Reborn of Devil Prosecutor as Invincible Doctor

Laughter, effervescent and infectious, bubbles up from the souls of the yacht's occupants, infusing the air with a palpable joy. It swirls like an invisible dance, entwined with the sea breeze that gently caresses their faces. The night has already bestowed upon them a gift of radiant weather, and their hearts, already flashing with contentment, now bask in the collective glow of camaraderie.In this enchanting moment, the exquisite wine they have procured from the auction is not merely a beverage, but a conduit for mirth and connection. It is as if the very notes of their laughter have been poured into each glass, rendering the wine a sweet elixir that can warm the coldest of hearts and light up even the most splendid of nights." You got a loyal dog, Mr. Bradley! The case is announced as a cold within two weeks. Without any further investigation!" The corner of the man's lips raises with satisfaction, as he remarks. The devious grin in the corner of the lips highlights the mood of

" Damn! Man! This house is undoubtedly interesting. She has all types of ancient collections." The moment they step into the house, their breath catches in their throat. The interior is a symphony of design and craftsmanship leaving them utterly speechless. The warm, honey-toned hardwood floors beckon them to explore further, their glossy surface reflecting the sunlight that is peeking into the room with the frosted glass window. Every corner of the house has unique furniture, antique products, lots of fossils, and rare gemstones. As if the house is a museum of ancient arts and crafts. " My mother collected them. She has more in her basement. I don't know how she got all of them. But it proves that she has worked hard to reach this point. But one thing I regret not to know about. How did she end up in politics? Why did she choose politics as her career?"Her voice trembles and cracks as she speaks about her mother, and her hand reaches for a cherished photo of the two of them, a p

Next Day...The SI Medical Hospital and College..." Why not try to move on and find someone decent? Look at Dr. Smith. He treats you so well. Everyone knows that he likes you. Isn't it better than waiting for a scumbag to like you?"Hearing from her best friend, Stefanie Troy releases an exhausted sigh. Being the fiancee of Derek who has been breaking her heart, she finds it hard to keep herself calm. She can't deny those words from her best friend. She has been loving him despite his all kinds of wildness and wrongdoings. Love is blind and she is turning herself into a blind person. Not because of love. He is her habit. So, moving on is hard for her." Let's not talk about him now. Shall we have dinner together tonight? I don't have night shift!"Her fingers trace the worn edges of the apron pocket, eyes searching for the right moment to broach the question with her lifelong confidante, Dr. Eleanor, renowned for her expertise as a gynecologist at the esteemed SI Medical Hospital."

The rhythmic staccato of keys being pressed on the keyboard echoes through the bustling underground basement. It is a hive of activity, where the air seems charged with the weight of hidden knowledge. Asher, the Crazy Devil Prosecutor who smells the crime out like a mad dog, sits at the heart of it all, surrounded by the hum of electronic machinery and the glow of numerous computer screens, and reflects on his eyewear. As his fingers touch across the keyboard, a swarm of information unfolds before his eyes. The digital realm lays bare, revealing not only the shadowy dealings of the criminal underworld but also the concealed connections of celebrities entangled in illegal activities. It's an entire house of vivid mosaic of secrets, each piece contributing to the larger, complex puzzle.Amidst this flood of data, Asher, the lawless prosecutor, downloads everything. His eyewear reflects the glow of the screens, but his eyes get sharper as he discovers the information about his father, w

A malevolent grin spreads across his face upon learning the identity of the body he now inhabits: the Heir of the SL Medical Hospital and College, and the fiance of the president's daughter. A medical student, his parents were best friends with his killer. The satisfaction of this murder couldn't be more profound.Asher firmly believes nothing occurs without reason. Troy's swift act of ending his life unknowingly brought Asher, his grim reaper, into his own family fold.Realization strikes— the same truck that collided with Asher's car also struck Derek's vehicle en route to his dormitory."Derek! Son! Dad regrets everything. Our sole wish is to witness your healthy growth," Mr. Steel sighs."It's fine, Dad! The accident gave me a second chance, and I intend to utilize it for goodwill!" Derek's voice resonates with an icy tone, but a smirk betrays his true thoughts. He remembers everything, even the data lost after death. His impeccable memory remains intact."There's something I need