I'm a Top Pediatrician Who Went Home to Raise Pigs, and My Junior Fellow Disciple Who Calls Herself a Baby-Talk Interpreter Is Panicking

I quit my job as a top pediatrician and went home to raise pigs.

Everyone thought I'd gone crazy.

Only I knew that if I didn't leave, I'd die!

In my previous life, no matter how hard I worked on my research,

my boyfriend's childhood sweetheart always managed to publish her conclusions before I did.

She called herself a baby whisperer. All she had to do was hold a child to know what illness it had, and her diagnosis was always exactly the same as mine!

When I insisted on running tests, parents who loved their children thought I was ordering them just to make extra money.

The whole internet started cursing me.

Parents often came to the hospital to cause trouble and beat me.

I begged my boyfriend, who was also a doctor, to stand up for me and say something fair,

but he dropped to his knees in front of the cameras and said, "A Ling just bought a house and is under pressure to make the mortgage payments. That's why she did this. Please forgive her!"

His words sealed my fate.

An enraged parent rushed into my office with a knife and stabbed me dozens of times!

I lay in the ICU for a whole month before I finally died!

Reborn, I'm not going to be a fool anymore.

If we can't beat them, we can still run, can't we?