Chapter 2 What are you laughing at?

Once bound to the YS system, one could freely summon medications and medical equipment as desired.

Without time to think further, she rapidly applied the hemostatic treatment to the severely injured body using the knowledge she had learned in her everyday life.

Pain emanated from below, and she could hardly bear it, only able to fiercely bite into the unknown material of her clothing.

But the agonizing moans still echoed in the darkness.

Approximately a quarter of an hour later, the pain finally subsided slightly.

Shao He licked her somewhat cracked lips, her eyes expressing an unprecedented coldness.

"Whimper—"

A baby's cry suddenly sounded in the night.

Shao He's heart stopped for a second, and she quickly turned her head, the image of the infant who had drowned in sewage now gazing at her with its mouth open.

From its mouth, cries still emerged.

A surge of ecstasy suddenly welled up within her, and Shao He could hardly believe it—the child was still alive!

She hurriedly scooped the child up from the ground; its face was blue, initially appearing like a fleeting return to life.

Having no time to think further, Shao He wished she had adrenaline.

A vial of adrenaline with a syringe immediately fell onto the baby.

Shao He's face lit up as she injected only a small dose.

The baby's appearance quickly changed.

Its face was no longer deathly pale, nor were there any painful moans.

Shao He could not help but exclaim in amazement—the original host had not survived, but it was thanks to her body that she survived and was given such a vigorously alive child!

Before she could catch her breath and relax, she looked around; the place appeared utterly dilapidated, with even the surrounding walls being low and stumpy. At that moment, the moonlight broke through the clouds, casting a gloomy light on the even more desolate courtyard.

Shao He was trying to get up when she suddenly heard footsteps.

"Ghost—ghost! Madam… madam has come back from the dead!"

It was the servant who had come to collect the bodies of the original Shao He and the child. Seeing Shao He sitting there with a pallid face under the moonlight, he thought she looked like a vengeful ghost come to claim lives!

Watching him scramble and roll out of the courtyard, Shao He's heart tightened again.

Soon, a series of rapid footsteps reached Shao He's ears.

Her blood-soaked eyelids lifted slightly.

"You are still not dead?"

Chu Yu, clad in a dark robe with his long hair hanging loose down to his waist, and even not tied back, approached her. His handsome face bore traces of disgust, and even his voice lacked any affection that might be expected between a couple.

Instead of anger, Shao He smiled, but a teardrop fell from her blood-soaked eyes.

It was the emotions of the original host acting up.

Her eyes, bloodied, resembled a poisoned snake, "Heh, are you disappointed that I'm not dead?"

"Marquis…madam, how could you transform into this state?"

Luo Jiner hid behind Chu Yu's shoulder, frightened, her frail body trembling beneath a white cloak.

Chu Yu was startled.

But he had no time to think further, only feeling his disgust rapidly increasing to the point of enveloping his heart.

"Indeed a disaster that leaves a lasting bane. Such a sinister and venomous woman like her should have just been feigning unconsciousness from the start!"

"A disaster that leaves a lasting bane?"

Shao He pointed at herself and laughed scornfully, "Chu Yu, how can you have the face to say such words to me? The least qualified to curse me is someone like you, a beast who could mercilessly harm his own flesh and blood…uh!"

Before she finished speaking, Chu Yu's eyes darkened dramatically as he suddenly lunged forward, stretching out his arm and fiercely gripping her delicate neck!

"Do not think that your feigned death or fainting, or even your pretense at resistance, would soften my heart. A vicious woman like you deserves to die a hundred, a thousand times over!"

"Cough—"

A strong sensation of asphyxiation overcame her, turning Shao He's face gradually purplish-blue.

"Ha…haha…" She did not plead for mercy. Instead, she suppressed the suffocating sensation and laughed lowly.

"What are you laughing at?"