Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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After hearing this, Huo Wenhua's face was as white as paper, and his whole body trembled like chaff, "Why? Why is there such a heavy punishment?"

"Brother, brother, brother..."

Huo Wendong called Huo Wenhua in a very pitiful and resentful tone, "I am so miserable, woohoo, when I was so young, I was tricked into a boat by you, bought by human traffickers, stared at, beaten and scolded all the time. No food, no clothes, no sleep..."

Hearing Huo Wendong's words, Huo Wenhua's guilt overcame his fear.

Yes, everything was his fault that day, so what if he bears such a punishment instead of his younger brother?

I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?

Didn't the Buddha say this?

What's more, he wants to replace his younger brother in hell.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and said to the god of death, "I am willing to replace him!"

"Decided?"

Death looked at him and waved his hand casually.

Behind him, two groups of black clouds appeared in an instant.

Two ghosts and gods came out of the black clouds!

One looks like a bull's head, and the other looks like a horse's face!

They are at least two meters five in length, with fierce faces and a thick black chain in their hands.

Seeing the legendary bull head and horse face appearing in front of him, Huo Wenhua's heart jumped to Sangyan with nervousness and fear.

"Decided?"

The god of death interrogated Huo Wenhua again, "It's decided, you just go with the bull's head!"

"elder brother……"

Huo Wendong was afraid that Huo Wenhua would regret it, so he called pitifully, "Help me..."

Huo Wenhua's heart softened, and he nodded, "Well, it's decided."

After speaking, he actively extended his hand.

Death's black robe flicked...

Huo Wenhua's soul broke away from his body!

Niutou stepped forward and handcuffed his hands.

Seeing Huo Wenhua like this, Yang Zimei really felt sorry for him.

Such a clean soul who is still benevolent after being rich, but now he has to suffer the retribution that a wicked person suffers.

Huo Wendong's face was full of joy, and he approached Huo Wenhua's physical body, wanting to cling to it.

With a move of Yang Zimei's finger, his soul bounced away!

"Master Yang, what are you doing? Don't stop me from being reborn, I want to enjoy life!"

Huo Wendong yelled loudly, his face full of anticipation.

"Master Death, can it really be replaced like this?"

Yang Zi looked at the God of Death unwillingly, and said, "Mr. Huo Wenhua, is it really the end?"

"It's his choice."

Death said coldly, "I respect his choice, of course, he can be allowed to regret once."

When Huo Wendong heard this, he became nervous, and hurriedly shouted at Huo Wenhua's soul, "Brother, you can't regret it, you promised me."

Yang Zimei looked at Huo Wenhua, "Mr. Huo, aren't you afraid that your choice is wrong?"

Huo Wenhua smiled bitterly, "Even if it is wrong, I have no choice but to choose this way. I have betrayed Wendong once, so I will return everything to him. Master Yang, please take good care of him!"

The corners of Yang Zimei's lips twitched slightly.

Judging from what Huo Wendong said just now, she would never take care of this kind of person, so she didn't answer.

Hearing that Huo Wenhua didn't regret it, Huo Wendong's tense expression relaxed again, "Master Yang, don't worry about it, this is my brother's choice, go away and let me in!"

Yang Zimei looked at the god of death.

The Grim Reaper just looked at him blankly, with no emotion on that half of his beautiful face.

Yang Zimei had no choice but to let Huo Wendong enter Huo Wenhua's body.

Huo Wendong got the attachment of **, jumped up excitedly, and almost danced and yelled.

In his heart, there were ecstatic cheers: "I have developed, I will be reborn!"

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