Reborn as a heiress, she transforms into a ruthless vengeful woman.

As soon as Xing Fei entered the consultation room, Ye Xingchen's expression darkened. He glanced at the patient's name on the computer, "Xing Guizhen," and instantly realized that Xing Fei had registered using someone else's ID. He immediately called a nurse.

"Nurse Yu, this patient's condition is rather special. Could you stay with him for a while?"

"I'm a patient's family member, I'll stay with her." Seeing Qiao Lin appear at the door, Ye Xingchen asked Nurse Yu to leave.

Ye Xingchen looked at the computer and asked Xing Fei, "Where do you feel unwell?"

Xing Fei stared straight at him, "In my heart."

Ye Xingchen typed on the keyboard, "Then you need to go to the cardiology department. I'll cancel your appointment here, and you can register again."

Xing Fei suddenly changed her tune, "My shoulder is uncomfortable."

Ye Xingchen said impatiently, "What's wrong? Describe it, what type of pain is it, and where is it located?"

Xing Fei remained silent, and Ye Xingchen continued, "Let's not waste time. If you can't describe it, then let's go make a film."

Xing Fei stopped delaying and casually pointed to her shoulder blade, "It hurts here."

"It might be frozen shoulder. Get an MRI."

Ye Xingchen filled out the receipt and handed it over.

Xing Fei reached out to catch it, and then Ye Xingchen screamed, "Ah—!!"

Suddenly, Xing Fei pulled out a mini syringe and, while they were exchanging documents, stabbed Ye Xingchen's hand. As he pulled his hand back, a bloody mark appeared on the back of his hand.

Qiao Lin quickly stepped forward and slashed at Xing Fei's neck, snatching the syringe from her hand. Then he hurriedly went out to call a nurse.

"Quickly take Dr. Ye to get his wound treated; he was just scratched by a patient!"

Qiao Lin carried Xing Fei back to the car, then called Ye Xinghe, "Miss, something's happened! Xing Fei just pricked the Second Young Master with a needle, and we don't know what's inside."

"What?!" Ye Xinghe quickly walked to a secluded spot and whispered, "How is my second brother now? Where is Xing Fei?"

Qiao Lin: "The second young master is in the hospital getting his wounds treated. Xing Fei is with me now. I knocked her unconscious."

"Okay, take her to the warehouse in the north of the city where I was kidnapped before. The warehouse key is behind the haystack on the left. I'll be right there!"

Ye Xinghe hung up the phone and rushed to the president's office. As soon as she pushed open the door, she saw Hua Qingmeng sitting at his desk, having a video conference.

Seeing her panicked expression, Hua Qingmeng turned off the video feed and sound. "What happened?"

Ye Xinghe took a deep breath to calm herself down. "My second brother was just pricked with a needle. I don't know what's inside. I have to go and see."

Hua Qingmeng picked up the phone and dialed a number. "Don't worry, I can't get away right now. I'll have Gu Chuan go with you."

Ye Xinghe ran quickly to the parking lot, where Gu Chuan was already waiting.

"Furukawa, I need a few things. Go buy them as soon as possible, and then we'll meet at the warehouse in the north of the city."

After saying that, the two went their separate ways. Ye Xinghe headed to Jiangyang First Hospital.

When Ye Xinghe arrived, Ye Xingchen had already treated his wounds and was waiting for a blood test.

"Why are you here? Did Qiao Lin tell you?"

Ye Xinghe grabbed his hand and examined it closely. "Second brother, how are you? What did she use to stab you?"

Ye Xingchen withdrew his hand. "Don't worry, the wound has been treated. We'll just wait for the results after the blood is drawn."

Ye Xinghe pouted, her eyes filled with tears, "Didn't you say you were very clever yesterday?!"

"Don't worry so much. I got pricked before when I was in school." Ye Xingchen took out a piece of paper and handed it to Ye Xinghe. "Go back to work."

Ye Xinghe didn't take it. Her hands were clenched into fists, and her throat trembled as if she were choking up. "Tell me the results as soon as they come out."

Ye Xingchen responded easily.

Ye Xinghe left the hospital and called Zhao Xuanxuan on the way.

"Xuanxuan, I have a blood sample and an unidentified liquid that need to be tested urgently. I need Uncle Zhao's help."

Zhao Xuanxuan sensed that Ye Xinghe's mood was off. "I'll tell my dad, you can take it over. What's wrong?"

"I'll talk to you when I have time." Ye Xinghe hung up the phone, stepped on the gas, and headed straight for the warehouse in the north of the city.

When Ye Xinghe arrived at the warehouse, Gu Chuan was already there and handed her the things he had bought.

Xing Fei had already woken up. Seeing Ye Xinghe enter, she arrogantly said, "Ye Xinghe, is that all you've got?! Why did you kidnap me?! Are you going to beat me up? Let me tell you! Ye Xingchen and I are now bound together. He'll never be able to leave me for the rest of his life."

Ye Xinghe glanced at Xing Fei, who was tied to the chair, and without saying a word, took out five syringes from the bag and walked towards her.

Without any sterilization or technique, she took the syringe and plunged it directly into Xing Fei's hand. No matter how Xing Fei screamed or struggled, Ye Xinghe seemed oblivious, drawing a full five vials of blood before finally stopping.

Qiao Lin took out the syringe that Xing Fei used to stab Ye Xingchen, "She used this to stab the second young master."

Ye Xinghe glanced at the five vials of blood that had just been drawn. She kept one vial and handed the rest to Gu Chuan. "I've already made arrangements. Hurry up and give it to Captain Zhao of the Criminal Investigation Brigade for testing."

"Just wait there, and let me know as soon as you get the results."

After Gu Chuan left, Ye Xinghe took out a large triangular needle from the bag and stuck it directly into Xing Fei's wrist. "Tell me, what did you stick in my second brother?"

As she spoke, Ye Xinghe moved the prism little by little, tracing it downwards towards her fingertips.

Xing Fei was in unbearable pain, screaming loudly, her face turning from red to purple.

Ye Xinghe narrowed her eyes as she looked at Xing Fei, a cruel smile playing on her lips. "You won't talk, huh?"

"can."

She pulled out the needle and inserted it in a different spot. Each time she inserted it, the needle tip went in about a third of the way, and then she slowly moved it downwards, as if sculpting a work of art.

Xing Fei screamed hoarsely, her hair, soaked with cold sweat, clung haphazardly to her forehead as she breathed rapidly. Soon, deep red welts appeared on the back of her hands.

Ye Xinghe stood up, took out a bottle of high-concentration alcohol from the bag, opened the cap, and looked at Xing Fei with disdain, "Are you going to talk or not?"

Xing Fei's face turned from purple to white, staring at her with scarlet eyes, biting her lower lip tightly, her nostrils flaring.

Ye Xinghe had no patience to wait any longer and poured the alcohol directly onto her hands.

Instantly, a burning pain surged from the back of her hand throughout her entire body. Xing Fei screamed in agony, howling for relief.