Rebirth: The First Female Physician

***

"Tian'er, Tian'er, are you ignoring me again? Are you refusing to forgive me?"

Seeing him pursing his lips and refusing to speak, Long Caiyun asked sadly.

Seeing that Long Zhutian's lips were about to squirm, Yang Zimei hurriedly pulled him up to a corner where no one could hear him.

"Sister, why?"

Long Zhutian looked at her puzzled.

Yang Zimei told him what she guessed.

The corners of Long Zhutian's eyes were slightly wet. After thinking about it, he finally made up his mind, "Sister, it must be very hard for Mom to live up to now. I'll let her go to the ground for peace, her soul returns to the west, and she can go away with peace of mind." Let's reincarnate."

"You really decided that?"

Yang Zimei naturally agreed with his decision.

There is nothing better for a dead man than to be buried.

Go to heaven and reincarnation early, and get rid of it early.

Otherwise, stubbornness wandering in the world will be punished.

"Well, you called Chasing Moon over."

Long Zhutian nodded.

Yang Zimei walked over and asked Long Caiyun to wait for a while, and asked Zhuiyue to go and find Long Zhutian.

I don't know what the two brothers discussed. When Chayue came back, his whole face was wet from crying, and he leaned close to Long Zhutian, feeling very sad.

"God—"

Because she didn't know what they were discussing, Long Caiyun called out full of hesitation.

Long Zhutian walked over, stretched out his single hand, put his arm around her shoulder, and stared at her for a long time.

Looking at it, Long Caiyun felt a little uneasy, "Tian'er, what's the matter? Did I do something wrong? I'll change it, please don't ignore me."

Long Zhuiyue also leaned on her other side, took her arm, and leaned his head on her shoulder, "Mom, you did nothing wrong, brother and I love you so much."

"Really? God!"

Long Caiyun turned to look at Long Zhutian.

Long Zhutian's eyes were full of pain, entanglement, and love.

He wanted to linger on this moment for a little longer.

However, what should be done is still to be done.

He lowered his head and kissed Long Caiyun's hair, "Yes, Mom, I love you!"

Hearing this, Long Caiyun's pale face became vivid and radiant, looking as beautiful as the Virgin Mary in the church, "God, say it again."

"Yes, Mom, I love you!"

Long Zhutian said in a deep voice.

Long Caiyun nodded with tears in her eyes and smiled.

Her smile, like the epiphyllum blooming in the night, is so eye-catching.

Even though Long Zhuiyue looks a lot like her, he can't even smile as beautifully as her.

With her smile, it really seemed that all the sunshine and happiness were concentrated on her body, filling the two shallow dimples on her lips.

No wonder, after Wang Zeyuan saw her smile that day, he became obsessed with her to the point of obstinacy.

She reached out and touched Long Zhuyue's face, then Long Zhutian's face, and said softly, "Mom loves you."

After finishing speaking, his body became short, and the skin of his whole body began to fall apart, leaving only a pile of clothes and skeletons in the end.

Yang Zimei saw her soul floating in the air, and looked at Long Zhuyue and Long Zhutian with nostalgia.

At this time, a group of thick black clouds began to appear not far away, and out of the black clouds came out an extremely handsome man dressed in black with wide sleeves, with black hair that moved without wind, holding a scythe in his hand!

It's the god of death!

Yang Zimei was surprised and delighted.

Surprised, he actually came to take away Long Caiyun's soul, and happy, she finally saw the god of death, and she could ask about his relationship with Xuehu.

***