I snagged a bargain in a melodramatic novel and became incredibly wealthy!

"Xiao Baihua, I only want one of your kidneys, not your life!"

Why can't you just give it to me?

The man held the woman's hand and pressed it against the streetlight. The night was dark, and the light from the streetlight fell on the three of them.

Xiao Baihua, her face streaked with tears, sobbed, "Zongchai, I've already given her two kidneys, why do you want me to give her more?"

"Don't you still have ninety-eight?"

"Just one more, just one more!"

The man softened his tone as he said this: "She got your kidney, but you... got my heart."

Zongchai slowly released his hand, moved down, pinched her slender waist, lowered his head and sealed her lips with his, stopping only after a while.

Xiao Baihua blushed, looked up at him, placed her slender, fair hands on her chest, cut open her chest, dug out a bloody kidney, and handed it to Zong Chai: "Zong Chai, here you go, you... hurry up and save Bai Yue."

As she spoke, she bit her lip, trying to suppress her inner pain, watching helplessly as her beloved man used his own kidney to save someone else—a woman, and... this woman was his first love.

"I knew you were the most sensible, Bai Bai." Zong Chai smiled and patted her head, then casually took the bloody kidney from her hand and threw it on the ground, saying, "Bai Bai, you can just dig it out and give it to Bai Yue right here. It will be fresher, and she will recover faster."

Once she recovers, I can devote myself entirely to you.

Xiao Baihua nodded, and the two held hands, got into the 18-meter-long luxury Rolls-Royce, and went to the hospital.

Caiyi, crouching under the streetlamp, stared at the bloody, supposedly kidney-like object in his left hand, which seemed to still be throbbing.

The information was obtained from the crazy couple who had just been whispering sweet nothings over her head.

She stretched her head and ate a few bites of the bread she had rummaged through the garbage in her right hand. With trembling fingers, she touched the throbbing kidney... it was warm.

Fresh blood was still flowing on it.

She slapped herself, the pain contorting her face, confirming that she wasn't dreaming; she had truly traveled through time.

She transmigrated into the melodramatic novel she was reading, with a simple and straightforward title—"The Melodramatic Novels I Followed Back in the Day?"

The main characters in the book are either on the path of giving their hearts and souls, on the path of being a spendthrift, or on the path of disregarding human life... in short, there are very few normal ones.

When asked why she wasn't panicked at all, she thought, "If someone is starving to death and has to rummage through trash cans like a beggar to survive, they wouldn't be afraid of these trivial matters beyond life and death."

So, those idiots she encountered a few days ago must also be the main characters.

She never intended to be a beggar, but the body she transmigrated into was that of a beggar sleeping in a garbage dump.

The memories of this body also told her that she was a beggar.

Without identification, she was an undocumented person and naturally couldn't find a job.

Feeling guilty because it wasn't her real identity, she didn't dare go to the police to get an ID card.

When the police ask her why she didn't apply for an ID card from them for the previous nineteen years, she won't be able to explain.

To survive, she chose a noisy street and busked on an overpass.

He earned a few taels of silver a day.

A vibrant young woman appeared, claiming that she was young, capable, and didn't work, but instead swindled money from people.

She really thanked him. How is performing for money considered cheating? How is it cheating?

—But alas!

Those passersby believed her and robbed her of her daily earnings, which was her money for performing!

Not only did they rob her, they also crushed her only bowl, the one she used to hold money and food.

An iron bowl with two holes!

What deep-seated hatred could drive someone to treat her bowl like that?

——Alright!

If street performing doesn't work, she can always pick up trash.

He rummaged through one trash can after another, spending a whole day collecting enough bottles and jars to make one meal.

at this time!

A damned lunatic appeared, snarling, "Qiu Rourou, you'd rather scavenge garbage to save your mother!"

"Nobody wants to accept my money!"

"I'll burn it all down, let's see how you pick up the trash then!"

"Let's see if you beg me or not!"

The man raised his hand, and a bodyguard beside him, holding a torch, set fire to the bottles and jars she had painstakingly collected.

Qiu Rourou broke down in tears, shaking her head, her hair flying in the wind: "Gu Qinyu, do you have to be so cruel?"

"I tell you!"

You may have my body, but you will never have my heart!

