MTL - Path of Medicine With a System - v2 Chapter 1909 Uncle Wang actually has a follower

The iron widow, the spider widow, male hunter, the witch of Neuwanstein castle, the embarrassment of noble ladies…….

A piece of divorce paper sent Xia Xinghe into a state of destitution. However, a car accident later, she transformed into a professional hacker with more money than she could ever spend. All those that have belittled, bullied and laughed at me, please line up, I’ll show you what the meaning of face-slapping is! Wait, wait, wait. That guy over there, the ex-husband that I no longer have any relations with, don’t cut in line. What, you want to help me face-slap these people? “Not only that I will help you face-slap myself!” The wickedly handsome man with billions of dollar in estate raised his own palm to slap his own face without reservation!

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The 27-year-old genius beauty doctor Xia Qing dies in surgery!She is reborn!She is reborn in the ward she's most familiar with, in the body of a 200-pound pregnant woman—a woman who had died from pain during a Cesarean section due to her requests to not use anesthesia.She can't help but worry about herself. This body was useless except for being young.How could Xia Qing tolerate this?On the menu are—revenge, losing weight, and snatching the idolized man of a scumbag girl in passing. Although she's overweight, she strives to live well. Being overweight isn't the end of days. They still deserve love.“Have you heard? Boss Pei has a child out of wedlock. He's getting married!”“Who's he marrying? Who?”“That 200-pound fatty from the Lin family of South City!”“Is Second Master crazy?”Lin Xiaqing turns her head to look. “You think I'm fat?”Pei Zhengyang looks at the voluptuous woman. “Not at all, just nice to the touch.”

My name is Charlemagne Theron, yes, that’s right, that’s the Theron you think of, and Ajan Lor’themar is my younger brother.

Don’t call me Daqiang, or I guarantee you will be beaten to three quarters to death. As a reliable time traveler, I will tell you responsibly, I…

“Charlemagne, what are you muttering, today is the day when my younger brother will inherit the position of Ranger General, you don’t want to be used by Cirvanas and Vereesa Hurry up when the arrow hits your nostril.”

“…Okay, my dear Alleria, here we go.”

When the two walked away holding hands, an imperceptible figure appeared on the spot.

“Brother, I wish you a happy Shura field.”

I am Charlemagne Theron, I have led the people to participate in the orc war, defeated the ancient gods and the second fool, I also fought against the Burning Legion, and I have made contributions to Azeroth , I bring salt for myself.

(PS: Don’t call me Daqiang, unless you want to grow an arrow from a certain key part behind you.)