The Development of a Medical Immortal

The self-development diary of a medical fairy. —————————————————————— In her dreams, there was always a song whose name she had long forgotten playing in an unknown place. When she opened her eyes, the last line of the song echoed in her mind. — I hope some time, in some way. ——I can save everyone. ——But I am just alone... She looked around herself in confusion. Big mahogany bed, warm quilt, blue sky and white clouds, slanting sunlight. The unsheathed sword at hand, the familiar backpack beside the bed. "..." She shouted subconsciously. No one answered. —————————————————————— Hello everyone, newbie, new article, please give me some advice.