After swapping bodies, I became a domineering CEO in a melodramatic novel.

At the same time, the door to the infusion room slowly opened, and the doctor led Yu Yuetong inside.

Her heart pounded like a war drum, as if every step she took was a battle for an impending decision. She took a deep breath, trying to appear calm, even as her anxiety surged like a tidal wave.

"Are you really going to do this?" the doctor's voice rang in her ears, tinged with unease.

“Of course, I am her friend.” Yu Yuetong’s voice was firm, her eyes gleaming with unyielding light. She knew she had to do something for Ji Momo, even if it meant getting entangled more deeply with her enemy.

"Okay, let's get started." The doctor nodded and began preparing her.

Just then, Qin Reng stood at the door, his gaze sharp as a knife, piercing straight at Yu Yuetong. His heart was filled with complex emotions, a mixture of worry for her and helplessness at her determination. He stepped into the infusion room, his voice low and powerful: "You really don't need to do this."

Yu Yuetong turned around, her eyes flashing with a fiery determination, "I don't want anyone to control my destiny anymore, especially her."

"But she's not worth your sacrifice at all." Qin Reng's voice was tinged with urgency, as if he was trying to bring Yu Yuetong back to her senses.

"I don't care if she's worth it, I just want to clean up this mess!" Yu Yuetong's tone was tinged with anger, as if she were declaring her determination.

Qin Reng's heart tightened. He knew Yu Yuetong's stubbornness was her strength, but at this moment it made him feel incredibly anxious. He stepped forward and tried to take her hand. "What you're doing will only make things more complicated."

"So what if it's complicated? I'd rather face complexity than be passive again." Yu Yuetong's eyes burned with determination.

"Do you really want this?" Qin Reng's voice was low, tinged with helplessness and heartache. He gently grasped Yu Yuetong's wrist, trying to convey his warmth.

Yu Yuetong was slightly taken aback, a flutter in her heart. She looked up at Qin Reng, her eyes flashing with complex emotions. She knew that her relationship with Ji Momo was not simple, and Qin Reng's concern made her feel both warm and conflicted.

"I don't want to see you like this." Qin Reng's voice was deep, like the falling night, tinged with a hint of protectiveness. "I can take care of Ji Momo for you; you don't need to do this!"

"Do you think I would depend on you?" Yu Yuetong sneered, a sarcastic smile curving her lips. "I'm not the kind of person who would sit and wait for someone to come and save me."

“I know you’re not, but this isn’t a battle you’re fighting alone.” A hint of anxiety flashed in Qin Reng’s eyes. His hand was still tightly gripping Yu Yuetong’s wrist, as if he was trying to pull her back to a safe haven.

"I don't want to be controlled by anyone anymore!" Yu Yuetong's voice was high-pitched and firm, as if declaring her determination. She forcefully broke free from Qin Reng's hand and turned to walk towards the bedside in the infusion room.

"Are you really going to do this?" Qin Reng's voice was filled with helplessness and heartache, his heart brimming with worry for Yue Tong.

"I have to do this." Yu Yuetong's voice was firm, her eyes shining with an indomitable light.

Just then, the door to the infusion room was suddenly pushed open, and Ji Momo's weak figure appeared in the doorway, her face as pale as paper, with a hint of unease in her eyes. Her gaze shifted between Yu Yuetong and Qin Reng, as if she had sensed something.

"What are you doing here?" Ji Momo's voice was weak, but carried a hint of unease.

Yu Yuetong's heart tightened, and she turned around, her eyes flashing with complex emotions. She knew that there was no going back.

At the same time, the door to the infusion room slowly opened, and the doctor led Yu Yuetong inside.

Her heart pounded like a war drum, as if every step she took was a battle for an impending decision.

She took a deep breath, trying to appear calm, despite the overwhelming anxiety surging within her.

"Are you really going to do this?" the doctor's voice rang in her ears, tinged with unease.

“Of course, I am her friend.” Yu Yuetong’s voice was firm, her eyes gleaming with unyielding light. She knew she had to do something for Ji Momo, even if it meant getting entangled more deeply with her enemy.

"Okay, let's get started." The doctor nodded and began preparing her.

Just then, Qin Reng stood at the door, his gaze sharp as a knife, piercing straight at Yu Yuetong.

His heart was filled with complex emotions, including worry for her and helplessness in the face of her determination.

He strode into the infusion room, his voice low and powerful: "You really don't need to do this. Ji Momo doesn't deserve it!"

Yu Yuetong turned around, her eyes flashing with a fiery determination, "I don't want anyone to control my destiny anymore, especially her."

"But she's not worth your sacrifice at all." Qin Reng's voice was tinged with urgency, as if he was trying to bring Yu Yuetong back to her senses.

"I don't care if she's worth it, I just want to clean up this mess!" Yu Yuetong's tone was tinged with anger, as if she were declaring her determination.

Qin Reng's heart tightened. He knew that Yu Yuetong's stubbornness was her strength, but at this moment it made him feel extremely anxious.

He stepped forward and tried to take her hand, saying, "You're only making things more complicated."

"So what if it's complicated? I'd rather face the complexity than face what happens next." Yu Yuetong's eyes burned with determination.

"Do you really want this?" Qin Reng's voice was low, tinged with helplessness and heartache. He gently grasped Yu Yuetong's wrist, trying to convey his warmth.

Yu Yuetong was slightly taken aback, and a flutter of emotion stirred in her heart.

She looked up at Qin Reng, her eyes flashing with complex emotions. She knew that her relationship with Ji Momo was not simple, and Qin Reng's concern made her feel both warm and conflicted.

"I don't want to see you like this." Qin Reng's voice was deep, like the falling night, tinged with a hint of protectiveness. "I can take care of Ji Momo for you; you don't need to do this!"

"Do you think I would depend on you?" Yu Yuetong sneered, a sarcastic smile curving her lips. "I'm not the kind of person who would sit and wait for someone to come and save me."

“I know you’re not, but this isn’t a battle you’re fighting alone.” A hint of anxiety flashed in Qin Reng’s eyes. His hand was still tightly gripping Yu Yuetong’s wrist, as if he was trying to pull her back to a safe haven.

"I don't want to be controlled by anyone anymore!" Yu Yuetong's voice was high-pitched and firm, as if declaring her determination. She forcefully broke free from Qin Reng's hand and turned to walk towards the bedside in the infusion room.