Gu Qinyu's eyes blazed with fury: "Ha, woman, you've successfully angered me!"

After saying that, he grabbed her hand and boarded the diamond-encrusted airplane, which was 25 meters wide and 3 meters long. The group disappeared from Caiyi's sight.

Caiyi stared in disbelief at the diamond-encrusted plane taking off...

He suddenly burst out cursing: "Are you all fucking crazy?!"

"They start fires and then don't put them out?!"

The flames from the burning bottles and jars grew stronger and stronger, and the temperature was scorching.

Caiyi frantically searched for anything that could stop the fire, enduring the pain of being burned by the flames, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Fire! Fire!"

Passersby A, B, C, and D arrived and called the fire department, which extinguished the fire in time, preventing it from spreading to the green belt.

After this experience, Caiyi gave up the idea of ​​picking up trash and chose to rummage through garbage cans instead.

She's going to starve to death if she doesn't eat.

The only food she ever ate was a gift from a firefighter.

However, this is not a long-term solution.

After two days without food, Cai Yi was so hungry that he was dizzy and lightheaded when he luckily found a piece of bread in the trash can.

She didn't care that the bread had been torn; her priority was whether she could survive.

She found a bright street lamp, squatted down, and ate her bread.

The eccentric old man and woman appeared, and their conversation confirmed to her that she had transmigrated into the book!

Coming to her senses, she looked at the bloody kidney and a sudden inspiration struck her.

If she donates this kidney to the state, will she be able to get a government job?

after all!

This is a kidney that doesn't require matching and has no rejection issues.

—And not just one!

Xiao Baihua's heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, 600 pieces.

Why not five hundred?

Because a person has two kidneys, Xiao Baihua, one of the female protagonists in those melodramatic novels we used to read, was quite remarkable, with 200 kidneys.

Zongchai has 600, Baiyue has 600, and the three of them together have more than 1700. Since they're just throwing them away randomly anyway, it's better to make the most of them.

They're quick to tear out your heart and lungs, rip out your liver and kidneys, and what they do one second might be trampled into dust the next.

Caiyi didn't understand the operation of enduring the pain of dissection and then discarding it like trash, but she respected it, after all, it wasn't her who was in pain.

I just... I wonder if handing over so much money will be enough for her to get a government job?

She remembered this part of the story: a high-ranking national figure died in the Zong family hospital.

Cai asked passersby for directions and arrived at the Zong family hospital.

Only the mentally ill are unaware of each other's information; passersby know everything clearly and plainly.

Bai Yue, also known as the female supporting character, is currently receiving treatment at the Zongjia Hospital.

On the day of the kidney transplant, all the doctors at the Zong family hospital were brought to her operating room by Zongchai.

A great man died as a result.

The important person was already anesthetized and entered the operating room, waiting for the doctor to perform the transplant.

The author may have written this specifically to highlight the special relationship between Zongchai and Baiyue.

Zongchai kicked open the operating room door, glared at the doctor holding a scalpel, and roared, "What are you still doing here?"

"Go and operate on Bai Yue immediately!"

"If she dies, you will all be buried with her!"

After saying this, Zongchai had his bodyguards arrest the doctor and nurse and take them to Baiyue's operating room.

The important man lay there alone, ignored by everyone.

The Baiyue surgery was performed by 203 doctors and cared for by 507 nurses.

The transplant was successful after a day's work.

The important person's doctor mentioned it briefly and then went back to complete the surgery.

Zong Chai grabbed his collar, his voice cold and deep: "Bai Yue hasn't woken up yet, you have to stay here and guard her."

The doctor dared not speak and could only stay with the other doctors and nurses.

The important figure died on the day Bai Yue woke up.

A single surgery involved 710 doctors and nurses; it's a mystery how so many people could fit in the operating room.

Perhaps this world doesn't need logic.

In a hospital run by a madman, logic is even less necessary.

Caiyi looked at the empty hospital and fell silent.

She knew there were many doctors and nurses in Baiyue's operating room, but—you even dragged away the security guard at the door, is that reasonable?

Are the security guards going to the operating room to administer electric shocks?

She had been thinking of asking the security guard which floor and which operating room the important person was on.

Well, I guess I'll have to find it myself.