After Healing People, I Became a Miracle Doctor at a Funeral Parlor

I am Song Nian, a cardiologist in a tertiary hospital with a bright future. A medical incident and I became the scapegoat. His license was revoked, he was banned from the industry, and he was afraid to go to class reunions. Desperate, I became an undertaker at a funeral home. She makes makeup for dead people, earns a monthly salary of 8,000, and lives next door to a funeral parlor. When my neighbors heard about my profession, they moved overnight. An old classmate asked me where I was employed. I said "funeral parlor" and the whole audience was silent. Until one day, I restored the remains of an old man. His family members knelt down and kowtowed to me. At that moment I suddenly understood—— The living will lie to you, but the dead will not. They tell me with their last appearance: Is this life worth it? This is not a comeback story. This is the story of a man who was abandoned by the world and learned to live again among the dead.