Supernatural Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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"Sadako, what are you doing here?"

Yang Zimei pushed Sadako a little angrily.

Sadako didn't open his eyes and listened to his breathing sound. It seemed that he was still asleep.

Yang Zimei simply stabbed her.

As a result, I still couldn't wake her.

Strange, I usually don't have to sleep in Sadako. Why do you sleep so familiar in the coffin now? So peaceful?

Looking at her, it is not the kind of sleeping.

Yang Zimei pinched her acupuncture points.

I still can't wake her up.

She simply took out the bell and knocked it gently.

At this time, Sadako's sleeping and peaceful face became twisted, groaning painfully, and opened his eyes.

Yang Zimei put Xiaozhong well.

Sadako patted his painful head, sat up, looked at the coffin blankly, and then looked at Yang Zimei and asked, "Master, how can I be here?"

"I still want to ask you how you sleep here, and you can't wake up."

Yang Zimei has no anger.

Sadako rubbed the temple, as if he was trying to remember.

But, a blank.

She really doesn't know how she sleeps here.

Looking at the skeptic look on Yang Zimei's face, her heart seemed to be acupunctured, and she didn't know how to explain.

Yang Zimei once told her that this coffin was made of precious alcoholic nitrate nitrate, and it was a super magic weapon.

Now, I actually sleep in this super magic weapon.

This will definitely allow the owner to have a diaphragm again.

Sadako stood up from the coffin and found that he was wearing a kimono.

And this kimono is the set she worn from the coffin that day.

After Yang Zimei took her back, she cleaned this suit and put it on the bottom of the box.

Why did you go out of this kimono, and then sleep in the coffin?

Sadako is both imitation and sad.

Yang Zimei also saw the sorrow on her face, and she was uncomfortable.

Perhaps everything is just the unconscious behavior of Sadako. She actually suspected that she would have any bad moves.

Or maybe Sadako's day to return to the coffin, can't sleep in the coffin again?

If it wasn't for her to wake her up, would she just fall asleep like this?

Thinking of this, Yang Zimei's heart began to be sad.

"Sadako, I'm sorry, I shouldn't doubt you."

She apologized to Sadako with guilt.

Sadako looked at her, shook her head, "Master, I don't blame you, I just blame me, why do you like this?"

"well--"

Yang Zimei sighed secretly in her heart. I really didn't know how to talk to Sadako, so I had to pat her shoulder. "In the future, if you have a certain consciousness, try not to approach this coffin.

I ca n’t wake up like this. If it ’s not a small clock just now, you may just go to sleep."

Sadako nodded, "Yes, master."

"Okay, go back to the room."

"Yes, master."

Sadako didn't say much, but he nodded and bent over with his nod.

The more she was so and softened, the more Yang Zimei's heart was, the more she looked at her back, and she stunned slightly.

Looking back, I found Xuehu standing behind her.

At this time, Xuehu replaced the white costume clothes he used to wear, and he didn't wear a bucket of buckets. Instead, he wrapped the burnt forehead and top with white silk cloth.

"Snow Lake, are you here too?"

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