"The pregnant woman is in a difficult labor, call 911 now!"

"But Chinese New Year is just around the corner and the traffic jam outside the airport is severe. It's impossible for an ambulance to get in!"

"The pregnant woman has fainted because of shock, her waters have broken. If there's more delay, I'm afraid both the mother and child would be in danger."

These few sentences caused the people around the maternity room to become involuntarily nervous.

The airport could not find professional medical personnel for a moment, and the nearest hospital was at least 10 kilometers away. With severe traffic jams during the Spring Festival travel season, there were layers of cars parked outside of the airport, hence making it extremely difficult for the ambulance to get in.

By chance, Meng Shuyi disembarked from her plane and after hearing the situation, she came to the door of the maternity room on her own initiative: "I'm a professional obstetrician, where's the patient?"

"Please follow me quickly." The staff took Meng Shuyi inside.

The pregnant woman's face was pale, she was sweating profusely, and her eyes were tightly closed. She was clearly unconscious.

Meng Shuyi stepped forward, first pressing the Renzhong acupoint of the pregnant woman to stimulate her to wake up.

The pregnant woman was very weak, even her speech was breathless. She grabbed Meng Shuyi's hand with difficulty and cried, "Are you… a doctor? It hurts so much, I'm so scared, please, save me!"

"Don't worry, I have experience." Meng Shuyi opened the top of the woman's clothing a little to help her breathe, and also encouraged, "I'm here, I will not let anything happen to you."

"Now, listen to me, try to spread your legs and regulate your breathing."

Meng Shuyi, who had been working in the hospital for these years, understood that the most important thing during childbirth was that the expectant mother shouldn't panic and should conserve her strength for the delivery, only then could both the mother and child be safe.

She comforted the pregnant woman and specially instructed the staff around, "When you guys contact the emergency personnel, remember to explain in advance that the pregnant woman is in premature labor, they need to prepare an incubator for the child in advance."

"I've made a note of it!" The staff agreed repeatedly.

Don't let Meng Shuyi's young age and devilishly handsome face fool you, her strong aura allowed her to calmly assist the soon-to-be mother in delivery, bringing a backbone to the flustered maternity ward. Everyone was deeply impressed by her from within.

She firmly held the expectant mother's hand, comforting her, "Don't be nervous, inhale, exhale! Maintain this rhythm, yes, you're doing great."

Twenty minutes later, the baby's crying resounded in the maternity ward.

The mother successfully gave birth to a chubby baby boy.

Meng Shuyi cleaned the baby briefly and everyone around exhaled in unison, applauding her in silent agreement.

The one who was able to save two lives was seen as a hero in everyone's eyes.

Before long, the paramedics finally pushed through the crowd.

Seeing that there was no further need for her assistance, Meng Shuyi cleaned her hands, pulled her luggage, and left.

A woman who had been by the new mother's side regained her senses and hurriedly chased after her, "Doctor, thank you for saving our lives, could you leave your contact information? We would like to thank you properly later!"

Meng Shuyi waved her hand carelessly, showing no sign of stopping or slowing down, instead, she walked even faster.

She had acted to save lives today out of medical ethics, and never thought of any remuneration.

Because she assisted in the delivery, she was delayed for an hour, and there were very few people left at the pickup point.

A middle-aged man in a suit was impatiently stomping his foot. He was specifically sent by the Meng family to pick up Meng Shuyi. After waiting for so long without a sight of her, he snorted in disdain, "Doesn't this person from a small town know what being on time means? Could she be lost? This is such a nuisance, forcing me to look for her."

The Meng family was a well-known, wealthy household in the city. Many people wanted to establish a relationship with them.

The man was none other than the Meng family's steward, Cheng Rui.

On paper, Meng Shu Yi is the Meng family’s young miss, but she had always lived in a remote small town and had hardly been to the Meng family’s residence.

This was her maiden voyage to the capital, marking her true return to the Meng family.

Cheng Rui glanced at his wristwatch. It was already half past seven. The plane had landed at six. They had not made contact for a full hour and a half. Surely, the country bumpkin Meng Shu Yi, unable to read, must have lost her way.

He planned to go to the service desk and ask the staff to make an announcement for the lost country girl.

The next second, a pleasant female voice rang out, "Are you the one Meng Bo Song sent to pick me up?"

The head of the Meng family is Meng Bo Song. Cheng Rui furrowed his brow. In the capital, who dared to call the old man by his full name so casually?

Was she not giving the Meng family face?

Displeased, he turned around, readying himself to reprimand the speaker: “Presumptuous, how dare you…”

Before he could finish his sentence, he was taken aback by the person in front of him, his words trapped in his throat.

"You You You…” Cheng Rui was so startled he began to stutter: “Are you the young miss of the Meng family?”

As the steward of the Meng family, Cheng Rui had seen a lot of the world. He knew that Meng Shu Yi was from Yan city even before he met her.

Yan city is more than a hundred kilometers from the capital. People there are quite wealthy, but they are all nouveau riche types without a shred of taste—the coal mine tycoons who drape themselves in gold chains and peacock around town, eager to let the whole world know they are rich.

However, Meng Shu Yi was entirely different. She was stunningly beautiful, with snow-white skin and clear, bright almond eyes that held a faint air of aloofness.

Moreover, even though her clothes were simple, they were extremely elegant. Her distinguished aura was ethereal, making her appear even more aristocratic than those famed socialites.

"This is quite different from the coal boss in Cheng Rui's impression, isn't it?"

Meng Shuyi nodded indifferently: "Yes, I am Meng Shuyi. Can we leave now?"

Cheng Rui, seemingly in a daze, responded: "The car is waiting at the airport entrance, this way please."

Meng Shuyi followed him outside.

She had a secret buried deep inside her heart. The real Meng Shuyi had committed suicide. She, however, was a divine doctor from the Pei Dynasty, skilled in various arts such as music, chess, calligraphy, painting, martial arts, and metaphysics.

During a natural disaster, she bandaged the wounds of injured soldiers, so exhausted that she hadn't slept in four days. Suddenly, a boulder fell from a cliff above, killing her.

Before she died, she felt relieved, finally able to rest.

However, after closing her eyes for the last time, she did not ascend to heaven or fall into hell, but instead found herself in the 21st century, reincarnated in the body of a girl with the same name as her.

What a twist of fate!

The 21st-century Meng Shuyi was from a single-parent family. She was deliberately bullied, harassed, and insulted by her classmates, leading to severe depression. Eventually, she chose to slit her wrists and ended her own life.

After time-traveling, Meng Shuyi had lived in this era for five years, completely adapting to life here, living well in the borrowed body.

Her mother, Shu Ya, loved her very much, and her uncle, Shu Zhi also indulged her in every way.

She had always been the little princess of the family, adored and loved, and she had experienced the kind of familial affection she hadn't even dared dream of in her previous life.

Two months ago, her mother Shu Ya went on a business trip to a neighboring city and tragically died in a car accident.

The day after Shu Ya's death, her ex-husband Meng Yaoting called, bluntly stating that he wanted to bring his biological daughter, Meng Shuyi, back to the Meng family in Kyoto.

Meng Shuyi isn't familiar with her so-called biological father at all, how could she possibly be willing to go there?

However, news from the police station came in that the truck driver who hit Shuya had suddenly committed suicide. The case was full of suspicions. After some careful investigation, she found that the driver had frequently communicated with someone before his death.

Coincidentally, that person happens to be the assistant of Meng Yaoting's current wife!

Given the unusual circumstances, she decided to visit the Meng family personally to investigate the matter.

Shuya, as her biological mother, had been good to her. She would surely seek justice for her mother.