Quick Transmigration: Striving Every Day to Overcome Tribulation

The world is truly amazing!

I never imagined that my good friend was actually the long-lost heiress of a wealthy family.

Fortunately, I was her good friend, and I also benefited from her return to her wealthy family.

As the saying goes, "When one person attains enlightenment, even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven," I was taken care of by my good friend, and from then on, I began a life of complete idleness.

Those days of wealth and luxury were truly blissful.

I indulge in a luxurious material life every day.

However, it seems that a real heiress and a fake heiress are destined to be unable to coexist.

Although my good friend had longed for family love since childhood, after returning to the wealthy family, she tried her best to cooperate with the fake heiress being pampered by her own mother and maintain family harmony.

But human nature is often insatiable.

The fake heiress repeatedly framed my good friend, but she did not back down and dealt with each one calmly.

She even extended her influence to the company, using her intelligence and resilience to gradually grow into an admirable and powerful woman.

I'm still a lazy bum, living a leisurely life, but we still keep in touch occasionally.

No matter who comes or goes, I am still her best friend.

But everything changed in this life.

We were such good friends in our past life, living a simple but never-ending life, each with our own lives.

However, in this life, we are merely classmates, and we will never have the close relationship we had in our previous life.

My incredibly strong friend from my past life no longer has that hopeful light in her eyes; instead, there is only a lifeless desolation and despair.

Those dim eyes seemed to have lost all life and vitality.

Everything seemed so unfamiliar, making one feel as if they were in a dream.

The beautiful memories of the past are intertwined with the current alienation and indifference, making this huge change hard to accept.

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In June, the sun blazes fiercely, making it feel as if you're inside a giant steamer.

The scorching sun beat down mercilessly on the earth, and the air itself seemed to distort from the heat. It was incredibly hot, so hot that people were drenched in sweat and constantly searching for shade.

The cicadas chirped tirelessly on the branches, their sharp cries rising and falling as if protesting the scorching heat.

They seemed to be trying to break the oppressive heat with their songs, but the calls only made people more irritable.

The cicadas may not know that their songs bring no relief from the heat of June; instead, they add to the oppressive heat.

When Su Su arrived, she was sitting in her seat, intently reading a book, nervously reviewing for the upcoming final exams.

Sunlight streamed through the window and fell upon her, as if draping her in a soft glow.

Having just finished watching the Destiny Line, Su Su was still in a daze, her mind somewhat hazy.

She wasn't in a hurry to find her friends from her past life.

Her desk was next to the aisle, and people would pass by from time to time.

Su Su didn't pay much attention to this, and simply continued reading with her head down, as if she were immersed in an ocean of knowledge.

Suddenly, she felt a breeze as someone passed by, but she still didn't look up.

Immediately afterwards, a figure leaned towards her and fell straight onto her table without warning.

Su Su instinctively reached out her hands to protect the head of the person who had fallen.

For a moment, her heart skipped a beat, and after she regained her composure, she could finally see the face clearly.

It turned out to be the real heiress, Su Zhiyin—no, she should be called Xu Zhiyin now. At this time, she had not yet returned to the wealthy Su family and was still living an ordinary life.

The person in his arms had her eyes tightly closed, her face as pale as a flawless sheet of white paper, devoid of any color, like a flower covered in frost and snow, having lost its former vitality. Her face was serene and fragile, evoking a feeling of pity in one's heart.

Through the slightly thin school uniform, Su Su could clearly feel her bony body.

Every bone protruded sharply, making it quite uncomfortable. Su Su's fingers gently touched Xu Zhiyin's body, as if she could feel the fatigue and pain hidden beneath those fragile bones.

A strange, indescribable sorrow welled up in Su Su's heart.

As Xu Zhiyin suddenly fainted without warning, the tables and chairs instantly lost their balance and hastily made intimate contact with the floor in a slightly flustered manner. The sound of the tables and chairs scraping against the floor was sharp and piercing, like countless steel needles stabbing into eardrums, and the unbearable noise seemed to tear apart the surrounding liveliness.

The sound of friction carried a heart-wrenching sense of urgency, as if urgently telling people about the sudden arrival of this accident.

However, the surrounding classmates only turned their heads slightly to look, their eyes filled with a hint of surprise and curiosity. But after only a moment, they returned to their indifferent appearance, as if the scene had never happened. They continued to immerse themselves in their own world, turning a blind eye to Xu Zhiyin's fainting.

Su Su didn't care about anything else. Without hesitation, she picked Xu Zhiyin up in a princess carry and rushed straight to the school clinic.

Completely ignoring the piercing school bell that rang as soon as they stepped out of the classroom, which seemed to pierce the air like a sharp thorn.

The sound of the school bell seemed to have been forgotten by Su Su. Her eyes were only on the weak Xu Zhiyin in her arms, and she had only one thought in her mind: to get Xu Zhiyin to the school clinic as soon as possible so that she could receive treatment.

Su Su never expected Xu Zhiyin's situation to be so dire. As she carried Xu Zhiyin to the school clinic, her heart was filled with worry and anxiety, hoping that the school doctor could quickly treat Xu Zhiyin and pull her out of danger.

Originally, when the school doctor heard that a student had fainted, he was extremely anxious and immediately called out to Su Su, his tone full of anxiety and concern: "Quickly, student, put him on the medical bed."

Upon hearing this, Su Su carefully placed Xu Zhiyin on the medical bed.

In that instant, when the school doctor's gaze fell on Xu Zhiyin's face, his expression suddenly turned cold, the change as swift as a sudden summer storm.

His lips were pressed tightly together, as if locked by an invisible lock, refusing to utter a single word of concern.

"Excuse me, students, we don't have the medicine to treat this student here. You should leave!" The school doctor glanced at Xu Zhiyin on the bed, seemingly reluctant or something, but then turned his face away and refused to look at her again.

"What do you mean? You didn't even look at it and you said there was no medicine? Do you think I'm easy to fool? Doctor, I'm a high school sophomore, not a three-year-old."

Su Su couldn't understand why the school doctor would make such a hasty decision, asserting that the school clinic didn't have any medicine before even conducting any examinations.

Although the school doctor looked slightly embarrassed, he stubbornly stuck to his story, his unwavering stance like an unshakeable mountain.

He lowered his head slightly to avoid Su Su's angry gaze, but his tone remained firm: "I said there's no medicine, and that means there's no medicine. You should leave now."

He crossed his arms and leaned back slightly, as if deliberately keeping his distance from Xu Zhiyin. His cold demeanor was chilling.

His eyes, however, betrayed his guilt and unease.