Transmigration: I Became The Daughter of a Family of Villains

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

After a long while, the person inside finally opened the door. After confirming that it was just her, Zhao Shuangping let her in.

He sized her up with a doubtful gaze.

Compared with the video online, Zhao Shuangping looked a lot older in person. He was dressed in a casual singlet and shorts, and had a worried face. His short hair was sticking up, as if he had been gripping it.

As for his wife, she probably heard the noise. She opened the room door for a look, before closing it again.

She looked very tired and seemed to be in very low spirits.

“Are you Xiaoyu’s friend?

Zhao Shuangping said, “She’s in her room; she won’t listen to us. That…

“You can go in to see her.”

The man looked like he wanted to say something, but in the end, he just pointed at his daughter’s room.

Lu An was puzzled, but she didn’t think much of it, and walked silently to Zhao Xiaoyu’s room.

However, before she got there —

There was a thick, almost suffocating smell of blood!

“Not good!”

Lu An’s face was ashen. She rushed forward and kicked the door!

The door fell with a crash.

Zhao Shuangping and his wife frowned and looked at Lu An suspiciously. Then, they saw —

The girl was lying flat on the bed, her face pale and lifeless.

Her slender hand hung over one side of the bed, and dark red blood stained the floor!

“Ahhh~”

The woman screamed with grief as she rushed over and collapsed next to her daughter’s bed in utter despair.

Zhao Shuangping had subconsciously taken out his phone and kept pressing the buttons. Tears poured out of his eyes as he trembled uncontrollably. He muttered under his breath, “Daughter, Daughter…”

Lu An immediately stepped forward to treat Zhao Xiaoyu and soothe the family. “Don’t worry. I know medicine, and her heart’s still beating!”

“Oh, oh!”

The woman crying on the ground immediately pulled herself together. Her suspicions completely wiped away, she huddled nervously next to her daughter.

Zhao Shuangping finally called the ambulance. After giving the address, he also came closer.

His bright eyes were fixed on the red blood. There was an indecipherable expression on his face as his tears also fell, but he didn’t say a word.

Lu An tore the bedsheet into strips and bandaged Zhao Xiaoyu’s wound. At the same time, she pressed an acupuncture point in Zhao Xiaoyu’s hand to stop the bleeding.

She turned around and asked the woman, “Do you have red dates or nuts at home?”

“Oh, yes! Yes!”

The woman didn’t think twice before replying. She was already at her wits’ end. She followed whatever Lu An said, and turned around to prepare the ingredients.

Lu An stopped her and said, “Help me press down on this spot. The ambulance probably won’t get here so soon. I’ll go and make some broth to warm her up.”

“Okay, okay, thank you, thank you…”

The woman just nodded repeatedly, unable to stop her tears. Her hand, which was holding her daughter’s wrist, shook hard.

Lu An was a little amused, and reminded her, “You can’t shake. This is a very important acupuncture point on her wrist. If you press it properly, it’ll help stop the bleeding. If you keep shaking like this, and it flows again…”

“Okay, okay, I understand, I understand. No shaking! No shaking!”

The woman pursed her lips and was about to cry again, like a child whose mistake had been pointed out by the teacher.

She was obviously in pain, but did her best to hold it in. Her pained expression could make the heart ache.

Lu An paused for a moment, then gently patted the woman comfortingly on the shoulder. She turned around and went to the kitchen.