“Qiao Wan, get out here right now! Stop pretending to be dead in there!”
The violent banging on the door made the wooden panel shake precariously.
What should I do? What should I do!
Qiao Wan huddled in the corner of the bed, too scared to go out, her heart pounding in her throat.
She was just a transmigrator—she was innocent in all this!
Because her crush had brushed her off with the excuse that “the elder brother hasn’t married yet, so it’s not appropriate for you to wed,” the original host had unhesitatingly given her own elder brother enough aphrodisiac to match ten oxen.
She then knocked out the eldest daughter of the He family in the village and locked the two together.
Just thinking about it made Qiao Wan’s heart race wildly, so nervous she wanted to die all over again.
She, Qiao Wan, born under gentle springs and raised beneath red flags, had been a proper, well-behaved girl her whole life—a perfect hexagon of obedience. Her only act of rebellion had been staying up past midnight reading novels.
Then she died, at the tender age of 24.
And then she transmigrated!
The original host was originally the most beloved youngest daughter of the Qiao family in Xiahe Village, North Yue Country, fifteen years old.
In this era where girls could be bought and sold at will.
The original host’s treatment in the Qiao family could be summarized with the word “ancestor.”
Because Qiao’s mother passed away early, the family doted on her, indulging her every whim, which resulted in her developing an arrogant, domineering character who knew nothing of the world!
Domineering was one thing, but she was also a love-struck fool, dead set on marrying the scholar from the Huo family—Huo Yaoxian.
Ultimately, it led to the disaster today!
Fortunately, the Qiao family separated the two in time before anything actually happened, or the consequences would have been unimaginable.
While the whole family was busy detoxifying Qiao Dahe, the original host actually went back to her room to sleep.
When she opened her eyes again, she became the current Qiao Wan.
Two more kicks from the original host’s father sounded at the door.
“Qiao Wan, today I’m going to beat you to death!”
Watching the door panel about to give way, Qiao Wan knew that hiding like this wasn’t a long-term solution.
Fortunately, transmigration wasn’t without its benefits—she had just discovered a Dimension in her consciousness, and right in the center of it was a Water well.
Based on Qiao Wan’s years of novel-reading experience, this Water well was definitely not ordinary.
Steeling herself, she got out of bed and walked out with determination.
The door opened from the inside, and the glaring sunlight fell on her fair, rosy cheeks.
The commotion outside came to an abrupt halt as Qiao Wan looked up and met the furious gaze of Qiao Fugeng at the door.
She declared firmly, “I’m not your daughter, but I can…”
Before she could finish, Qiao Wan was struck to the ground by a palm as large as a cattail leaf fan. Instantly, her cheek burned, and her ears rang.
“You wretched creature! You used that excuse a year ago when you dumped manure into the village’s large well! I think you’ve done so many evil deeds you don’t even remember them yourself!”
“If I don’t beat you to death today, this family will be ruined by you!”
Qiao Fugeng was utterly disappointed in this daughter. Because of the trouble she caused a year ago, the whole family nearly got driven out of the village. In the end, he had to promise to fetch water for the entire village for a year to settle the matter.
He thought she would calm down after that lesson, but who knew she would cause such a huge disaster today!
Qiao Fugeng grabbed his daughter by the collar and dragged her toward the kitchen.
Qiao Wan swayed left and right like a freshly cut piece of pork under her father’s force.
As soon as they entered, Qiao Fugeng threw her in front of a large vat.
“Look at what you’ve done to your elder brother!”
Qiao Wan was yanked up by her hair. Inside the vat, she saw Qiao Dahe, unconscious, his eyes bloodshot, nose bleeding profusely into the bloody water—a shocking sight.
“Quick, find a doctor!”
Qiao Wan had been adopted by the village’s barefoot doctor for a period of time, giving her extensive knowledge of medicine and pathology. Seeing the vat full of bloody water, she knew that without immediate treatment, Qiao Dahe would surely bleed to death.
