Sister Wants Glory, I Just Want To Buy Back The Hospital
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Chapter 21

Chapter 21 — Sister Wants Glory, I Just Want To Buy Back The Hospital

Updated 10/08/2026 4 min read

And me. Live a new life. Back when he became Thirteen-year-old Tham Minh Hoa. Then Muc Hoai An was fourteen years old. Resurrected for more than ten years. Then came the age of fifteen. Just met you for the first time. In this life. Wei Huai An is twenty-four years old. Originally someone who existed only because of my rebirth. He was seriously ill. Whole life in decline. Alone and lonely. Go quietly for the rest of your life. And Muc Hoai An is fifteen years old. This is what the Mu family's wife used falling into hell in exchange for. That's the thing
The Muc family's wife exchanged it. As a Mu Hoai An in this life, everything can go your way. But everything is according to Muc Hoai An's wishes. That we are safe and sound. That he can use an intact body to marry me again. You can personally give me that fragrant bag embroidered with bunches of young elms. The Muc family did not encounter any incidents. Everything is still as it was in the beginning. There is only one thing that cannot be fulfilled. The wife of the Muc family fell into hell. Can't go back forever. Therefore. Mu Hoai An of life
This. I will only remember that I was raised by my ancestors. Will no longer remember parents. There will also be no more heartache over the death of a parent. As for all our fulfillment and peace in this life. The only thing that cannot be fulfilled. That was the end of twenty-four year old Wei Huai'an. In this life. He will definitely pass away because of his illness. Therefore. I will forget him over and over again. Forget all the closeness and love between us and him in our previous lives. But Wei Huai'an. Until
until death. Never knew either. That is himself. Also exchanged by others for a new life. To have a peaceful and convenient life. We are immersed in a dream. Constantly falling. Continuously falling... Until a familiar, impatient call rang out in my ear. "Minh Hoa, Minh Hoa! Wake up!" I suddenly opened my eyes. Get up and sit straight in bed. Late spring. Outside the window the warm sunlight shines brightly. Elm tree leaves rustle in the wind. That wind sound. It's like it was swept away
a lot of things on my mind. But we couldn't find the reason. Muc Hoai An sat close to the edge of my bed. Eyes full of worry looked at me. See I'm awake. He breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Minh Hoa, you've been sleeping for a long time!" "I invited the doctor to examine her, and even fed her medicine. I was so worried that I was going to die!" I looked at him blankly. Just feel this face of his. Seems very familiar. Think carefully. I have known him before. There's nothing strange about feeling familiar.
Mu Hoai An mysteriously took out a scented bag. The ears are red. Then he stuffed it into my arms and said, "You've said it before." "I've found the spices for you." "Even these bunches of young elms are embroidered by me!" I bowed my head and looked at the slightly crooked needle and thread. He said a little embarrassedly: "I studied with the lady for a long time." "But in the end I still only managed to embroider to this point." Reflexively. I blurted out: "Why did you give me this?" He paused. Instantly
Cautiously asked: "Is there someone else who gave it to you?" I remembered the brocade box that was once placed in front of the medical shop's door. Just until today. We still don't know who put it there. Muc Hoai An has always been spontaneous and jealous. This story. There's no need to tell him. I was silent for a long time. In the end, I just shook my head slightly. "No." 29I have saved enough money. Correct date of listing. We can redeem the robe. The gold, silver, and brocade that big brother and sister left behind. We use it to establish a meaningful residence
city district. Let poor children learn literacy for free. At the same time, he also teaches medicine and pharmacology. After entering the mandarin (a hat-wearing ceremony for men when they turned 20 years old in ancient society, marking legal and social maturity). Muc Hoai An finally opened the silk shop he had always wanted. He himself is the treasurer. It looks extremely majestic. … A few years later. From a cashier of a small silk shop. He became the head of the entire silk industry of the Muc family.
Only thing. That small silk shop. He still continues to open. Never closed for a single day.

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