A pungent smell of blood crept up, making me spit out a mouthful of fresh saliva. I felt a searing pain on my back and suddenly looked up. Fury burned in my eyes. The memories lingering in my mind told me that the original owner had just been beaten to death and sent back to the underworld. That's how I managed to cross over and take their place.,The original owner, Xia Zi'an, naturally refused to agree. Since her betrothal was imminent, Xia Wan'er wept to the prince, Murong Qiao.,Zi An inhaled coldly, his gaze fixed on the two of them as they acted oblivious to their surroundings. His heart filled with annoyance. In modern times, military doctors in the special forces were all hearty and straightforward. They wouldn't stoop to such petty scheming and insincerity, much less waste their time talking to people like this.。