A gunshot ended my tragic life. I was the proud son of God, a top student who graduated from the Military Medical University, and the youngest field doctor in the hospital. I was simple and kind. I fell in love with the wrong man and believed in the wrong woman. I took care of important patients but had their fluids exchanged. I was framed and executed. The eyes that opened wide after death were full of hatred. I woke up again, traveled through time, and encountered a lifetime of calamity. Although I was framed to kill you in my previous life, you died in my hands after all. In this life, I will be your slave to repay your debt.