Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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"Zhuge Yue, what you said can't be true, can it?"

After hearing what Zhuge Yue said, Yang Zimei frowned slightly.

"Cheat you puppy!"

Zhuge Yue said very seriously, "At that time, everyone thought he was a monster. That's why he had no father, which caused his mother to run away from home, and caused the tragic death of his grandfather's family."

"do not talk."

When Yang Zimei thought of the loneliness and pain that Long Zhutian was rejected by his peers when he was a child, his heart ached.

"Ah."

Zhuge Yue saw that she seemed a little angry, so he didn't say any more, "Then you go and take care of it yourself."

Yang Zimei ignored him and walked into the room directly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the room, she saw Long Zhutian sitting up, under the dim sleeping lamp, with jet-black eyes, looking at her quietly, with a trace of loss remaining on his face.

"Why did you wake up?" Yang Zimei stepped forward and asked softly.

Long Zhutian stretched out his arms, pulled her into his arms, let her sit on his knees, wrapped around her waist, rested his chin on her shoulder, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where have you been?"

Hearing his voice seemed to carry some uneasiness, she asked suspiciously: "What's wrong with you? You never wake up halfway before, are you having a nightmare?"

Long Zhutian's big hands tightened around her slender waist, "I can't see you when I open my eyes, and I suddenly feel at a loss. From now on, don't leave when I'm sleeping."

Yang Zimei's heart skipped a beat and she nodded.

It turned out that he relied on himself to fall asleep.

The thought made her both sweet and poignant.

It's rare for him to be by his side. When she's not around, he probably won't be able to sleep deeply. That's why his pupils are blood red and desolate.

She stretched out her hand to touch his chin, which was prickly because of the stubble, and a thin layer of mist filled her pupils.

In the eyes of outsiders, he should be as strong as iron, but only she knows that he is actually the same as her, with a lonely, restless and fragile heart under that strong surface.

Therefore, two people with the same characteristics attract each other so much, and this is the other party's peace of mind.

Seeing the camera in her hand, Long Zhutian asked suspiciously, "What are you doing with a camera in the middle of the night? Have you become a photographer?"

"No, I borrowed it from Major Luo."

Yang Zimei shook his head, "We have been getting together less often, but we don't even have a photo of each other, nor a group photo, so I want to take a photo of us."

Long Zhutian's black eyes sank, and there was a flash of pain.

"I may not be able to keep a picture."

He said with a little guilt, "I have taken pictures for so many years, but none of them are successful."

"What Zhuge Yue said is true?"

Yang Zimei asked suspiciously.

"Ah."

"Then let's try to take a picture, maybe I can't take a picture either." Yang Zimei adjusted the camera to selfie mode, hugged Long Zhutian, and smiled at the camera.

Click!

The flash went off and a picture popped out of the camera.

Yang Zimei hurriedly took out the photos that were taken and posted immediately, and couldn't wait to pick them up to look at them, and then laughed happily, "We have formed an image, day by day, we can take photos, whether it is you or me, it is very clear."

Long Zhutian took the photo.

Although the photos of him and her were dim due to insufficient light in the room, their faces were still clearly visible, which was different from the photos taken before.

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