"Move your thighs! What thighs are you moving!"
Lin Han walked out of the ward angrily. Although she was very angry, she did not dare to let the people in the corridor see any of her emotions.
Although she is a serious doctor, there are always patients calling her a masseuse, a little sister, or a thigh mover.
Money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat. What can I do for this "iron rice bowl" of less than 3,000 yuan a month? I have an old mother and a stray kitten. Even if I am verbally harassed by an old man, I have to go through the sword and the fire to get my salary.
A medical accident, she was just passing by but she didn't know when she was lying in a pool of blood.
"It's over, the wages haven't been paid yet."
When I opened my eyes again, it was completely different: the orchestra was hoarse, what an ancient style!
She thought she was hallucinating after her death, and that she just liked to play Gufeng Xiaosheng's jokes! It doesn't mean that I want to become a niche student! ! !
"Miss?"
A soft voice from behind called her.
Could it be that she has traveled through time and become a young lady? Thinking of this, Lin Han felt like he was grinning behind his ears.
"Why is there still a dead person here?"
Who! Who is speaking!
Lin Han opened his eyes suddenly, and two faces appeared in front of him.
"I thought I was dressed as a lady! Md my wonderful life!!"
…………
The brainwave equipment on the bedside was beeping, and the man woke up from his dream, with scenes of women dying tragically in front of him countless times appearing in his mind.
Time and time again, different ways of dying gnawed at his weakened nerves like greedy worms.
"Still not working?"
"She became an NPC in the world you created, and now you have to conquer her."
A man swears to be honest.
Since I created the world, can I also control her thoughts?
"But she is just an NPC, not the protagonist..."
Purpose: I hope everyone can get to know rehabilitation therapists