Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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With this incantation, those souls who were originally killed by him also responded one after another, surrounded him, and began to tear him apart.

Wen Ting was originally a fearless person, but when he saw the ghosts he had killed standing in front of him one by one, accusing and beating him, he became afraid.

"Kill me, kill me quickly!"

He yelled at Long Zhutian and Yang Zimei who were about to leave.

"How could we break the precept of killing for you? Don't be naive."

Yang Zimei sneered, "The people you killed before will naturally kill you."

It was only then that Wen Ting realized that the truly terrifying one might not be Long Zhutian, but the beautiful, harmless her.

Seeing Long Zhutian's heavy heart, Yang Zimei quickly took his hand and leaned her head on his shoulder, "Zhutian, are you still worried?"

"Ah."

Long Zhutian nodded and held her hand tightly.

"Don't worry, don't forget, I have already cultivated to the point where I am close to the realm of God, even if I am injured, I can heal myself."

Yang Zimei said relaxedly on purpose, "It's you instead, you will be even more dangerous without the mahogany card."

"Even if it can heal itself, the injury is still painful. If the shot just hit your head just right, with Wen Ting's skill, it can completely blow your head off."

Long Zhutian looked at her cute little head.

How can such a head be blasted like a watermelon?

"Hee hee, then don't I have to wear a helmet to go out in the future?"

Yang Zimei asked with a playful smile.

Long Zhutian's eyes lit up.

Yang Zimei sweated, "Don't you really want me to go out wearing a helmet?"

"Have the idea."

Long Zhutian circled her tightly, "When you go out wearing a helmet, there are many benefits. First, it can prevent people from being shot in the head, and second, it can prevent so many men from looking at you lewdly."

Yang Zimei stuck out his tongue, "Why do I feel that there are more women looking at you lewdly?"

Long Zhutian's tumbling to save Yang Zimei and his instant defeat of Wen Ting were noticed by many passers-by.

Those female passers-by, seeing Long Zhutian handsome and mighty as if in a movie, all stared at Long Zhutian obsessively and refused to blink.

"He is so powerful. Although he has broken an arm, he looks more masculine."

"Yeah, it's about the same as Yang Guo, so handsome and cool!"

"If I had such a boyfriend, I would die with no regrets."

"You'd better stop daydreaming, don't you see a little dragon girl standing beside him? You just look like a nymphomaniac."

"The bullshit little dragon girl, she just has white spots on her skin, she doesn't have any special features, she doesn't deserve that Yang Guo at all."

A woman dressed in trendy clothes but speaking very rough looked at Yang Zimei with disdain, and said to her companion, "It's such a pity to match such a handsome man."

"Pfft, is it right to match you?"

Her bad friend laughed and said, "You'd better go home and look in the mirror."

"Fuck off, do you ever hurt a friend like this? Anyway, I'm still our school's beauty after all."

"Anyway, our school is also known as an engineering school that has no beauties. You just happen to be good-looking, so people judge you as a school belle. But look at her, even if she is placed in a liberal arts school with a lot of beauties, she can still be a good girl. School belle."

"Ahhhh-"

The woman yelled frantically, reaching out to pinch her companion's neck, "It's too much, how can you hurt your friend and grow others' ambition like this?"

"Friends are used to hurt, not to mention, you are born to lose!"

"Go away, you are the one who owes money!"

The two romped together.

Yang Zimei looked at the two of them, and couldn't help but miss his good friends Xia Mo and Lan Yaya.

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