, who was "working overtime", hugging a woman who was more than ten years younger than her. Both of them had smiles on their profiles. Anyone who saw them would think that they were a very happy couple!

Then, then...

She was shocked! Angry!

Before I could come to my senses, I crashed into an oncoming truck with a bang and fell into complete darkness...

When she woke up again, she was here. According to her original body's memory, her name was also Wang Xin and she was thirteen years old.

She also has an eight-year-old brother named Wang Hao, who was admitted to the famous Nanlu Academy in Liangcheng this year.

Her father, Wang Wenjie, opened a shop called Xinglintang on Liangcheng East Street. Because of his excellent medical skills and his generosity, his business had always been good, until last night...

Last night, when her father came back from a medical consultation, he found a young man covered in blood collapsed at the door. Out of a doctor's conscience, he helped the man in, cleaned the wound and bandaged it. After a busy work, he finally saved the man. The young man didn't dare to stay for long, fearing that he would bring trouble to them. After leaving the medical fee, he left overnight despite her father's dissuasion.

Soon after, a large man wearing a black scarf and a mask rushed in and started searching without saying a word. It was obvious that he came to hunt down the young man.

Not finding the person, the big man in black wanted to capture her and interrogate the whereabouts of the boy. My father tried to stop her and was stabbed in the chest by the big man.

She still remembered the scene of the knife slashing across her father's chest and blood gushing out...

When she was being protected by her mother and retreating, she accidentally tripped over the door sill and fell backwards. In panic, she heard her mother scream. Looking in the direction of the sound, she saw a young man with a stern face flying over and stabbing the masked man in the throat with a sword.

Then she hit the back of her head somewhere, felt a sharp pain, and passed out...

Wang Xin's thoughts were churning. He tried hard to suppress the nausea rising in his chest, struggled to sit up, opened his eyes and looked towards the voice...

In the dim room, standing in front of the low kang table were two women in their thirties.

The woman in blue had a long face and was a little older. According to the original body's memory, she should be Aunt Zhao, the proprietress of "Zhao's Cloth Shop" next door. She was sighing repeatedly!

The round-faced woman in blue is Miss Liu from the grocery store opposite. She is a widow, straightforward and bold, and is usually on good terms with the original owner's mother.

At this time, Madam Liu was standing with her hands behind her back, anxiously turning around. When she looked up, she found that Wang Xin had woken up. Her eyes lit up and she shouted to the outside repeatedly, "Xiner is awake! Xiner is awake! She's finally awake..."

While holding her hand, he rushed outside.

Wang Xin staggered after being pulled, but he resisted the urge to hurry up and keep up with the others to avoid falling. He secretly looked around and saw a small courtyard. The courtyard was still covered in blood...

Liu Niangzi pulled her and ran to the door of the next room. On the threshold, a handsome little boy of about seven or eight years old was sitting with his knees hugged. Tears were on his face, and he looked at her blankly with panic and helplessness. This was the younger brother of the original owner. Without saying anything more to him, Liu Niangzi pulled her and pushed open the door. The bloody smell filled her nose, and Wang Xin was dragged to the bedside.

The woman on the bed was about the same age as Madam Liu. She was in a dishevel, her eyes were wide open, her face was pale, and she was breathing out but not in. Wang Xin, with his many years of medical experience, knew that there was no way to save her. Next to her was a half-worn floral swaddling cloth.

Suddenly, an inexplicable grief surged in Wang Xin's heart. He couldn't help but burst into tears. He threw himself uncontrollably towards the woman on the bed and cried out "Mom!"

The voice was crisp and childish. Wang Xin was completely stunned. She looked at her hand, which was several sizes smaller, in disbelief. Her confused mind suddenly became clear as if struck by lightning: the inexplicable grief she just felt must be the remaining emotions of this body.

When the woman on the bed saw her, she focused her eyes wide open with difficulty and moved her fingers, but she didn't even have the strength to lift them. Wang Xin hurried forward to hold them, and they were cold to the touch.

The woman's lips moved, and Wang Xin couldn't help but put his ear close to hers. The woman said with difficulty in an almost inaudible voice: "Take good...take good...care of your...brother...and...sister...No...No...Don't...take...revenge..."

Wang Xin was already in tears, and he instinctively responded in a low voice. Then Wang Xin felt his hand sink, and when he looked at the woman again, she had closed her eyes and remained silent.

Madam Liu placed her hand on the tip of the woman's nose on the bed, shook her head for a while, and whispered, "She's gone..."

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