Dear Mr. Shi - Chapter 873 - Training Fall in Love with Me 3

To pass as an imperial concubine, one must be professional.

Actually, the profession of an imperial concubine is pretty good. The emperor will accompany you in eating and drinking, and even pay you for it. What’s not good about that?

I am a what, and where is my little friend? No, give it back right now!

What, back in a lab again? What a load of bull.

Finally, I’m dying... No, I got revived again.

Becoming a weapon for a kingdom? Meh, they can try and control me.

Medieval weapons? I like that. Give me all of them.

An Angle cult? Let’s destroy that.

Pure Dragons? I want one for myself.

【Ding! You have received malicious complaints from patients, and you will be rewarded with system compensation! 】

If you had a bad review compensation system, what kind of person would you choose to be? !

Chen Nan chose to be a good person.

A man who dares to tell the truth.

An upright person.

A man who is not afraid of power.

A man who never compromises.

A person who will never admit to being intimidated in the face of this group of demons and dances!

Those who hold salaries for everyone, can’t let them freeze to death in the wind and snow!

Those who control the water for the common people should not let them indulge in lakes and seas!

For the current struggler, don’t let it drown in the dust!

For the founders of the future, don’t let it go from wide to narrow!

Sad and sighing, if the good cannot end well, can the evil be even worse?

In a turbulent country, I, Chen Nan, would like to observe medical ethics, be clear about right and wrong, and be honest, so that the tragedy will never end!

If I were a doctor, I would be that upright, uncompromising, and upright doctor!

- Description from novelbuddy

Glenn Hughes had spent most of his life confined to a hospital bed. Brilliant yet shackled by a cruel fate, he endured ten long years under the relentless weight of an unforgiving disease. Between medications, surgeries, and agonizing treatments, death had begun to seem less like an end and more like a mercy.But when he finally closed his eyes for the last time… rest did not come.The stench of sweat, dust, and blood was the first thing to greet him. Shackled, filthy, and drained of strength, his body was no longer his own. He was no longer in a hospital but in a cell. No longer a patient, but a prisoner.“What the… what the hell is this?”Glenn had been thrust into a world of steel and prana, reborn in the body of a condemned slave. Once a noble, now nothing more than a number among the damned.Yet, something was different. There was a reason he was still alive.Witness Glenn’s transformation as he is dragged through agony and ecstasy, suffering and desire, boundless pleasure and unrelenting torment—all while shouldering a burden so crushing that any other man would break.------------------------------------------------------------------------No netorare (NTR), no system, no incest, no consanguineous relationships.