I had just finished my last surgery in a hail of bullets, and the next second, I was transformed into a sickly vase that was blacklisted by the entire internet.
Before the suffocation of the original owner as he struggled in the water dissipated, my manager slapped me in the face with a sky-high price of a breach of contract and forced me to participate in an extreme survival variety show that would "cause death".
Everyone was waiting to see how a sick man like me who "takes one step and takes three breaths" would die in the wilderness so that I could eat the last of my human blood steamed buns.
Until the recording of the show, the actor suddenly suffered a cardiac arrest, and the whole audience screamed and became chaotic.
In front of the live broadcast on the Internet, I pushed aside the crowd, calmly knelt down and started to perform CPR.
The barrage exploded instantly:
"Is Jiang Nian crazy? Is she killing someone or saving someone?"
"Get out of here for a show! Don't touch my brother!"
But they don't know that I used to be Doctors Without Borders.
The battlefield is my home field.