“Doctor? If you hadn’t pushed Doctor Liu down the mountain half a month ago, would your elder brother be suffering like this?”
Qiao Wan, a civilized model youth, now genuinely felt like cursing. The original owner of this body was truly inhuman!
The village doctor was the lifeline for the entire village’s medical needs. Just because Huo Yaoxian had cut his hand and the doctor didn’t treat it immediately, she pushed him down the mountain.
Now she was facing the consequences of her own actions.
No, Qiao Wan decided she couldn’t just wait for death. Qiao Fugeng had already started looking for a stick in the kitchen, apparently truly intending to beat her to death.
Since explanations were useless, she decided to first fix the mess left by the original owner.
Qiao Wan suddenly stood up and rushed out of the kitchen, ran back to her room to retrieve an embroidery needle, then hurried out again.
On her way, she ducked under Qiao Fugeng’s swinging stick and leaped into the kitchen, immediately blocking the door behind her.
“Qiao Wan, open the door! Your elder brother is dying and you’re still tormenting him!” Qiao Fugeng frantically pounded on the door, roaring at the top of his lungs.
Just then, Qiao Erchuan returned from fetching water outside and, hearing the commotion, grew anxious too. He joined in knocking on the door and pleading:
“Wanwan, your second brother begs you, stop tormenting our elder brother!”
“Whatever you want, just come out quickly, please…”
The door suddenly swung open, causing the Qiao father and son to tumble forward and land flat on the ground.
As Qiao Fugeng scrambled up and pointed at Qiao Wan, ready to angrily curse, he saw her carrying a water bucket back into the kitchen, then forcefully slam the door right in their faces.
Outside, Qiao Erchuan rubbed his nose: “Little sister is really strong!”
“What time is this for you to be complimenting her!” Qiao Fugeng slapped his second son’s head: “Quickly break the door down!”
“Father, if you ask me, elder brother already had feelings for that He Chunliu. Little sister was just kindly trying to bring them together!”
“Kindly my foot! The He family’s daughter was already engaged to Huo Yan. And who is Huo Yan? The Living King of Hell who crawled out from a pile of corpses. Our family stealing his fiancée? We must be tired of living!”
The conversation between the Qiao father and son outside was clearly audible inside the room. Qiao Wan’s hand holding the needle trembled!
This was truly fatal – starting off by offending the Living King of Hell, she was really asking for death!
Steadying her mind, she decided to deal with the immediate problem first.
She held the embroidery needle over the fire to sterilize it, then accurately located the acupoints for directing fire downward on Qiao Dahe and swiftly inserted four needles.
Next, she drew half a bucket of well water from her Dimension and slowly poured it into Qiao Dahe’s mouth.
Qiao Dahe’s entire body was like a burning red charcoal, his head shaking uncontrollably. Despite sweating profusely, Qiao Wan managed to feed him only less than half a bowl of water.
Qiao Dahe’s nose continued to bleed without stopping.
Staring at the well water in her hand, Qiao Wan murmured: “In the book, just a few drops were supposed to work. I’ve already given him half a bowl and it’s still not working? Is this really the Divine Spring or not?”
Regardless, besides feeding him water, Qiao Wan had no other options at the moment.
She picked up another embroidery needle and inserted it into the Ying point.
The pain woke Qiao Dahe, his dazed eyes unable to focus properly.
Seeing this, Qiao Wan quickly handed the water bowl to him: “Elder brother, drink quickly! The water will make you feel better!”
“Lit…little sister…good girl!”
Finally, after forcing down three bowls of well water, the redness on Qiao Dahe’s body faded, his nosebleed stopped, and he fell into a deep sleep inside the large vat.
After removing the needles, Qiao Wan let out a heavy sigh:
“Finally resolved!”
“Bad news! The He family’s daughter has jumped into the river!”
Outside the courtyard, sister Qiao Qing’s scream pierced the air.