Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks - Chapter 2838: This World Had Become a Lifeless World

Yu Xiao, who is almost hopeless in the terminal stage, has already become a Buddha, waiting to die in the Buddha system every day.
One day, an APP was automatically downloaded on her mobile phone——the patient communication forum of the Fourth Hospital.
Fourth hospital? Isn’t the local fourth hospital a psychiatric hospital?
Click in and see the first post:
【Morgue Raiders Guide】
Yu Xiao: ???
The second post: [Inventory of the ghosts I have encountered over the years]
Yu Xiao: It really deserves to be a mental illness exchange forum.
【Teach you step by step to become a talisman master! 】
This seems to be quite interesting!
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Terror fell that night, and the hospital was shrouded in blood. An indescribable monster wandered around pushing the cart outside the ward, “Let me see who is being misbehaved again?”
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That night the house-watching ghost lifted Yu Xiao’s quilt, and the house-watching ghost touched the talisman beside Yu Xiao’s pillow, and the house-watching ghost was bombarded by five thunders.
The house-watching ghost is crying, why do high-level talismans appear in the novice dungeon?!

Read the guide:
1. If there is no accident, it will be updated at 20:00 every day.
2. Strong women, the heroine is not very serious and talks a lot.
3. There is a male protagonist, but it will not appear at the beginning.

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- Description from novelbuddy

Witnessing her fiance’s derailment with her own eyes, she married a “poor and poor” poor second generation.

The next day, jewelry, diamonds, haute couture clothing, luxury cars and mansions were received softly.

He is a domineering president who is cold-hearted and black-bellied in front of others, and he is also a three-good man who spoils his wife, loves his wife, and loves his wife.

 …

Rumor has it that his cleanliness allergy makes him never touch a woman, but she is a complete exception;

Rumor has it that he is an ascetic man who is so indifferent to strangers that he is extremely gentle in front of her;

Rumor has it that he is generous and neat and never cares about others. After his marriage, he overturns countless vinegar jars every day…

Her married life: sweet, sour, sweet, sweet, bitter, salty;

His married life: Chai, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, vinegar, vinegar, vinegar, vinegar, vinegar, vinegar, tea.

- Description from novelbuddy

Wei Qiqi is the only successor of Wei Corps inheriting a hefty fortune. However, her stepmother bribed a witch from Thailand, harming her with two ancient witchcraft curses.

The first: is to send her off to an era of chaotic war with no way of returning

The second: is to have a disfigured look. In order to restore her appearance she must give her first night to the man that truly loves her.

Wei Qiqi thought of countless ways to return to the modern world but due to the turn of events, she became a renowned general throughout Great Han meeting the handsome and almighty third prince. With his majesty’s imperial joke, Wei Qiqi the ugly maiden was bestowed a marriage to third prince causing him to become a laughing stock by the whole world.

- Description from Novelupdates

Tang Qiu was a substitute bride–forced to take her half-sister’s place and marry the young master of the Jiang family, a deformed cripple with less than 6 months left to live.

“Who would have thought that even a sickly whelp like Jiang Shaocheng would find himself a bride?”

“I hear that he’s practically on his deathbed and he’s only marrying the Fengs’ daughter to improve his lifespan.”

Tang Qiu ignored the whispers around her and focused on her husband-to-be, who coughed violently in his wheelchair. At the altar, after they had said their vows, she lifted her veil and knelt in front of Jiang Shaocheng, pressing a hesitant kiss to his lips.

The marriage contract was signed. No matter his physical deformities, he was now her husband.

She wasn’t afraid of the scars that marked his face, nor was she repulsed by him being confined to a wheelchair. Every morning, she made him breakfast, attended to his needs, and thought of little else beyond her duties as a wife.

“Young Master Jiang is a cripple who can’t get it up,” her best friend argued. “When he dies, you’ll still be untouched. You should set your sights higher.”

“A sickly invalid like Jiang Shaocheng can’t give you happiness,” her ex-boyfriend insisted. “I’ll wait for you.”

But Young Master Jiang only scoffed. “I have plenty of time left to be with her.”

Later in their marriage, Jiang Shaocheng wanted to enjoy his little wife in all ways–the press of her lips against his, the brush of skin on skin; the way a husband and wife were supposed to. But Tang Qiu refused him, blushing. “No, we can’t. The doctor says you can’t exert yourself.”

Jiang Shaocheng’s desire was surging through him, a heat in his core that demanded to be satiated. He cursed, I should have gotten rid of that doctor and the wheelchair long ago.

But he yearned to make love to his little wife, and so he revealed his true identity. In the blink of an eye, the deformed cripple transformed into a powerful businessman–tall, dark, and handsome. He quieted Tang Qiu’s protests, his body positioned over hers, his arms caging her as she lay on the bed. His voice was low when he asked, “What about now?”