Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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Huo Wenhua woke up leisurely, and found that his soul was attached to his body again. He touched his aching head in doubt, and looked at Yang Zimei blankly, "Master Yang, am I dreaming?"

"Master Yang, am I dreaming?"

The clone ghost also woke up, patted his head and said.

Yang Zimei really found out more and more how cute this clone ghost is.

In order to refuse to become Huo Wendong's copy ghost, it actually resorted to self-mutilation, which really surprised her.

"I want to be born again, I want to be born again, let me go!"

Huo Wendong yelled, "Brother, get out of your body quickly and let me go, it's mine, you can't be so treacherous!"

Death waved his hand.

The bull-headed horse pulled Huo Wendong and disappeared in an instant.

Huo Wenhua looked at the Grim Reaper suspiciously, "Master Grim Reaper, why is this? Am I still alive?"

"You're already dead!"

The Grim Reaper waved at the copying ghost.

The copying ghost walked to the side of the god of death.

"Would you like to come with me?" Death asked the clone ghost.

The copy ghost looked back at Huo Wenhua and nodded.

"Let's go then!"

After the god of death finished speaking, black clouds rolled up in his wide sleeves, and he disappeared before everyone's eyes with the replica ghost.

Huo Wenhua was still in a dream, he stretched out his hand and bit himself hard to make sure if he was dreaming.

It still hurts!

"Master Yang, Lord Reaper is really gone? Am I really not dead?"

Huo Wenhua shook his painful hand, looked at Yang Zimei in surprise and joy and asked.

"You are already dead."

Yang Zimei pinched her fingers and counted for him, and found that his fortune-telling had become blank, and he could no longer calculate his fortune-telling.

"What do you mean? Am I here right?"

Huo Wenhua asked suspiciously, "Didn't the god of death also leave? Why was Wendong taken away by the bull's head and horse face? Instead of me?"

Yang Zimei simply told him what the copying ghost had just done, "The copying ghost has been taken away by death instead of you, and you should have been in the same breath, so in a sense, you are already a living dead From now on, it will no longer be under the control of the Three Realms."

Huo Wenhua still didn't understand what she said, but regretted that his younger brother was taken away by the bull's head and horse face in the end, and he betrayed him again.

"Mr. Huo, you will be a half-yin and half-yang person in the future, so cherish it."

Yang Zimei looked at him and said, "I'm also very surprised that God of Death can let you go like this, but that's also due to the copying ghost. It has feelings for you and is willing to follow God of Death instead of you. This is your good fortune."

"Master Yang, I understand what you said. From now on, I will use the rest of my days to do more things that should be done. I am worthy of God of Death letting me go this time."

Huo Wenhua said with a full face of emotion, "In the future, whether it is a human or a ghost, I will do my best to help them."

Seeing him like this, Yang Zimei also understood the meaning of the God of Death in leaving Huo Wenhua behind.

"Sister, I'm going to find Lianyi!"

Seeing that the matter in front of her was over, Xiaoqian said to Yang Zimei.

"I am coming too!"

Yang Zimei looked at the blood-red manjushahua in front of him, they were still swaying and undulating.

It may be because Huo Wenhua has survived this death, and she is in a much better mood. Looking at this Manzhushahua again, she feels particularly gorgeous.

And the way the god of death walked slowly stepping on them just now has been deeply imprinted in her mind, and she can't get rid of it.

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【Originally, this chapter was intended to kill Wendong Huo, Wenhua Huo, and the clone ghost, but seeing that everyone hates Wenhua Huo so much, let him live so as not to regret it. 】