Rebirth: Inheriting Millions In The Eighties
Chapter 344 - 342: Obtaining the Medical Canon 5_1

Chapter 344: Chapter 342: Obtaining the Medical Canon 5_1

The cabin appeared mottled with age, the wooden door swaying back and forth, desolately uninhabitable—it was clearly abandoned.

It must have been left behind by a former forest ranger.

By now, the rain was pouring down hard, and Xia Ningxing hurried into the mud-wall cabin, which, despite its dilapidated state, could still offer some shelter from the wind and rain.

Perhaps owing to an incredible stroke of luck, Xia Ningxing found matches and some moldy dry grass in a corner.

She grabbed them and swiftly lit the dry grass, then added some wood to ensure the fire would keep burning for a long time.

Once the flames had stabilized, Xia Ningxing sat by the fire, warming her hands and finally feeling a hint of warmth, her numb limbs slowly beginning to thaw.

Xia Ningxing moved her arm and realized her extraordinary strength had returned.

Without further ado, Xia Ningxing removed her clothes and draped them over the fire to dry.

The thermal underwear dried first, and she hurriedly put them on; once her down jacket was dry, she covered herself with it and lay down on the dry grass to rest.

Luckily, the accident had occurred in the morning while she was still wearing her down jacket. Had it been noon and she was in short sleeves, she surely would have frozen to death.

Thinking of how Wu Wenwen had pushed her off the cliff, Xia Ningxing couldn’t help but clench her teeth, her eyes flashing with hatred.

This woman!

She deserved to die!

However, remembering that this woman had met her karma and also fallen off the cliff, the hatred in Xia Ningxing’s heart subsided somewhat.

That’s right, she had seen Wu Wenwen fall off the cliff.

Having slept in the water for a day, Xia Ningxing was not sleepy at all at the moment; she stared at the ceiling, cobwebbed and dusty, and her eyes suddenly reddened.

It wasn’t out of fear; as long as she had "Combat Power", she feared nothing.

She just missed Lu and her family terribly.

By now, she had been missing for over a dozen hours, and they didn’t know how anxious they must be.

Xia Ningxing couldn’t help but sigh heavily, forcing herself to fall asleep. The earlier she slept, the earlier she would wake up, and the sooner she could find her way back, sparing her family from worry.

In the middle of the night, the rain started to ebb.

A figure was walking outside; it was Wu Wenwen.

Indeed, although both she and Xia Ningxing had fallen off the cliff, neither had died.

But unlike Xia Ningxing, Wu Wenwen wasn’t so fortunate; her left arm was broken, and she was in excruciating pain.

At that moment, she was heading toward the mud-wall cabin.

When she woke up by the river, she had keenly noticed a nearby cabin with light inside, clearly indicating someone was living there.

So Wu Wenwen, enduring the pouring rain and with great difficulty, made her way there, first hoping to beg for some hot water and a warm meal. But unexpectedly, she found that the person inside was Xia Ningxing.

Xia Ningxing!

The indirect cause of her own fall from the cliff!

Wu Wenwen was the type of person who never thought she did anything wrong, and now she attributed all the blame to Xia Ningxing.

How did this bitch not die? How could her luck be so good?!

Wu Wenwen couldn’t help but grind her teeth.

No, she couldn’t let Xia Ningxing live. Otherwise, if Xia Ningxing reported her, Wu Wenwen would spend the rest of her life behind bars.

She had to kill her! She had to do it!

Every cell in Wu Wenwen’s body, every pore, was screaming for it, and finally, she couldn’t resist picking up a stick to beat Xia Ningxing to death.

She looked at Xia Ningxing, who was sleeping like a dead pig, and picked up a wooden stick nearby, ready to batter Xia Ningxing to death.

Just as the stick was about to come crashing down, Xia Ningxing’s eyes snapped open, fierce and sharp, and she kicked directly at Wu Wenwen’s solar plexus.

"Ah!"

Wu Wenwen suddenly flew out and crashed into the wall, clutching her chest, her eyes filled with resentment as she stared daggers at Xia Ningxing, as though Xia was the enemy who had slaughtered her entire family.

"You aren’t dead either?" Xia Ningxing folded her arms, looking at her with a mocking smile.

By now, she had come to understand what was meant by "a scourge that lasts for a thousand years."

"How could I dare to die before you?" Wu Wenwen’s face twisted into a ferocious expression once again. Enduring the severe pain all over her body, she clenched a knife—which appeared out of nowhere—and rushed toward Xia Ningxing, aiming to stab her.

If she couldn’t kill Xia Ningxing, once she returned from the countryside, with her family’s strength, it would be easy to ruin Xia’s family, and she would never allow such a thing to happen.

Xia Ningxing’s eyes turned cold, and just as she was about to take action, the result—

"Aaah!"

Wu Wenwen screamed again. Somehow, she had tripped over her own feet and hit her head against the corner of the wall, the blood immediately running down from her temple.

That spot was precisely the temple!

She was undoubtedly doomed!

And sure enough, after a few painful twitches, Wu Wenwen lay on the ground, gasping for breath.

Why was it always like this?

Why did she always face immediate misfortune whenever she thought of harming Xia Ningxing, as if suffering a backlash?

Previously, she clearly wanted to ruin Xia Ningxing’s reputation, yet it ended up ruining her own; she tried to pour water on Xia’s bed, only for it to end up on her own bed and herself; she succeeded in pushing Xia off a cliff, but Xia emerged unscathed while she, inexplicably, fell down the cliff herself, as if hit by a backlash!

Now, when she wanted to kill her, she ended up breaking her temple.

Was there anyone more unlucky than her?

Based on the above, Wu Wenwen came to a conclusion—Xia Ningxing wasn’t human!

She must be some monster!

Or perhaps there was some mysterious power on her side helping her!

When Wu Wenwen took her last breath, Xia Ningxing was like: ???

Meow meow meow?

She died just like that?

Xia Ningxing couldn’t help but narrow her eyes, stepped forward, and checked her breathing at the nostrils—she was indeed dead.

Thinking of how just moments ago, the other party was full of bravado, wanting to kill her, yet the next second, met with an unfortunate end.

emmm!

Xia Ningxing was speechless with consternation.

Glancing at Wu Wenwen’s corpse, Xia Ningxing did not bother with it any further and went straight to the room next door, relit the fire, and slept there.

The mud-brick house had two rooms in total.

The room Xia had been in was actually a storeroom; this room was the bedroom, where the wooden bed had almost rotted away, and the blankets were also decayed.

After a simple cleanup, Xia spread some dry grass over it and made do for the night.

When it was barely dawn, with the sky just lightening, Xia Ningxing woke up.

She looked out the window; it was still raining outside.

Heavily.

Xia Ningxing couldn’t help but sigh; it seemed she wouldn’t be able to depart today either.

But...

This place didn’t seem like a forester’s dwelling but rather resembled a young lady’s boudoir.

The furniture was complete, even though it was mostly decayed from age, especially the wardrobe with a missing door, inside of which hung a few weathered garments.

From the style, they seemed to be women’s clothing.