In my previous life, I had worn a worn-out scarf borrowed from the lodging owner, which was extremely ill-fitting. The mountain's humidity, combined with the early morning rain, made me shiver uncontrollably. I soon caught a cold and my fever quickly spiked to nearly 40 degrees. I begged them to take me to the village health center to get some medicine, but I was refused.
This time, I let my sister-in-law suffer in my place while I silently relished the small bit of justice in my heart
In my past life, she used harsh words when I caught a fever. “How long will it take us to get there with your slow pace? Can you move faster? You’re wasting my time”.
The worst one is: “We’ve all been through this. You’re not a princess”.
With my head burning, I had to be dragged up the mountain to continue the live broadcast.
Because my ears were perforated on one side and I was already deaf, I didn't hear my sister-in-law drumming up poisonous mushrooms behind my back and mixing them into my meal.