Chapter 1 — Life Changing Pill

Just after finishing the university entrance exam, a mysterious medicine man gave us two twins two pills. The white pill helps people have a perfect body and eat forever without getting fat, the black pill helps people stay physically fit forever. My sister struggled to swallow the white pill. She got her wish, became a beautiful woman with a perfect figure, easily attracted a wealthy husband, and lived the life of a rich lady. As for me, I ate the black pill, relied on my physical strength to stay up late and tirelessly, risked my life to take the certification exam, went to practice, and finally became a top surgeon in the industry. However, the effects of medicine always come with a price. Just past the age of 30, the girl's internal organs began to fail, her body was thin with only a handful of bones left, and was abandoned and thrown away by her husband's family. In the hospital hallway, seeing me surrounded by everyone respectfully calling me "Director Tham", he was so jealous that he went crazy. It secretly swapped the anesthetic I used during the surgery, causing a serious medical incident that caused me to be stabbed to death on the spot by the patient's family. He stood to one side, laughing madly: "What about you, you're a highly skilled physician? Won't you still die in my hands?" When I opened my eyes again, the healer was holding two pills in front of me. The girl immediately grabbed the black pill and swallowed it down. It stared at me, its eyes filled with venom: "Second sister, this life you just lie on the hospital bed and slowly wait to die." 1. In my previous life, I died in the operating room I was most familiar with. It was my biological sister, Tham Tri Thu, who secretly swapped anesthetics on the operating table. The surgery was just a normal gallbladder removal. The patient's family trusted me very much, and the nurses also prepared it according to the correct procedure. But anesthesia is problematic. The patient reacted violently during surgery, and ultimately emergency treatment was unsuccessful. When the patient's family rushed in, I didn't have time to react. A fruit knife stabbed me in the chest. Before falling, I saw Tham Tri Thu standing at the end of the hallway. It was frighteningly thin, with sunken cheeks and yellow skin, like a piece of paper dried by the wind. But it smiled extremely brightly.

“Tham Tri Ha, what about you being a good doctor?”

“Doesn't everyone call you Headmaster Tham?”

“Won't you still die in my hands now?”

I want to ask him why. But I couldn't open my mouth. As fresh blood choked in my throat, I remembered the summer 12 years ago. On the day the university entrance exam ended, a traditional healer wearing old cotton clothes walked past our door. He took out two pills. One white pill, one black pill. He said the white pill helps people have a beautiful body, no matter how much they eat, they won't get fat. Black pills help people be full of energy, stay up late without falling asleep, and have endless energy to do whatever they do. But he also reminded: "The medicine is effective for ten years, if it expires you will have to bear the consequences. As a human being, you should not be too greedy." In his previous life, Tham Tri Thu stole the white pill. Since childhood, he has loved to pose, and is also afraid of being fat. After taking the white pill, no matter what he ate, he didn't get fat, his waist was slim and his legs were long, and his skin became more and more beautiful. When he went to college, he married a rich young man and posted photos every day showing off his designer bags and cars become a lady that everyone in her circle of friends is jealous of. And I ate the black pill. I rely on that inexhaustible source of physical strength, going to school during the day, working part-time at night, waking up in the morning to study. Bachelor, master, resident doctor, chief surgeon. I just gritted my teeth and overcame everything, eventually becoming the youngest Head of the Department of Surgery at the hospital. But just after ten years, Tham Tri Thu's good days collapsed. Its body begins to get sick. Food intake cannot be absorbed, internal organs gradually deteriorate. Her husband's family called her unlucky, her husband called her ugly, and the divorce papers were thrown right in her face. He came to the hospital to find me, knelt in the hallway and begged me to save him. I arranged for him to go to the doctor and advised him to go to the hospital for treatment. He thought I was laughing at him. Then, he switched the medicine, made me bear the charge of medical malpractice, and took my life. When I opened my eyes again, I heard Tham Tri Thu scream loudly: "I choose the black pill!" I suddenly raised my head. In the old living room, the ceiling fan creaked. On the table lay two pills. The healer sat on a stool, his wrinkled face expressionless. My mother was washing dishes in the kitchen, my father was squatting in front of the door smoking. Tham Tri Thu grabbed the black pill, didn't bother to drink water, and swallowed it straight into her stomach. After swallowing, he stared at me, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

“Second sister, this life you just lie on the hospital bed and slowly wait to die.”

I stared at it for a few seconds. It's also reborn. Furthermore, he also believes that taking away the black pill means taking away my entire life. I looked down at the remaining white pill on the table. In his previous life, he relied on white pills to live happily for 10 years, but also died because of his own greed. This is not poison. The truly cruel thing is the human heart. The healer pushed the white pill towards me.

“Girl, do you want to eat?”

I reached out and took it, calmly swallowing it. Tham Tri Thu burst out laughing.

“Tham Tri Ha, your life is over.”

I wiped the corner of my mouth: “Is that so?” The healer suddenly looked at me, his eyes very deep. When he stood up, he lowered his voice and said to me: "Remember, medicine can only lend you a breath of air, but it cannot walk for you for the rest of your life." My heart skipped a beat. In my previous life, I had never heard this sentence. Because at that time, my mind was filled with only the hope that the black pill brought. The healer walked to the door, looked back at Tham Tri Thu, and gently sighed.

“If anyone is too hasty, falling will be very painful.”

But Tham Tri Thu basically did not listen. He was touching his arm, so excited that his eyes were shining.

“I don't feel sleepy anymore.”

“I feel like I could study for three days and three nights straight!”

My mother brought the bowl out, heard it but didn't understand anything.

“What are you two sisters playing again?”

Tham Tri Thu immediately hugged her mother's hand and coddled her: "Mom, in the future I will definitely get higher scores than you." My mother smiled and couldn't close her mouth: "Okay, okay, it's good that you have a good heart." My father also rarely looked up and looked at him: "Don't just talk, in a few days you'll get the points." Tham Tri Thu glanced at me smugly. I said nothing. Because I know, there's no need to wait a few more days. Tomorrow morning, the homeroom teacher will call me. Previous life, me Ranked second in the entire city in the Natural sector. In this life, I will not be inferior. Tham Tri Thu thought the black pill could help him go against the sky and change his destiny. But it forgot one thing. The university exam has ended. No matter how much energy it has now, it cannot change the submitted exam paper. As for the truly long life, it's only just begun now.