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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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I knew it wasn't fair to ask Cheng Bo Jing where his loyalties lie, but I needed to know.

If he was going to just turn around and tell Bai Long Qiang or the military what I had just found out, then…

Well, I don't see that ending well for me.

I needed to take the DNA from his blood, but it was starting to clot. I thought I had more time, but I guess I didn't. And I wasn't going to take the chance of taking off his hazmat suit.

"You want to know where my loyalties lie," he said slowly as he walked closer to me. I was frantically trying to get the blood from the syringe. I was lucky that the blood was already at room temperature, or I would have had to wait even longer before I could put it in the centrifuge.

I jumped when I felt an arm slowly wrap itself around my waist and pull me back so I was pressed against his chest.