Rebirth: My Dear Little Wife Is So Scheming

Chapter 20: Chapter 20 Myocardial Infarction Chapter 20: Chapter 20 Myocardial Infarction Bai Xiao lay in her blanket, and although she was exhausted from the day, she just couldn’t fall asleep. her mind was like a movie, scene by scene, playing everything from her past life—her anger, her grievances, her unwillingness, and her final struggle—all flashed before her eyes.

Out of anger, she clenched her fists tightly! She accidentally pulled at the wound in her arm and Bai Xiao winced in pain.

Now she should try her special ability, the past and present were not urgent matters for the moment.

The urgent matter was to test whether the effect of her special ability was the same as in her previous life.

She closed her eyes and gently laid her uninjured right hand over the wound. The familiar sensation immediately emerged—a warm, hot energy flowed into her arm at the wound, lingering and accumulating there, before slowly enveloping and vanishing from sight.

She didn’t unwrap the wound. If she did, she wouldn’t be able to pretend it was still there, as the villagers were all watching. If her arm suddenly healed by tomorrow, it would surely attract attention, so for now, she couldn’t remove the gauze. She had to wait a few days.

However, she touched the wound on her forehead! That one she decided not to heal.

Her breathing started to quicken, and she knew it was coming—the aftereffects, probably a punishment for her consumption of her special ability. She could feel a chill rising from her bare feet, and she couldn’t hear anything around her, including the neighbor’s barking dog.

It seemed as if all of a sudden, she deflated like a balloon, sagging down.

All her senses became heavy and sluggish, she felt colder, and it seemed as if all her internal organs were sculptures of ice—the cold originated within her, not from the outside. She shivered and wrapped herself tighter in the blanket, burying her whole body in it, knowing how to deal with such an ordeal.

She knew that being wrapped in a quilt in July and still shivering was something of a miracle. She remembered watching a foreign film, in which the female lead had a similar ability. However, that character wasn’t a healer, and she also had a male lead who was ever-present to clear all obstacles and provide warmth, while Bai Xiao had to shoulder everything on her own.

Heh, even with her teeth chattering from the cold, she still felt so excited she wanted to cry. Everything had returned. Her special ability had come back much earlier than in her last life, and this time she could save her sister and brother—they wouldn’t have to die. This time, she would change everything with her own hands.

She wouldn’t die!

She already knew the price from her last life—gaining something meant you had to compensate with something else. This was probably the fairest compensation from the heavens.

Wrapped in the blanket, she fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up the next day, her hands and feet still hadn’t recovered—they were so cold that they were stiff, making getting out of bed difficult. but at least her body wasn’t cold anymore. She rubbed her feet to ease the temperature and improve blood circulation, feeling great. Nothing could stop that joy. After all, the most reliable thing in this world is having the power to control your own life and the lives of others without anyone else knowing.

After tidying up her bedding, she opened the door and breathed the fresh air of the morning mountain village. Everything was about to begin.

But now she had to consider what to do today. First, she had to solve the problem of food. The village chief Liu Baoguo had already told her that she could borrow fifty pounds of cornmeal, and the autumn harvest wasn’t far away. But even with the harvest, Li Chunhua probably wouldn’t agree to give her grain. Besides, school would start in September, and she needed to go to school; food wasn’t that important.

What was important was that the college admission notice would definitely arrive in the next few days. Because she lived at her uncle’s house, she had written that address—it was definitely a matter of these next few days. So the first thing to do was to get the admission notice in hand and not let her grandmother talk nonsense.

The remaining issue was the matter of travel expenses, but that could be discussed later. The pressing matter was the admission notice.

She fetched water to wash her face. The water jar had been temporarily lent to her by Old Lady Wang from the village. Wang Jiacheng, the eldest grandson of the Wang Family, had carried the water for her. Today she had to do all these things herself, which wasn’t too difficult, but there were too many things she lacked, such as even a shoulder pole—every possession had long been taken away by her uncle’s mother.

After washing her face and scattering the water in the yard, she grabbed a broom to sweep the courtyard clean. This type of broom, made from brittle broom grass cut from the mountains by the villagers, wasn’t worth much. Everyone could make one, so they had left one for her.

There was already a knock at the door.

Bai Xiao opened the door to find Liu Baoguo, the Security Director, and the Women’s Director all present. With a bag slung over his shoulder, the Security Director had brought some grain, which Bai Xiao knew was lent to her. She quickly smiled and said, “Uncle Village Chief, Uncle Security Director, Auntie, you’ve come so early. If it weren’t for your help, I might have starved to death…” she choked up, unable to continue speaking. She wasn’t putting on an act; at this moment, she could only show weakness, and she was indeed vulnerable.

She had no grain, no money.

If no one had helped, she would have been waiting to starve to death.

Rebirth was not omnipotent.

Liu Baoguo nodded, showing a comforting smile, “Don’t mention it. I’ll talk to your uncle about your situation. The grain should come from him, but it can be deducted in the fall. After all, the land is registered under your uncle’s name! So it’s only right. Our village doesn’t let anyone starve to death.”

Bai Xiao helped Director Li Guoqing unload the bag of flour. Before she could offer polite words, she saw Li Guoqing suddenly clutch his chest and bend over to fall down. Bai Xiao was shocked and hurried to support him, but couldn’t hold him up; Li Guoqing had completely collapsed.

Liu Baoguo and Women’s Director Wang Meihua rushed over, shaking Li Guoqing, “Old Li, Old Li! What’s wrong with you?”

Li Guoqing clutched his chest, crying out in pain.

Bai Xiao realized something was wrong. In her previous life, due to her special ability, she deliberately learned a lot of basic pathology and treatment methods in both Traditional Chinese Medicine and Western medicine to hide her ability. It was clear that Liu Guoqing was exhibiting signs of a myocardial infarction.

“Uncle, I’ll go call the village doctor! Uncle Li doesn’t look good. Don’t move him at all. It looks like a myocardial infarction. Moving him carelessly could be fatal!”

Upon hearing this, Wang Meihua grabbed Bai Xiao, “Do you have medical knowledge?” Then she remembered Bai Xiao’s deceased father, who had been a barefoot doctor, and that he would not have had a car accident with his wife while selling medicinal herbs in the county if it weren’t for his profession.

It seemed that the child had picked up some knowledge as well.

“I’ll go call the village doctor. You stay here. At least if something happens, we have someone knowledgeable here to avoid a bigger disaster.” In a hurry, Wang Meihua ran out.

Liu Baoguo looked at Li Guoqing, who was already in a bad state, clearly seeing that his eyes had rolled back. What should they do?