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

Zheng Juan's psychological defenses were completely shattered by Ye Xinghe's words "gone".

She felt that she had just humiliated herself. Her dignity had been trampled on time and time again by the three Ye siblings. The sense of humiliation churned within her, making it hard for her to breathe.

She tried to rush over and grab Ye Xinghe by the neck, but her body seemed to have no will to obey her. She struggled for a few moments, then suddenly vomited a mouthful of black blood and fainted.

When Zheng Juan woke up again, she was in a hospital bed. There were other people in the room, none of whom she recognized. She instinctively looked for her handbag, but found it wasn't with her, so she quickly pressed the call button for a nurse.

It turned out that after she fainted, Ye Xinghe called a nurse and handed over all her personal belongings to the nurse for safekeeping.

Zheng Juan saw that the contents were still inside, slowly exhaled, and her shoulders relaxed.

"Nurse, what just happened to me?"

The nurse changed Zheng Juan's IV drip again and said slowly, "She has a stomach hemorrhage and needs to be hospitalized for observation for a week. Please contact your family to come and complete the admission procedures."

Wang Lijun and Chu Mofan were her only two relatives in this world. But Zheng Juan knew that telling them would be useless; they definitely wouldn't come.

At this moment, she thought of Ye Xingyu. Although Ye Xingyu didn't show her much care or romance in daily life, he took exceptionally good care of her whenever she was sick.

Now, her family is practically nonexistent, her lover hates her to the core, and the man who once swore eternal love to her has long since deleted her from his contacts.

Zheng Juan suddenly felt a pang of desolation. She moved her lips and gave a slightly self-deprecating smile.

At that moment, a phone call from Wang Lijun interrupted her thoughts.

"Juanjuan, how did things go? Did it go smoothly?" Wang Lijun's voice was unusually gentle.

Zheng Juan's voice was extremely weak, and she had to use all her strength to say each sentence. "It went very smoothly. I'm back in Jiangyang now. I'm in the hospital now."

"You went to see Ye Xingyu?"

"No, it's just that something's wrong with my health." Zheng Juan felt dizzy and her stomach was churning. She pushed herself down. "Auntie, could you come to the hospital? I feel a little unwell."

He had barely finished speaking when he spat out another mouthful of black blood.

When Ye Xinghe called the nurse for Zheng Juan, she noticed her handbag.

As the nurse pulled Zheng Juan away, Ye Xinghe unzipped her jacket and peeked inside. That one glance made her want to vomit up everything she had eaten three days earlier.

Perhaps due to the fatigue of the journey, the red cloth covering the "little devil" had somehow come undone. When Ye Xinghe opened the bag, she was right in front of it! Ye Xinghe felt a violent churning in her stomach and rushed to the bathroom, where she vomited for a long time before finally emerging.

Ye Xingchen also went over to take a look out of curiosity. Although he was somewhat prepared, he still gasped and felt a chill run down his spine when he saw the dark "little devil." He had seen it in the school laboratory when he was in school; it looked to be about three or four months old. But why was Zheng Juan carrying this thing? And why was it black?!

"What is this?"

"I don't know either." Ye Xinghe had seen it on the forum before; it was called Kumanthong, but she couldn't tell Ye Xingchen the truth.

Ye Xingyu, lying in his hospital bed, was also very curious and wanted to know what the two had seen. The two only told him it was something disgusting and that it was best not to look.

She asked Ye Xingchen to zip up the bag and handed it to the nurse.

Ye Xinghe calmed down for a while, then sent a message to Hua Qingmeng: "I saw a Kumanthong."

About ten minutes later, the other party replied: "Where are you?"

At 2 p.m., Hua Qingmeng and Lin Hao arrived at the hospital.

Ye Xingchen was at work, and Ye Xingyu was taking a nap after lunch. Ye Xinghe hadn't eaten anything at noon and had no appetite at all.

Upon seeing the two arrive at the ward door, Ye Xinghe went to open the door and then led them to the bathroom inside the room.

Lin Hao looked around. "Do we really have to say this here?"

"Just make do for now." Ye Xinghe gestured softly. "I'm worried about leaving my older brother alone in the ward. Qiao Lin recently went back to Qiandao Lake to help out."

Then Ye Xinghe told the two of them about what had happened in the past two days.

"It took your elder brother's blood, so it should be a love spell blood curse." Hua Qingmeng said calmly and composedly, "If I'm not mistaken, that thing is not a Kumanthong, but a 'little ghost' that is even more sinister than a Kumanthong."

"And judging from your description, it should be a fetus that has just taken human form, and this kind of resentment is the strongest. We need to hurry up and break the curse, otherwise it will be troublesome once your older brother is possessed by a spirit."

As Hua Qingmeng spoke, she took out her phone, but Ye Xinghe pressed it down on her hand. "Zheng Juan didn't get my older brother's blood. I switched it with her own blood."

Hua Qingmeng breathed a slight sigh of relief, "Then Zheng Juan will probably suffer the backlash soon, because she broke the rules."

Seeing Ye Xinghe's puzzled expression, Hua Qingmeng continued, "Simply put, Zheng Juan is now asking the 'little ghost' to help her reconcile with your older brother, but she hasn't told it who your older brother is. In addition, the binding curse is constantly tormenting it, forcing it to do this, so it definitely doesn't want to."

Lin Hao chimed in, "It's easy to see the King of Hell, but difficult to deal with his underlings. Isn't this just making things difficult for ghosts?"

Ye Xinghe nodded thoughtfully. "What do we do now? Should we get rid of that thing?"

“There is a way now.” Hua Qingmeng stared into Ye Xinghe’s eyes, as if trying to see through her inner secrets. “But Zheng Juan, do you intend to save her?”

"Of course not!" Ye Xinghe answered decisively, "She deserved this fate entirely because of her own actions!"

She didn't want to be some saintly, innocent figure. She only knew that kindness shouldn't be reserved for those who did evil!

Hearing this answer, Hua Qingmeng seemed quite satisfied and smiled slightly. "Then let's use the switcheroo method. Steal that thing and send it back to Siam."

Lin Hao's eyes flickered as he reminded him, "Second Master, that thing has been in the bag since early this morning, and it hasn't been offered any sacrifices. I wonder if something might go wrong."

Hua Qingmeng hesitated for a moment, then said, "Draw another vial of blood from her during the operation tonight and bring it with you."

Ye Xinghe smiled slyly, "No need to draw blood! I have her blood!"

The three discussed their plans for the evening, and then Hua Qing and Meng left the hospital to prepare the items needed for tonight's operation.

Wang Lijun arrived at the hospital late at night. When she entered, she saw Zheng Juan lying on the bed, her face extremely pale and devoid of any color.

How come he was perfectly fine yesterday, and now he's like this?