Nalanxian

The aristocratic Lu family has produced a joke, a beautiful one, but a joke nonetheless. The daughter they have been rearing all this while turns out to be an imposter! With the real heiress returning to take her rightful place, everyone is eager to know the outcome of the imposter...
Will she be able to survive in poverty after living a life of riches?
Having just transmigrated, Huo Yao imagines that this experience will be pretty interesting. However, imagination and reality are always so different! 
Dad: "Daughter! Take this black card. It has no limit! Use it freely."
Mom: "My dear Yao Yao! If you don't like this jewelry, I'll get them to change it immediately."
Huo Yao: "…"
Weren't they supposed to be poor and ordinary? What is with this hidden lavish behavior?
Her eldest brother, an investment company's CEO: "Sis, inherit my company!"
Her second brother, a top lawyer: "Whoever dares slander my sis will face the full brunt of the law!"
The third brother, an international genius doctor: "Bullying my sister? Should I display the prowess of my scalpel?"
Mysterious fourth brother: "My sis is the cutest!"
Huo Yao: "…"
What happened to being a good-for-nothing person who lives off her parents?
A top aristocrat secretly changes into his cheap clothes and drives his crappy old car to her. "Baby, my heart is yours. Why don't we get married to test if I'm telling the truth or not?"
Everyone who knows about it, doesn't dare say it out loud. 
All they can do is curse inwardly: "Bah! Keep acting! No one believes it!"

Transmigrated As the Fake Heiress

Old Mr. Pei took the initiative to ask Tong Yu for his phone number.

After Tong Yu left, the hospital president looked at Old Mr. Pei rather solemnly and said, "Pei, do you think someone in the Apothecaries' Association made this medicine?"

Old Mr. Pei sat back on the couch. He picked up a cup of tea from the centre table and took a sip. "I don't think so."

"Even He Shu can't create S+ medicine like this. I happened to see such medicine once because a friend of mine had some. It was a pity that he purchased the medicine from an online auction website. No such medicine has been sold in the last two years." Old Mr. Pei's gaze drifted into the distance.

Ancient prescriptions were difficult to refine. Even if any apothecary could produce them, only a small number of them could make them at an S+ grade level!

A Genius Doctor?