After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 2: Awakening (2)

However, Old Master Zuo was busy with his business and often did not go home.

She had always been bullied by her brothers and sisters from the Zuo family. This time, she was almost killed by the eldest grandson of the Zuo family when he cut her wrist.

Si Fuqing's long eyelashes drooped, and a hint of ruthlessness appeared in her eyes.

In her previous life, she was also an orphan. She was lucky enough to be picked up by her sister and taken care of. Later on, she entered a sect and had a group of black-hearted senior brothers and sisters.

In the end, before she could enjoy her life, she was blown up with a bang.

Such an achievement was probably unmatched in the entire sect. She certainly lived up to her reputation of "ghosts would cry in the sight of her".

"Alright, stop talking." Zuo Tianfeng stopped Mrs. Zuo symbolically." Let's settle the inheritance first.""

"Look at her," Mrs. Zuo said, with hatefulness in her tone,"I'm afraid she's going to cling onto us.""

The adoption agreement was signed by Old Master Zuo. No one had the right to destroy it.

Now that Si Fuqing was an adult, if she did not agree, the adoption agreement could not be terminated.

Si Fuqing stood up and finally looked at Mrs. Zuo.

Her wrist was still wrapped in gauze, and blood was seeping out bit by bit.

It was a shocking sight. She looked as if she couldn't feel any pain. Her vixen-like eyes were curved and she rolled them around, charming and radiating.

Si Fuqing's lips curled into a slow smile. "Get lost."

".."

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

Dozens of people from the Zuo family stopped talking and looked over in surprise.

They knew very well how Si Fuqing was like in the Zuo family.

She had always been submissive and did not even dare to raise her head, let alone speak harshly to Mrs. Zuo.

Mrs. Zuo was so angry that her eyes turned red. She took two steps forward and was about to grab the girl's hand. "Si Fuqing, how dare you!"

Si Fuqing tilted her head, the smile on her looked icy, and her condescending voice was let out the same words, "Get lost."

Mrs. Zuo was careless and fell a few steps in her high heels.

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Zuo Tianfeng caught her in time and said sternly, "Si Fuqing!"

Si Fuqing put on her coat and went downstairs without looking back.

"She's throwing a tantrum?" Mrs. Zuo's chest was heaving up and down. She was obviously very angry. "When she gets out of the Zuo family, I'll see how she can laugh in the future. I'll remember what happened today!""

Zuo Tianfeng looked back and frowned.

There was something wrong with Si Fuqing today. Could she have gone crazy from the trauma?

However, this had nothing to do with him. Si Fuqing was about to leave the Zuo family, and he had no time or mood to teach an outsider.

**

Third floor, Emergency Department.

The person on duty was a female doctor in her fifties. She frowned and said, "Give me your hand."

Si Fuqing narrowed his eyes and reached out his hand obediently.

"How did you get injured like this?" The female doctor removed the gauze and took a deep breath." Why can't you discuss it with your family? Why must you hurt yourself?"

"Girl, why don't you know how to cherish your good looks?"

Si Fuqing blinked and admitted, "Sister, I was wrong."

The girl's eyes were dark and bright. Her eyelashes were long and thick, like the thin wings of a butterfly that gently patted her cheek.

A few strands of hair fell down, making her porcelain white skin look like it was carved from jade.

No one could reject Si Fuqing's face.

The female doctor's heart softened instantly. "I'll be here every Wednesday and Friday at the ER. If you encounter any troublesome matters in the future and can't find anyone, come and find me."

Si Fuqing's eyes turned, innocently, she said "Thank you, big sister."

The female doctor looked down while she stitched up her wound. She said, feeling speechless, "Don't call me big sister. I'm old enough to be your mother. Sit properly and don't move."

Si Fuqing was speechless this time.

The flattery attempt failed miserably.

"Auntie, do you have a needle? Give me a stab here." Si Fuqing pointed out an acupuncture point and smiled." It stops bleeding quickly."

The female doctor was surprised.

To be able to easily tell the acupuncture point to stop bleeding, one must have some knowledge of Chinese medicine.

Si Fuqing was not modest at all. She said cynically," Just so-so, third-best in the world."

The female doctor did not know what to respond.

Just like her daughter, she had a chuunibyou disease.

The female doctor stitched up Si Fuqing's wound and disinfected it. She instructed, "Don't touch water, don't use your left hand to do strenuous exercise. Come back in a week to change your dressing. Come see me directly. This is some medicine for internal use."

Si Fuqing nodded in thanks. She took the list of medicines and went downstairs to the pharmacy.

She slowly opened her WeChat wallet.

Balance: 250

"..."

Very well, even the numbers were mocking her for blowing herself up.

Si Fuqing put her phone back and went to the pharmacy door expressionlessly.

When had she ever been so poor?

**

It was still a little cold in the early spring, but the wind was even colder at night.

Si Fuqing wrapped the coat on her a bit more tightly and walked to the back door of the hospital.

There was a black car parked there. The car was mottled and very old. It was at least a model from ten years ago.

She remembered this car.

When she came of age last year, Old Master Zuo gave her a car as a gift for her coming-of-age ceremony. However, it was later taken away by the third daughter of the Zuo family and instead, an old car was given to her in exchange.

Si Fuqing pushed open the car door indifferently and sat in the driver's seat.

There was a small calendar in front of the car, and the dates on it were clear and distinct.

March 14th, 2085.

She held the calendar and clicked her tongue. "It's already 2085..."

She had been dead for three years.

She didn't expect her to be able to resurrect, and return to the world three years later.

The events that had happened in the past three years were blank to her. It was not a long time, but it was enough for things to remain the same and people to change.

Right now, she was in the Great Xia Empire and was too far away from her sect. She couldn't even return.

Even if she went back, who would believe that she wasn't dead?

Si Fuqing opened a bottle of coke that she had just bought from the vending machine. Her smile deepened. "I drank you when I did, and now I'm drinking you when I'm back alive. I really love you deeply."

It was two o'clock in the morning, and the surroundings were silent. The dark night sky even covered the stars and the moon.

A night breeze blew past the window. Si Fuqing's eyes moved.

It was the smell of fresh blood, very light and faint, mixed with a faint fragrance that covered it.

However, she had been fighting and killing all year round, so she was very sensitive to this smell.

Si Fuqing took another sip of coke and twisted the lid.

She was now a pauper and did not want to waste the coke.

With her other hand, she had already reached for a screwdriver in the car.

In just a moment, the locked car door was silently opened.

A cold and clear aura invaded, and the smell of blood suddenly intensified.

This was a man.

He was tall and bulky, with broad shoulders, a perfect waist, and strong and slender legs.

Just like a golden statue, he looked like he could not be profaned, only worshipped.

The night was dark, and this body had not undergone night vision training. Si Fuqing could not see his appearance clearly.

There was a hint of a smile in her eyes as she looked at him with her head propped up, one hand tossing over the coke bottle.

The girl's fearless expression caused the man's movements to stop.

But he did not forget the important thing, and his long back bent slightly.

"Shh." His slender fingers gently pressed against her lips.

At the same time, he closed the car door with his other hand.