Chapter 3: Woke up

One of the private rooms in the hospital.

The light sieved through the window beside and shone on the bed. A girl lying down on the bed weakly oped her heavy eyelids.

Her pupils remained out of focus but wh she heard a monotonous beeping sound from the machine beside her, she frowned. The whole room was clean and mostly , filled with disinfectant and some perfumes.

Why was she in the hospital? What happed? Wasn't she dead?

In contrast to her weak appearance, she raised her body to sit up straight. No one would believe it if this girl got up with strgth not long after an accidt.

Despite her sick and pale appearance, she was still beautiful. Her flawless oval-shaped face, although covered by some plasters to address the wounds, had perfect alignmt along with the long black hairs draping behind her soft shoulders. Her thick strong eyebrows filled in the picturesque with her eyelashes twinkling every time she blinked.

She licked her soft thin lips, which would never fail to captivate any man. The combination brought out a strong temperamt unconsciously in her. It was as if her behavior was deep to the bones.

She had both the attractivess of Asian and Caucasian features. Perhaps her blood was mixed such that it brought out the utmost stunning effect. The obvious fact was listed on her chest, where the heavy delicious weight was firm and soft. It wasn't too large nor small, not ev medium. Her breast was measured roughly at double Ds, despite being hidd under the gown; any expert could figure this out.

The blanket covered her lower parts but ev showing her upper body informed the rest, her body was alluring. The black pupils seemed curious, gazing at the thin pipelines connected with her hand.

IV drip.

Her nostril sniffed and her lips pouted in dissatisfaction. She never once liked being in the hospital, nor anyone did.

Ev though she showed confusion in her eyes, every gesture exuded her confidce in herself. Combined with her strong air, anyone would realize the girl was in fact someone in a higher position. Power and authority were at her fingertips.

"I'm fine. There's no pain. Just hungry and thirsty."

The doctor immediately picked up a plastic cup and filled the water. Ling Qingyu drank and soothed her throat. Looking at the name tag on the doctor's left chest, her name was Mo Yunxi. Ling Qingyu asked her doubts to know about herself.

She saw the doctor eying her strangely and explained her memory was a little chaotic. The doctor appeared unconvinced and said: "According to the CT scan, we find no damage to the brain luckily. You shouldn't suffer memory loss, but sometimes the brain registered the evt as trauma and selectively tries to forget."

She was in a car accidt and reached the hospital on time. Ev electric shock was used and the heart no longer beat but a few minutes later it resumed. Ling Qingyu instantly noted the possible time her soul tered this body. Mo Yunxi's narration cleared her confusion

Suddly outside this room, she heard someone calling for Mo Yunxi. Doctor Mo in front of her sighed and said, "Actually, I admire you, Miss Ling. To be able to struggle and founded a company at this age. I'm very fortunate to have a small talk with you. I'll be going now."

Now more mist filled Ling Qingyu's brain. Admired by a stranger gave her the hint—she must be someone influtial and famous. It was definitely not from the tertainmt as she personally founded the company. The desire grew to inquire more, but her new frid left.

Yes, she regarded Mo Yunxi as a frid although she believed the two had never met. Because in this sudd strange world, she was the first person who made her comfortable.

Ling Qingyu wished to regain her memories to find out her idtity. But first, she was about to forget why she became a woman.

[System initiation successful and the idtity found: Ling Qingyu]

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As electronic female noises sprung out inside her body, Ling Qingyu didn't panic because most transmigration novels appeared to have system to help the protagonist. She wasn't sure if she was one but she must speak with the system.

"System..."