Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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Xuehu pushed away the room where he used to live.

Everything was furnished as before, the windows were bright and clean, spotless, and even a piece of clothing that he put on the chair before he left was still the same, as if he had never left.

This filled his heart with warmth.

"Little girl—"

Xuehu said softly, "You actually waited for me like this."

"Ah."

Yang Zimei on the side nodded and said with a little grievance, "Every day, as long as I am at home, I will come here to have a look and sit down, hoping to see you come back, but you, a bad guy, have clearly escaped the sky. Jie, but has been refusing to come back.”

Xuehu took a deep look at her, "Little girl, I'm a little tired, you go out first, let me have a rest."

"Ok."

Yang Zimei also knew that he had some things to tidy up, so she had to close the door and go out.

Seeing the door closed, Xuehu came to the mirror and took off the bamboo hat on his head.

Looking at the scorched black above his forehead, he really had the urge to smash his head into pieces.

"Little girl, I really hate this look. I really hope that I will never see you, so that you can keep my beautiful image in your heart. Now that I have become so ugly, you really won't gradually hate me? "

Xuehu reached out and gently touched the scorched spot on the top of his head, and looked at himself in the mirror suspiciously.

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Yang Zimei left Xuehu's room.

Why doesn't she understand Xuehu's thoughts?

It's just that she couldn't figure it out, how could a monster like Xuehu, who had lived for thousands of years, couldn't break her own face?

Why do you still have a grudge against your face being destroyed?

Don't even want to face yourself.

In fact, what Xuehu cared about was not that her appearance would be destroyed, but what she cared about was the fear of leaving an imperfect image in her heart.

"Owner--"

Sadako walked up and called her eagerly, "Does Mr. Xuehu need anything else?"

"no need."

Yang Zimei glanced at Zhenzi, "Xuehu is back, from now on, you don't need to clean his room. He doesn't like strangers approaching him very much. When you see him, avoid him if you can."

"Yes, Master."

Sadako replied obediently.

"Has the wooden coffin been placed?"

"Yes, according to the master's order, it was placed in the yard. However, master, there is something that Sadako doesn't understand. Why did the master pull back a coffin? Is there anything special about it?"

Sadako asked curiously.

"The coffin is made of precious and rare red nitrate, which is equivalent to the price of gold. The most important thing is that there is no market for it. Tell me, can I let such a treasure go?"

Yang Zimei looked at her and said.

"Yes, Master."

Sadako doesn't know the knowledge of Feng Shui, and doesn't know what is the use of Mu Mu Chi Ni.

Since the owner said it was precious, she took good care of it.

It is estimated that Xiaoqian Lianyi is hungry, and she should miss Zhenzi's cooking, so Yang Zimei ordered her to go to the kitchen to prepare.

Sadako leaves.

Yang Zimei returned to her room and habitually looked at the bed.

The bed was tidy and clean, and no one she expected appeared there, whether it was the master or Long Zhutian.

She sat down on the soft couch beside her, and took out the gold plate with only the golden dragon on it.

The golden dragon on the golden plate is lying quietly.

She printed the mahogany sign on it...

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