Cannon Fodder Now Just Wants to Pursue a Career

In his previous life, Han Chuxiao was madly in love with Su Yiyu, and in the end he took a bullet for him and died in his arms. Before you die, you still have to ask: "Have you ever loved me?" The answer I got was: "I have always regarded you as my sister." Damn my sister! * In this life, Han Chuxiao invested the time and energy of loving others in herself, reading, learning foreign literature, and medicine, and worked hard from a little maid to become an excellent doctor. Han Chuxiao felt: What kind of love, how can there be a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment brought by saving lives? When she stood in front of Su Yiyu again, she no longer called him "Brother Yiyu" like she did in her previous life, but stretched out her hand reservedly and politely, "Hello, Mr. Su, I am doctor Han Chuxiao." Confident and dazzling, mesmerizing. She is no longer the little Qingmei who followed Su Yiyu and waited for him to turn around. It's the sun that he needs to chase. * When Su Yiyu became the warlord who guarded the southeast and gained power through countless bloody battles, he discovered that his little Qingmei still thought that he was the kind and righteous little pitiful person when he was young, and she had no defense against that little pitiful person. So he hid his cruelty and murderous intent, put on his little pitiful skin and stayed by her side. It didn't matter if she regarded him as her childhood brother, as long as she was by his side. Until, He found that the roses he guarded began to be coveted by many people, and she began to smile at other men. Su Yiyu finally tore off that pitiful layer of skin. Use the cool corners of your lips to kiss her slender fingers that saved countless lives. "You are my only conscience left." It is all my yearning for light and beauty. Even if you don't love me, you must stay by my side. ——Even if I have to imprison you. # Wears sheep's clothing to hunt little white rabbits * The Pseudo-Republic of China is a light-hearted novel, not too heavy. Mission: Independence and self-reliance