The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool - Chapter 199 - Secretly Looking For A Doctor

Being shot through the heart, Shen Qiu thought he was going to be buried in the tomb of the martyrs, but when he opened his eyes, he turned into a cat.
His keen sense of smell allowed him to smell the familiar smell in the air. He found the powder that the original owner had hidden under the bed board and immediately took it to the police station.
Later… the kitten lost its owner and became the first police cat in the history of the Criminal Investigation Brigade, enjoying a high-standard working meal only available as a police dog, and doing the work of a police dog.
Shen Qiu found the most meaningful life after rebirth.
Work hard to serve iron rice bowls! Continue to be the pillar of the country and serve the people!
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1. “The Police Meow of the Criminal Investigation Brigade” – a cat who was active at the first scene of the crime. (Silver Grey Maine Coon) (Completed)
2. “Panda Search and Rescue in the Forest” – I’m here to find the lost people! Dog noses don’t have my nose! (National Treasure Giant Panda) (Completed)
3. “Parrots at Grassroots Police Stations” – Fraud? come come come! Sexy parrot recommends: national anti-fraud app you deserve! (Macaw with gorgeous feathers) (Completed)
4. “Fox Forest Ranger of Forestry Bureau” – Fighting poachers with wisdom, they are going to drive the poachers out of this area! (flaming red fox) (finished)
5. “Dolphin Search and Rescue in the Ocean” – I will protect the underwater world! Saving people and saving fish is a no-brainer! (Water Giant Panda Chinese White Dolphin) (Completed)
6. “Healing Dogs in Police Nursing Homes” – here are the people’s police who once stood on the front line, and they should be respected by everyone! (Smiling Angel Samoyed) (Completed)
7. “Kiwi at Customs 996” – Don’t try to enter my country with all harmful items! (Stolen Kiwi) (Ongoing)
Ps: Maybe it’s a slow wear~ The protagonist will not become a human.
PPS: Do not die, do not die, do not die! It would be too difficult for Qiuqiu to be dead if dressed as an animal, I just want Qiuqiu to live his life happily and happily~
PPPS: There are a lot of private settings in the text, and all settings that serve the plot are private settings. An article may not meet everyone’s liking, so don’t like it or discard it, don’t tell if you abandon the article, and harmonize you, me and him.
PPPPS: There are some unreasonable places in the text, which will be refined and revised after the end. The author is not a professional, and the information in the text is basically searched online. If there is any error, it will be corrected. All legal acts in the article should not be taken seriously, some are set for the plot service, Bo Jun’s laughing work, I hope you will enjoy reading the article.

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Armed with the memories of her past life, Gu Lingling returns to the 1970s, determined to break free from the bullying of her stepmother and stepsister and rewrite her own destiny. She's no longer the pushover she once was. With her intelligence and courage, she strides toward happiness. Her exquisite cooking and skillful sewing not only earn her the respect of those around her but also capture the heart of Yang Yunhai, who always seemed to be at arm's length. This time, she's not just changing her own fate; she's making those who once hurt her pay the price.A story of comebacks, sweet romance, and self-growth—it's filled with warmth and strength!

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. “Where are we?” “What happened?” “I thought I died!” Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room.As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. “I remember... I was stabbed...” ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. “I... I died in a plane crash,” muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor.Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last.“I got shot... I remember it vividly,” he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. “So how am I still here?” The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories.With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. “This... this seems familiar,” he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings.As the words “pairs, pairs, pairs” echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. “It can't be... don't tell me...” he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions.Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation.The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting.“I never expected anyone to notice me,” the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. “I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?”Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. “Eh... Ethan Rivers,” he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia.“Greetings, lost souls,” Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. “I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life.”As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, “This it bad, really bad.”

What is love after all, and where does it come from?I can't quite understand it. Perhaps love is just a colorful butterfly, beautiful to look at but forever out of reach.If you try to hold onto it tightly, it will struggle, and in that struggle, it will rub off all its colors and become pale.