Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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Yang Zimei took Long Caiyun back to the dungeon where Wang Zeyuan was imprisoned.

The dungeon was gloomy, and ten of Jiang Ziliang's subordinates were fully armed and guarded.

And Wang Zeyuan curled up in a corner, very quiet, the skin that was originally blackened by Sadako's poisonous needle gradually turned white again.

It seems that he has a strong ability to detoxify himself.

"Where is Wang Zeyuan? How could it be a child?"

Long Caiyun looked at Wang Zeyuan in the corner suspiciously, and asked Yang Zimei.

Hearing her voice, Wang Zeyuan's closed eyes seemed to tremble, he shook his body, and quickly opened his eyes.

It's a pity that his eyes have been stabbed blind, so he can't see anything.

"Caiyun? Is that you?"

Wang Zeyuan's voice trembled with anticipation and excitement.

Hearing his voice, Long Caiyun's body trembled slightly.

That's right, it's this voice!

"Demon! Why are you still alive?"

Long Caiyun spat at him viciously and cursed angrily.

"Is it really you? Are you alive?"

Wang Zeyuan ignored her scolding, but continued to indulge in his world.

"If you don't die, how can I die?"

After Long Caiyun finished speaking, she didn't know when she hid a pair of scissors. She took out the scissors and stabbed at Wang Zeyuan like crazy.

Yang Zimei didn't stop her.

The strange thing is that Wang Zeyuan didn't have that black and white aura like a protective film, and he didn't dodge anything, even though Long Caiyun stabbed him with a pair of scissors.

Wang Zeyuan gritted his teeth in pain, and didn't cry out, but said to Long Caiyun with a kind of sad smile on his face, "Then you kill me, I will admit it if I can die in your hands."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head slightly, "looking" at Long Caiyun with a pair of empty eyes, as if he would kill, kill, kill, and choose.

Long Caiyun's hands trembled slightly, and raised the scissors again to stab him——

However, before it reached his shoulder, the hand stopped and could not strike again.

"Kill it, I am willing to die in your hands, Caiyun!"

Wang Zeyuan's tone suddenly became soft, as if he was whispering to his lover.

Long Caiyun's expression changed again, she dropped the scissors, and rushed out of the dungeon.

Yang Zimei followed and caught up.

She had been observing just now, and found that Long Caiyun's feelings for Wang Zeyuan were also very strange.

On the surface, it looks like resentment, but in fact it seems to have a layer of love.

Love?

Yang Zimei was taken aback by her own thought.

Wang Zeyuan treats Long Caiyun so abnormally, will she fall in love with him?

Shouldn't it?

Yang Zimei looked at Long Caiyun.

I saw her squatting on the ground, covering her face with her hands, looking very sad and desperate.

"Auntie, why didn't you kill him?"

Yang Zimei asked aloud, "Don't you hate him?"

"I hate! Why don't I hate? He ruined my whole life! How can I not hate?"

Long Caiyun looked up and wept.

Yang Zimei looked at her expression, it was more like hate because of love.

Could it be that after she was imprisoned, she gradually fell in love with that pervert Wang Zeyuan?

No way?

"Since you hate him so much, why don't you kill him? Don't you want his body to be broken into pieces?"

Yang Zimei asked.

"I want him to be shredded into pieces, but I don't want to kill him like this, so just keep him imprisoned and let him live in darkness for the rest of his life!"

Long Caiyun's expression became resentful again, "If I can, I will guard him and watch him being imprisoned and suffering all the time, trying to survive but not die!"

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