When the heart monitor's alarm tore through the darkness, I bit the tip of my tongue with precision.
The smell of blood awakens memory 0.3 Seconds earlier than disinfectant - this is the thirty-seventh rebirth in the ICU ward.
The smart bracelet vibrated on the wrist, and the blood-red countdown lit up as promised:
**23:59:59**
**23:59:58**
**23:59:57...**
I pulled open the hospital gown and looked at my left shoulder blade. The burnt "37" was bleeding. The rules of survival taught me by the previous thirty-six reincarnations are flashing in my mind
