The true heiress of metaphysics travels back to the 1970s and recognizes her father, a high-ranking

Liu Fangmei grew angrier the more she thought about it, inwardly cursing Jiang Muyan as a jinx. Fortunately, the girl was about to go to the countryside, so out of sight, out of mind—that was a good thing!

Jiang Muqian was reluctant, but under Liu Fangmei's urging, she reluctantly cooked a simple dinner. She ate a couple of bites quickly before Liu Fangmei urged her to go to the hospital together.

She always knew that although her mother loved her, the one who truly cared for her was her brother, Jiang Tianci.

He's just a boy, isn't he? In other aspects, he might not be much better than her. But she only dared to mutter these words to herself, not daring to say them out loud.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Liu Fangmei made all the arrangements and couldn't wait to go back.

She didn't know if it was because she hadn't rested well, but she felt a terrible headache and just wanted to go home and get some sleep.

Jiang Yucheng was also in poor condition at this time. He felt physically and mentally exhausted. So after Jiang Muqian arrived at the hospital, he gave her some simple instructions and then went home with Liu Fangmei.

When Jiang Yucheng returned home, the house was pitch black. As soon as he stepped inside, he felt a chill wash over him.

"Strange, why is it so cool inside today?"

You know, it's the hottest time of the year right now, and it's been a long time since we've had such a refreshing coolness.

Liu Fangmei also felt the coolness, raised her hand to touch the goosebumps on her arm, and said nonchalantly:

"That's perfect, it won't be hot at night, and I can get a good night's sleep."

As she spoke, she hurriedly walked towards the bedroom, wanting nothing more than to lie down and catch up on sleep—she had to go to the hospital to take care of her son tomorrow.

But as soon as she fell asleep, she was plunged into a pitch-black darkness. The surroundings were eerily quiet, with only her heavy breathing echoing in the emptiness.

Suddenly, a biting cold wind swept in from behind, carrying a strong stench of decay that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end.

"Run, run!" A voice inside her urged frantically. Liu Fangmei didn't have time to think and took off running. But the footsteps behind her grew closer and closer, accompanied by a woman's mournful sobs, which terrified her.

Liu Fangmei dared not look back, she could only keep running forward, "Don't chase me! Don't chase me!" she screamed in her dream, but her legs felt as heavy as lead, and every step was extremely difficult.

Just as that icy chill was about to envelop her back, Liu Fangmei could no longer hold back and cried out a name in anguish: "Dongming! Save me!"

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Jiang Yucheng had barely lain down when the wound on his arm began to throb, making it difficult for him to sleep. He remained in a daze, unable to fall asleep.

Just as he was getting agitated, he suddenly felt Liu Fangmei beside him shaking her head from side to side and muttering something.

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Yucheng frowned, carefully avoiding his injured arm, and moved closer to Liu Fangmei, wanting to hear what she had to say.

As a result, when the words "Dongming" clearly entered his ears, Jiang Yucheng's body stiffened abruptly, and he instantly became mostly awake.

Dongming? Xiang Dongming? Isn't that Liu Fangmei's childhood sweetheart?

He frowned even more deeply, leaned closer again, and clearly heard Liu Fangmei repeatedly calling Xiang Dongming's name, urging him to save her!

Why did she specifically call on Xiang Dongming to save her? Could it be that Liu Fangmei has been secretly in contact with Xiang Dongming all these years?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yucheng's face instantly darkened. He then remembered that Jiang Tianci did not look like him, and his heart felt heavy and he could no longer sleep.

Liu Fangmei was also in a bad state. Even though she knew she was dreaming, she couldn't wake up from the dream no matter what she tried.

She could vividly feel the terror of the female ghost chasing after her, and the stench of decay emanating from the ghost was so real it was suffocating.

How could this be? It was just a dream, yet it felt so real?

The nightmare finally ended just before dawn. Liu Fangmei opened her eyes abruptly, her chest still heaving as she gasped for breath. The female ghost's words, "I'll come back tonight," still echoed clearly in her ears.

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and Jiang Yucheng walked in. He hadn't slept all night, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face looked terrible.

Liu Fangmei clearly noticed that Jiang Yucheng's attitude was off, but she didn't think too much about it, assuming that he was just worried about the troubles at home these past two days.

She got up and made a quick breakfast. After eating with Jiang Yucheng, they rushed to the hospital.

Just as Liu Fangmei handed the food to Jiang Muqian, Jiang Yucheng suddenly grabbed her arm and dragged her outside.

"Ah! Husband, what are you doing?" Liu Fangmei was pulled and staggered, struggling in dissatisfaction.

"Come with me to get your blood type checked!" Jiang Yucheng's voice was as cold as ice.

"Wh...what? No, I'm not going!" Liu Fangmei struggled back with all her might, her face changing instantly.

Sensing her resistance, Jiang Yucheng turned around abruptly, his eyes sharp as knives, staring intently at her:

"Why aren't you going? Liu Fangmei, are you feeling guilty?"

"No...no!" Liu Fangmei panicked and hurriedly made an excuse, "Blood typing is such a waste of money...Our family is already in such a state, where would we get the spare money to go through that?"

"Heh, don't worry, I can afford this." Jiang Yucheng sneered, holding her hand tightly and continuing to drag her forward.

Regarding blood type, Liu Fangmei had also heard people say that you can't determine blood relations based on blood type alone—there are many people in the world, but only a few blood types, so it's not a reliable indicator.

Thinking this through, she stopped struggling. She understood that the more she struggled, the more guilty she would appear.

After being dragged a few more steps, Liu Fangmei suddenly broke free from Jiang Yucheng's grasp and said matter-of-factly:

"It's just a blood type test, right? Fine, I'll go! Who's afraid of who!"

As she spoke, she glanced at Jiang Yucheng with feigned grievance, as if she had suffered a great injustice, and then walked straight ahead.

Looking at her like this, Jiang Yucheng's eyes flashed with hesitation. Could it be that he had really misunderstood her?

Despite his hesitation, he decided to have Liu Fangmei's blood type tested again. He would accept it as long as Liu Fangmei's blood type was A or AB.

The two arrived at the clinic, filled out the forms, and the doctor pricked Liu Fangmei's finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and began the examination.

A few minutes later, the results came back. The doctor called out, "Liu Fangmei, come and get the test results!"

Jiang Yucheng, who was waiting to the side, suddenly stood up straight and quickly went to meet him. Liu Fangmei took a deep breath, suppressing the panic in her heart, and followed closely behind.

The doctor looked at the two of them, his gaze finally settling on Liu Fangmei:

"Liu Fangmei, right? Your blood type is B." With that, she handed over the test results.

Liu Fangmei took the test results: "Thank you, doctor!"