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

Ye Xinghe's face seemed to be covered with frost, becoming exceptionally cold and stern, with a serious and solemn expression between her brows.

"Grandma, your pee..."

At this moment, Old Mrs. Ye couldn't help but feel nervous. Just as she was about to sit up, Ye Xinghe brought the bedpan closer to her face, and "accidentally," the entire basin of urine spilled onto Old Mrs. Ye's face.

"Ye Xinghe! You little bastard—!!!"

Grandma Ye cursed angrily and grabbed the chamber pot, smashing it at Ye Xinghe!

Ye Xinghe nimbly dodged to the side, and slowly said the second half of the sentence, "Your urine is too yellow, are you having a fever?"

Old Mrs. Ye stared intently at her with her cloudy eyes, a fierce glint in them. "You little bastard, are you doing this on purpose?! You want me to die too late, don't you?! I think you're just trying to anger me to death!"

Upon hearing the sound, Old Master Ye immediately lifted the curtain and rushed in.

Grandma Ye was sitting on the hospital bed with her pants down, yellow liquid dripping from her hair, soaking a large area of ​​the bed.

Ye Xinghe stood at the foot of the bed, kneading her hands together, her voice trembling slightly as she said, "Grandpa, I didn't mean to. I didn't know Grandma was going to sit up, and the bedpan hit her head and tipped over."

"It's alright, don't be afraid. Grandma won't blame you." Grandpa Ye patted Ye Xinghe's shoulder and said softly, "Go and call the caregiver over."

"Stop!" Old Mrs. Ye shouted at Ye Xinghe, "No need to call a caregiver, you can help me clean up."

Grandpa Ye quickly refused, "She's just a little girl, how would she know these things?"

"If you don't know how, then learn! Nobody is born knowing everything!" Old Mrs. Ye was so angry that she was panting heavily, glaring at Ye Xinghe with a displeased expression. "Go get a basin of water and a towel."

Grandpa Ye stopped trying to persuade her, turned his head away, smiled, and thought to himself, "She's already got the chamber pot on your head, and you still dare to order her around?!"

Ye Xinghe turned around, looked at Grandma Ye with a half-smile, and obediently replied, "Okay, Grandma, I'll go right away."

She went to the bathroom, grabbed a basin to fill it with water, and suddenly found a bottle in the corner under the sink. It was a bottle of disinfectant.

Ye Xinghe slightly raised the corners of her mouth. She opened the bottle cap, poured some into the basin of water, then soaked the middle part of the towel in it. Finally, she carefully folded it, trying not to let her hands touch the disinfectant, and walked out of the bathroom.

"Grandma, wipe your face with this hot towel first, and I'll go get the basin of water."

Grandma Ye took the towel without suspecting anything, since the ward already smelled of disinfectant.

Ye Xinghe had only taken a few steps when she heard a scream, "Ah—!! My face hurts so much!"

"Ye Xinghe, you little bastard! What did you put in the towel?!"

Ye Xinghe chuckled to herself before slowly turning her head away.

She blinked, looking confused. "Disinfectant."

"Grandma is very particular about cleanliness. I saw there was a bottle of disinfectant in the bathroom, so I put some in the basin."

Grandma Ye's screams grew even more pitiful; she was in so much pain she couldn't open her eyes. She had no energy left to scold Ye Xinghe, and gently patted her face, saying to Grandpa Ye, "Quick! Go get the doctor!"

Ye Xinghe leaned forward, "Grandma, what's wrong? Why are you patting your face?"

She noticed that Grandma Ye's right cheek was slightly red and covered with small blisters, and exclaimed in surprise, "Oh! Grandma! Your face!!"

"A layer of blisters has formed!"

With all her might, Old Mrs. Ye gritted her teeth and cursed at Ye Xinghe, "You bastard! Get out of here! Get as far away as you can! I don't want to see you! Get out now!!"

Ye Xinghe didn't leave. She rubbed her eyes and actually squeezed out a few tears. "Grandma, why are you like this! You've really made me so sad!"

“I brought you food, and not only did you not appreciate it, you also kept scolding me.”

"I did everything you asked me to do without complaint, and followed your instructions completely. In the end, I still got scolded!"

Ye Xinghe cried and became more and more agitated as she spoke. The old lady, who had initially only felt a sting in her face, now had a headache from Ye Xinghe's commotion.

"Alright, alright." Grandma Ye waved her hand, telling Ye Xinghe to stop. "Grandma doesn't blame you, she doesn't blame you anymore. Don't feel wronged, go and rest over there."

Ye Xinghe stopped abruptly, pretending to sob a few times, "Grandma, are you really not angry with me anymore? If Grandma is still angry with me, then I won't leave. I have to cry until you forgive me."

Grandma Ye's face was stinging with pain. She frowned in agony, lowered her head, and waved her hand, saying, "I'm not angry anymore, I'm really not angry anymore."

When Ye Xinghe saw that the doctor had also arrived, she stepped aside and stopped talking.

Grandpa Ye gave her a wink, signaling her to leave first. He was worried that once the old lady's face stopped hurting, she would start causing trouble again.

Ye Xinghe didn't say goodbye and slipped away while the doctor was seeing patients.

Qiao Lin followed behind with the lunchbox. Just as the two reached the first floor, he suddenly called out to Ye Xinghe, "Miss, look, it looks like Chu Mofan!"

Ye Xinghe followed Qiao Lin's gaze and saw a man of similar build to Chu Mofan, wearing a baseball cap and a mask, standing in front of the reception desk.

Ye Xinghe grinned mischievously, "Being so heavily covered up, you must be here to see a doctor about a hidden ailment."

"Qiao Lin, let's go take a look!"

Ye Xinghe walked towards the triage desk.

As soon as Chu Mofan turned around, the two bumped into each other.

Ye Xinghe feigned surprise, "Brother Mofan? What brings you to the hospital?"

Chu Mofan was extremely annoyed. His abnormal physical condition was already bothering him enough, and he really didn't want to run into someone he knew at this time. He didn't answer Ye Xinghe's question, but instead asked, "What a coincidence, what brings you to the hospital?"

"My grandma is sick and in the hospital. I was just wondering how to get to the inpatient department when I ran into you." Ye Xinghe bent down and looked at Chu Mofan's face under his hat. "Brother Mofan, are you feeling unwell?"

Chu Mofan pulled his mask up a bit and coughed a few times. "I have a fever. Stay away from me so I don't infect you. You should go now."

"Where's Aunt Wang? Why didn't she come with you? Did you come alone?" Ye Xinghe said, looking around. "You look quite serious. I'll go with you."

She snatched the ID card from Chu Mofan's hand. "Qiao Lin, go and register Mofan. Just register him at the fever clinic."

"Brother Mofan, let's go sit over there. I'll contact my second brother, and he'll give you a fever-reducing injection in a bit."