Hospital 444

An Xiunian had finally succeeded in changing the PIN for her bank cards.

Soon after, she had also learned from the bank staff about the total balance on the cards.

"All together, there’s... over sixty million???"

She stared at the stack of bank cards on the counter, her mouth agape in shock.

"You didn’t know the balance of the cards?"

Faced with the bank employee’s question, An Xiunian was still unable to recover from her astonishment.

Sixty million... Her wildest guess had only been close to ten million, hadn’t it?

If all these cards were deposited in fixed accounts, the interest alone for one year would amount to over a million! To An Xiunian, this figure was astoundingly beyond belief.

Poverty had indeed limited her imagination.

This moment, she caressed her own body.

Yan Xin, how could you be so rich?

Thinking back now, she suddenly understood why Yan Xin had given her such an indifferent look on the bus. With so much money, she probably didn’t want to reminisce about her impoverished days.

She put the bank cards back into her wallet and took a seat in the waiting area of the bank.

"So much money... all this money... I can use it whenever I want to..."

No one would know that she wasn’t Yan Xin.

No one knew that An Xiunian, who had died on that bus, was herself.

No one would know...

Looking at the cards in her wallet, her hands trembled.

But then again, what if someone found out she wasn’t Yan Xin...

Sixty million... How many years of prison could that amount to?

Though she felt rationally that there should be no problem, she still couldn’t stop her hands from shaking.

"No, it’s fine, no one can tell I’m not Yan Xin. Even if a DNA test were done, this body is still Yan Xin’s. Yes, there won’t be any problem..."

The key was to find Guan Ning and figure out how to get as much information about Yan Xin as possible from him.

She had already arranged to meet Guan Ning in a nearby shopping mall. She had decided to go shopping directly afterwards.

Shopping with bank cards worth over sixty million, how many people in the world could have such an experience? 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

The very thought excited An Xiunian tremendously.

Yes, as long as she could know as much as possible about Yan Xin’s memories, she would be better at playing the role of Yan Xin.

She had to play her part well...

Fortune seeks those who brave danger.

As long as she could perfectly replace Yan Xin, she could from then on completely control her own life.

"Of course, I won’t become utterly indulgent and cease to strive for self-improvement just because I have this money."

She needed to find out what Yan Xin’s occupation was. If Yan Xin held a position within a corporation, she had to perform her duties competently rather than just being a useless rich second generation.

"I want to use this identity to prove myself."

Her original plan to study abroad remained unchanged. She had always wanted to study business administration to earn an MBA degree. No matter what, she now had a fully viable opportunity to realize that dream.

Yes, it could be realized, it was possible...

Later, she arrived at the place in the shopping mall where she had agreed to meet Guan Ning.

She had intentionally come about half an hour early.

Though Guan Ning was her fiancé, she had no understanding of him whatsoever.

Therefore, it was crucial to cleverly extract specific information from him.

First and foremost, she definitely could not say that she had lost her memory. Guan Ning would likely tell her new parents what she said, which could arouse suspicion.

Of course, she could say, "Please don’t tell my parents about this," but she was aware that the best way to keep a secret was to ensure that no one besides herself knew about it. Relying on anyone else to keep a secret was not safe. An Xiunian could not afford any slip-up now; no one must suspect that she was not really Yan Xin.

She took a sip of water and glanced at her watch, waiting for Guan Ning to arrive.

Looking down at her now slender and fair arms, she still felt unaccustomed to them.

"I’ve actually become another person..."

In fact, for the current An Xiunian, there was an extremely important question that took precedence in her mind.

Online novels are fictitious, designed with transmigration to enhance readers’ immersion and to conveniently provide a new identity in another world, eliminating the need for transmigrants to wonder why they could transmigrate or whether the soul could stably reside in a new body after transmigration. These elements are purely for the convenience of advancing the plot, without requiring further thought.

But this was not a novel, it was reality. Therefore, An Xiunian had to ponder this issue.

Why had her soul taken over Yan Xin’s body?

An Xiunian had never believed in the concept of souls; without a brain, a person would no longer have a sense of self.

Her brain examination showed no anomalies; it was difficult to assume that it was a case of Yan Xin’s delusional disorder, thinking she was An Xiunian.

If her current experience were to be explained scientifically, then the only possible explanation was that the RNA material from An Xiunian’s brain had been implanted into Yan Xin’s brain, thereby successfully storing and replicating An Xiunian’s memories, consciousness, and personality.

In other words, she was actually Yan Xin, not An Xiunian at all. She was just a new human who obtained the memories of An Xiunian, similar to so-called digital life, capable of backing up and storing memories but unable to achieve so-called soul transfer and resurrection.

However, modern neuroscience had not advanced to this degree, and neither had the study of brain RNA sequence data. The Lanxin Group had never engaged in the biopharmaceutical industry either.

So, she had to consider from another angle.

Maybe Newton was right, at the end of science lies theology. The discoverer of the laws of mechanics, who spent his later years trying to prove the existence of God, from this perspective, perhaps there really were supernatural forces in the world.

Then, considering from this angle, another conclusion was not hard to reach.

An Xiunian’s soul had taken over Yan Xin’s body, and on that ill-fated Route 34 bus, coincidentally, a mysterious old woman appeared. To consider the two unrelated was something Yan Xin would never believe.

That is to say, had that old woman transferred her soul into Yan Xin’s body? Or was there some indirect connection between the two?

At that moment, she heard a voice.

"I’m here, Yan Xin."