Reencarnação nos anos: Não vou mais bajular, fui traído logo no começo
Li Qi renasceu e voltou ao dia em que seus rins ainda não haviam sido arrancados. Na vida passada, seu pai valorizava os laços familiares, seu irmão e cunhada pediram que ele se sacrificasse pelo bem
Alternate history—this is not Earth, but a parallel world of my own creation, full of fabrications that can’t withstand scrutiny. Please check your brain at the door before reading.
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Li Qi, forty-eight, lay on the hospital bed, diagnostic report in hand, his face etched with bitterness.
Kidney failure.
Unless he received a transplant or could afford the exorbitant costs of dialysis, there was nothing left for him but to wait for death.
And it would be a painful death.
Li Qi wanted to live.
But seeing the attitude of the relatives outside, he knew his chances were slim.
If, all those years ago, he hadn’t donated his kidney to his cousin Li Tianyi, perhaps life wouldn’t have turned out so wretched—perhaps he wouldn’t have gone through life missing a kidney, too frail to find a wife, his health always failing.
Outside the door, Li Tianyi’s wife, Liu Qian, was shouting,
“Thirty years—he’s already been repaid with a life! Haven’t we done enough for him? Now he wants us to pay for his dialysis? Dream on!”
Li Tianyi, indignant, chimed in,
“All I took was one kidney from him—what more does he expect? We’ve been more than fair. Buying one doesn’t even cost that much! Besides, we gave their family twenty thousand back then—if he couldn’t keep it and let his elder brother and sister-in-law take it, that’s on him. They promised to look after him, but have they? Whenever there’s trouble, they come running to us. It’s just shameless. And we even got him a job at the mine, but he insisted on passing it to his yo