MTL - My Medical Skills Give Me Experiences - Chapter 443 Fighting a protracted war against the disease, smelly and shameless

A world consumed by boundless, unending oceans.His sole companion was a mysterious Orb, a cryptic guide capable of leading its holder across dimensions.His goal? Infinite planes, where the sea of stars lay in wait.PS: The MC's main world is an endless ocean similar to One Piece, but it is not One Piece.#Slow-Paced #Slow Growth

-Welcome back home~Shall we start with a bath today, or eat first?-Isn't there a third option?-Nope, so let's eat first. I made omelette rice today.-Speaking of omelette rice, there should be that 'maid magic', right?-I really can't handle you... moe moe kyuu~ make it taste good~ moe moe chu~-And what about a heart with the fingers?-I'll give you a head with my heart!The maid finally lost her patience and slammed the omelette rice onto Lin Shuang's head.Lin Shuang: That feels better.

This is a world where mountains, rivers, vegetation, animals, machinery, undead, elements… can all become war beasts.

This is a world dominated by beastmasters.

The swaying star dragon bird above the nine heavens.

A lightning elf wielding a long whip in a thundercloud.

The giant whales of the vast seas are entrenched in the mountains and seas in the depths of the ocean.

The ghost of the flame shadow jumping in the unquenchable candle.

Ji Feng flipped through the Book of Starry Sky in his hand and created one myth after another in this vast world of beasts.

Embark on a path that is unique to its own creator.

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[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ ONLY. Contains explicit smut, omegaverse, knotting, and mpreg.]“Fuck, still so tight.”That's the first thing I hear after dying.Not a heavenly choir, not a wise guide explaining the mechanics of reincarnation, just a voice like dark honey and broken glass, breath scorching hot against my neck, and a body that absolutely isn't mine rolling its hips back like it has no objections whatsoever to what's happening to it.I have objections, so many objections.My body has apparently decided to hold a separate meeting without me.I was twenty-eight, overworked to the point of literal death, and had never so much as kissed anyone seriously. None of that seems to matter to the omega body I've just woken up in.. currently making desperate, broken sounds into expensive silk sheets, trembling around a knot that shouldn't feel this good, this full, this.. right, while my actual mind is still standing in the corner going what the fuck, WHAT THE FUCK???By the time I finally see his face, it's far too late for dignity. Gray eyes cold as a winter storm, features sharp enough to cut, the kind of beautiful that doesn't ask permission before it ruins you.It gets so much worse when I learn his name.Wuchen Bael, my sister's fiance, the man who looked me dead in the eye afterward and said, without blinking..“Round two?”And I haven't even gotten to the part where I find out I'm pregnant.