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I Don't Want My Family After Rebirth
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"Ning Ning, go help me get the seasoning box. I need to give Haohou some sugar and salt."
"Okay." I instinctively replied and stood up to head to the kitchen.
After taking a couple of steps, I suddenly stopped.
Looking around, I realized I had returned to that day—my seven-month-old nephew, Wen Haohao, was lying on the sofa blowing bubbles, his little hands constantly scratching his belly.
My sister-in-law, Bai Zhenzhen, was soothing him: "Haohou, be good. Mommy will mix some sugar and salt for you to drink; you'll feel better after that."
"Ning Ning, why aren't you going to help me get the seasoning box?"
Bai Zhenzhen impatiently repeated.
In my previous life, I was also called back and forth like this by her.
In my previous life, she fed my nephew sugar and salt, and that night he developed a high fever. After being rushed to the hospital, we were informed that he had liver and kidney failure.
I clearly remember the doctor sternly criticizing them: "Feeding infants salt and sugar puts a burden on their liver and kidneys; it can lead to kidney failure or even death. What kind of parents are you?"
My sister-in-law was terrified and stammered, "Doctor, what... what should we do now?"
"It's not too late to bring him in now; if you delay any longer, it will be too late. He needs to be hospitalized first; further treatment will depend on the situation."
After half a month of emergency treatment, my nephew's life was saved, but his liver and kidney functions were severely damaged; he would have to rely on medication for maintenance in the future.
My brother and mother shifted all the blame onto my sister-in-law; she felt wronged and guilty and eventually vented her anger on me, saying I was meddling in their affairs.
Later on, my nephew grew up but became increasingly dull and his health deteriorated.
At six years old, he was diagnosed with diabetes and uremia.
My sister-in-law completely lost it, pointing at my nose and cursing: "Are you satisfied now? You’ve harmed Haohou like this; are you happy? What child doesn’t eat salt and sugar when they’re young? Why are other kids fine? You had to make a big deal out of it; why did you take Haohou to the hospital? Because of you, my Haohou has to start dialysis at such a young age; his life is ruined because of you! You need to take responsibility for him!"
My brother looked exhausted and sincerely apologized: "I was wrong; I didn’t take good care of Haohou. I will take responsibility for his illness. You’ve suffered quite a bit too; how about this—I just received a bonus, so let me treat you to an overseas trip as an apology."
I couldn't bear it for a moment and agreed.
But they weren’t trying to apologize; they clearly wanted me to die in place of Haohou!
They conspired to take me to a shady hospital and had my kidneys swapped for Haohou's.
Haohou was saved, but I died filled with resentment.
Thinking of this made my hands and feet cold, and sweat dripped down my back.
In this life, I will no longer interfere in their matters. If they make mistakes, let them bear the consequences. As long as I don't get involved, they won't find reasons or excuses to morally bind me.
Resolute, I calmly looked at my sister-in-law and asked, "Are you sure you want to give him salt?"
She frowned and replied, "What do you mean?"
I said lightly, "Giving salt to infants can burden their kidneys and, in severe cases, lead to kidney failure or even death. Are you sure you want to give him salt?"
My sister-in-law was taken aback, a flicker of guilt crossing her eyes. She couldn't meet my gaze and mumbled softly, "Salt and sugar make food tasty; he will eat better that way..."
I didn't respond or move; I just stood there quietly watching her.
Bai Zhenzhen shot me a glare and turned to my mother, who was tidying up the house, seeking help: "Mom, can you hand me the spice box? I need it urgently."
Without a word, my mother set down the cloth and went to get it for her.
Bai Zhenzhen took the spice box and, as usual, scooped a spoonful of sugar and salt into my nephew's porridge, stirring it slowly.
My mother expressed concern: "Zhenzhen, you feed Haohou so much sugar and salt every day; won't that cause problems?"
"What could happen?" Bai Zhenzhen rolled her eyes. "Mom, kids need salt to gain strength; don't you understand that? Ningning, don't you agree?"
She asked me, but I refused to answer.
She probably thought I would speak up for her like before. But why should I help her? My rebirth was all because of her actions.
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