After the Death of the Real Daughter, Both Parents Went Crazy with Regrets

I am the real daughter of a wealthy family, and my biological parents went bankrupt just after I was accepted into my family. I didn't say much, I just quietly found two more jobs, from three jobs to five jobs. While giving money to my adoptive parents to save up for medicine, I was also paying off the debts of my biological parents. I woke up early and slept late at night, sleeping only four hours a day. When I was hungry, I only ate steamed buns and pickled mustard. Finally, my body couldn't bear it anymore and I fainted. I was sent to the hospital where I was diagnosed with gastric cancer. I went to borrow money from my adoptive parents, but I was kicked out of the house with disgust: "We don't want daughters who are greedy for wealth." I was wandering around in despair, but on the road I saw my parents who were bankrupt and in debt, well-dressed, and lavishly celebrating the birthday of their fake daughter. At that moment, I realized. Why do I have to have one set of parents?