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Fight, Flight, or Freeze: The Healer's Story

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to wake up in a body that wasn't yours? A much, much younger body? I can't say that I had ever given it much thought. That was until one night when a patient entered the ER where I was working at and shot me point blank in the head. You know, if he wanted a second opinion, all he had to do was ask. But that's besides the point... Some how, some way, I work up in a strange hospital with a woman that looked suspiciously like my mother holding my hand and crying. Over joyed to see her, it took me a few minutes to realize that I was no longer the 25 year old, successful doctor at one of the most prestigious hospitals in the world. Nope, I was a 6 year old girl that for a moment... wanted her mother. When the apocalypse comes, it is everyone for themselves. I have three choices: do I fight for what I want? Will I run away and hide, or will I freeze when the demons of my past come back to haunt me? You might know me as the Healer, but this is my story to tell. ------ Fight, Flight, or Freeze is the second novel in the Rebirth in the Apocalypse series, this time featuring the Healer: Wang Tian Mu and her men. You won't have to read the first one to be able to understand this one, and she is not going to stay a child for the whole thing. Li Dai Lu and her guys will be popping in occasionally, but this is strictly Wang Tian Mu's story! I hope you enjoy! Other Novels: Rebirth in the Apocalypse: Third Time's A Charm (Completed) Star's Ships (Completed) Dancing With Monsters (Ongoing) As Silent As A Mouse (Ongoing) Find me on Discord: devilbesideyou666 (@Sakura#6289)

Devilbesideyou666 · Sci-fi
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372 Chs

Are You Really Eight?

Many would have thought this was insane as I held up my hair and let Bai Long Qiang look around my body for where he wanted this tracking device to go. But as far as I was concerned… this was our wedding band.

He would always be able to find his way back to me, and if he couldn't, I could find my way back to him.

"Here," he said, pointing to a spot behind my left shoulder. It would be easy for me to put in, and there was nothing in the area that would be impacted by the incision.

"Done," I smiled as I hopped up onto the bathroom counter. I angled my body so that my left shoulder was practically touching the mirror, and I took my number 15 blade and made the smallest of cuts.

"Don't do it too big," Bai Long Qiang warned, his eyes never leaving the section of my skin that was currently bleeding. "I don't want anyone who kidnaps you to know that you have a GPS tracker or for them to be able to dig it out of you."