When the smell of disinfectant rushed into my nose, I was being pulled out of a black Maybach.
My wrists were pinched so hard that it hurt. Several male doctors in white coats surrounded me, their eyes filled with disgust that "this woman is real." Before I could figure out the situation, it felt like someone had poured a pot of paste into my mind, but the scene in front of me became clearer and clearer - a brightly lit private hospital building, with a row of respectful nurses standing at the door, and a handsome face so cold it could freeze.
The face is handsome. The kind of handsome guy who could be on the cover of a financial magazine, with his eyebrows as cold as a ridge, his thin lips pursed tightly, and his whole body exuding a sense of "don't mess with me".
But the words he spoke were sharper than ice blades.
"Shen Qingyi, can you be any more disgusting?" He shook off my hand and looked at me condescendingly, his eyes full of disgust, "Shiyu fell down and needed a blood transfusion. Why are you pretending to be dizzy? You have to have me come to pick you up before you move? Do you think that if you perform this cruel trick, I will look at you more?"
Shen Qingyi?
My mind exploded.
Isn't this the heroine from the sadistic novel I stayed up late to catch up on? The wronged heroine who was used as a substitute by the boss, stepped on by Bai Yueguang, and turned into a scumbag? What's her name? Yes, Gu Beichen's stand-in wife, Lin Shiyu, Bai Yueguang's blood-packed tool!
Have I traveled through time?
Before he had time to digest this information, a cold electronic sound suddenly sounded in his mind.
[Ding—The luck swallowing system was successfully bound.
