Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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"tell me the story--"

Yang Zi looked at the dead soul with a smile on his face and said.

"Yesterday evening, there was a pair of good friends on the bridge. One of them fell into the water accidentally. The friend on the shore jumped off desperately, and he couldn't swim, but he miraculously swam to his friend's side and forced his friend to the top. up, and he is about to drown." The dead soul's tone was somewhat emotional.

"What happened later? Did he drown? If he drowned, you can directly take the place of the dead." Yang Zimei said lightly. [

"Yes, I thought for a moment that I want him to die quickly, so that I can get rid of this pain as soon as possible, but, you said, even if I get rid of it now, it will continue to repeat itself in the next life, and I will also put He was saved." When Undead said this, there was a gleam of light on his face, and the thick black resentment on his body instantly became much weaker, "He was able to go ashore, and the friend who fell into the water first cried and scolded him So stupid, you obviously can't swim, but you went down to save him, and then he said, you are my friend, how can I die?"

Speaking of this, the soul of the dead had tears in the corners of his eyes.

However, the tears of the dead soul were not crystal clear, but spread like blood on the pale face, which was somewhat terrifying, but in Yang Zimei's eyes, it was extremely moving.

With this tearing, the resentment on the dead soul was only left with a thin layer of black energy.

"Do you have any friends?" Yang Zimei asked.

"Well, I also had a good friend when I was alive. We have known each other since kindergarten. We are like sisters. When I met that man, she asked me to think clearly and said that he would be a scumbag. I didn't listen. I thought she was jealous that I found him. A handsome and rich boyfriend, the two fell out. After I died, she would come here every year on my death anniversary, worshiping me and scolding me for being so stupid..."

More tears flowed on the dead soul's face, and his body trembled slightly.

"Very good, you don't have any grievances on your body now." Yang Zimei looked at her and said, "I can help you save yourself, and you won't have to suffer in the next life."

The dead soul raised his head, his bloody and tearful face was full of surprises, he thought for a while, then shook his head, "Wait a minute, I still want to find the third one, I want to continue more touching in the next life, in this case, I won't It would be so easy to despair and suffer."

Yang Zimei nodded and looked at her approvingly, "Then I will definitely give you the best relief."

The dead thank you for retreating.

Yang Zimei walked to the bridge and stood by the railing, watching the river flowing quietly below.

In her last life, she had stood here many times, thinking of her loneliness, she wished she could jump down and finish it off.

However, in the end, she still didn't take any action, feeling that she would rather die than live.

Later, Min Gang pierced into her hazy heart like a ray of sunshine, causing her hopeless life to start all kinds of fantasies, fantasizing that one day she could become Cinderella and dance with that high-ranking prince.

This fantasy has always supported her to go on.

But today, she was miraculously reborn, living in a different posture, which is really amazing.

There was a wind blowing, and it was very cool. She couldn't help being like a literary girl on TV, she closed her eyes, opened her arms, and felt the coolness of the wind——

"don't want!"[

Suddenly there was an exclamation from behind, her waist was hooked by a strong arm, and she almost staggered and fell to the rear.