Shen Qinghe opened his eyes and found that he was tied in a sedan chair and was going to celebrate the death of a warlord. In her previous life, she was a graduate student at the Military Medical University, and she was not here to be buried as a burial object. After lifting her hijab and tearing off her wedding dress, she rushed into the new house with a scalpel in hand. The young handsome man on the bed who was said to be barely alive was looking at her with a teacup in his hand. He asked her who she was and she said I was your savior.
