Chapter 1

My mom, who prides herself on being a health guru, has long believed in using celery to manage my dad's high blood pressure.

Concerned about my dad's health, I discreetly provided him with blood pressure medication, which eventually stabilized his condition.

Later, when my dad discovered my mom's infidelity, he was so upset that he suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.

I invested time and resources to help him recover.

However, under my mom's influence, he became convinced that the medication I provided was the cause of his illness.

Together, they plotted to have me pushed in front of a luxury car, resulting in my death.

When I opened my eyes again, it was the day we first discovered my dad's hypertension.

This time, I sarcastically praised my mom: "Mom, you're truly a health expert. I completely trust you to take care of Dad's health."

The doctor studied my dad's medical report, his brow furrowed, and said, "Your blood pressure is dangerously high—280/180. You must take medication to control it, or the consequences could be severe."

My dad nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes."

But my mom dismissed the doctor's advice, "Doctors these days always prescribe medication. Don't they know that medicine has side effects?"

"If he takes medication every day, his body will surely suffer."

"In this case, diet therapy is the safest and most effective way to lower blood pressure."

Hearing my mom's familiar argument, it hit me—I had been reborn, back to the day my dad's hypertension was discovered.

In my previous life, I had taken my parents for a check-up, and we found out my dad's blood pressure was alarmingly high.

The doctor advised medication, but my mom ignored the advice, insisting on using celery to manage his blood pressure.

When I realized this, I searched online for cases of strokes and cerebral hemorrhages caused by hypertension, hoping to warn my parents.

But my mom slapped me and scoffed, "Those online stories are staged or exaggerated—they're not reliable."

"If you encourage your dad to take random medicine again, I'll marry you off to that guy from the village."

Afraid to confront my mom directly, I watched in silence as she continued with her celery regimen.

My dad, being a submissive husband, followed her lead.

His blood pressure kept climbing, and fearing complications, I secretly bought him medication.

After much persuasion, he finally agreed to take it.

Later, my dad stumbled upon my mom with another man in the park.

His anger led to him collapsing on the spot.

I rushed him to the hospital, where the doctor said he had suffered an acute cerebral hemorrhage due to high blood pressure, urging us to gather funds for immediate surgery.

Upon hearing the surgery would cost over 200,000 Yuan, my mom exclaimed about having no money and suggested just letting him die.

Unable to abandon him, I used my ID to take out a high-interest loan to pay for the surgery.

After a long night of emergency care, my dad survived.

Though he lived, he was left with severe aftereffects.

I quit my job, learned rehabilitation techniques online, and helped him recover at home. Three years later, he was finally back to normal.

But he believed my mom, thinking the medication I provided caused his illness and that my efforts were out of guilt.

They lured me back home, drugged my drink, and took me to the roadside. When a Rolls Royce sped by, my dad pushed me under its wheels, killing me.

They extorted 5 million Yuan from the car owner with my death and lived wealthy lives. My mom even had a son later, becoming a 'winner in life.'

In this life, I'm curious to see if my mom's celery can really cure my dad's hypertension.