"Who are you?"

Lawrence's sudden action scared Zhang Lin. Fortunately, there was no one nearby, otherwise he would not know what would happen if he had a Chinese personality who liked to join in the fun.

Seeing Zhang Lin not making a sound, Lawrence asked again, but this time he finally suppressed his voice.

"You must not be a lady!" Yang Yang kept grabbing the wrist, "The lady's soul body is in this tattoo!"

"Oh go! No wonder I can find out that I am not the real person!" Zhang Lin followed Lawrence's movements and looked at the tattoo on his left wrist.

Hey! In the center of the circular pattern that was supposed to be blue-black, a human figure sitting cross-legged was empty.

"Who are you? How did you invade the lady's body?" Lawrence saw that Zhang Lin was stunned when he saw that he had to shake his arm and asked, his voice significantly increased a lot.

"Uh...I'm the original owner of this heart," Zhang Lin said, pointing to her chest, "That day I felt something was wrong with her, so I wanted to come over and see if I could help..."

Zhang Lin tried his best to portray himself as a good soul who was enthusiastic to help. When he came over, he was sucked into the heart of the body by the green light. Then, he didn't know what was going on and he came alive inexplicably.

Lawrence seemed to have lost all his energy all at once, threw away Zhang Lin's wrist and squatted on the ground as if he was dead.

Her old face was buried between her hands, her whole body was trembling constantly, tears slowly oozing out from her fingers, dripping on the leaves of grass beneath her, and then seeping into the soil along the stems.

A burst of sadness surged in Zhang Lin's heart, and he squatted down and stroked the old man's shoulder with his hands.

"Sorry, I don't know what happened, but it seems that I am occupying your family's body now, and if you have a way, I can get it out."

The old man's sadness in front of him made Zhang Lin feel as if he saw what his family had experienced. He felt soft and said it. As for whether he could live again, alas...

"Fate, this is fate," Lawrence shook his head vigorously and let out a desperate roar, "There is no way. I have used sacrifices, and there is no way anymore. Holy Lord! Please make it clear to me!"

"Sacrifice? It's the green light that sucked me into my body?" Zhang Lin said thoughtfully, "Why do you teach me the method of sacrifice? I'll try to change your family's soul back?"

"You? Hehe..." Lawrence murmured with red eyes, "What do you think sacrifice is? I have been practicing holy art for the rest of my life, and I have only stayed at the first level! Haha... I didn't expect that Lawrence, who was guarding for the rest of my life, would be like this..."

"You have not made any progress in your cultivation, it only means that you are too stupid."

Zhang Lin complained in his heart that he was very interested in the sacrificial technique. No matter whether the ex-boy can make this body come back smoothly, at least he can deal with his parents in the future if he has something to do, right?

"I said, now that things have come to this point, there is no other way except to let me learn the sacrificial arts, right? Don't you want her to return to this body?" Zhang Lin made up his mind and continued to instigate him.

"You? Sacrifice is a unique method of paladins. They are all magics that only men can practice. You are now a daughter, please..."

Lawrence's complaining voice came to an abrupt end, and then a hot light appeared in his eyes, staring straight at Zhang Lin.

Zhang Lin lowered his head a little under Lawrence's direct gaze, but muttered unwillingly, "I won't let it go. Anyway, I'm the one who lives now. It's amazing to adapt to being a girl in the future, hum!"

"Do you really want to practice and work hard for it?" Lawrence changed his previous decadence and grabbed Zhang Lin's arm with great force. His strength was beyond expectations, making Zhang Lin almost cry out in pain.

"Hey, hey!" Zhang Lin shook his arms and finally broke free. He quickly got up and took a step back, sat on the bench behind him, rolled up his sleeves, and the pinched area was already red.

"Uh, I'm sorry, it's me that I'm anxious. I'm sorry, please forgive an old man's expectation for hope." Lawrence stood up from the ground and bowed deeply to Zhang Lin to express his apology.

"It's okay, I can understand your mood," Zhang Lin put down his sleeve and sighed, "Isn't my parents the same? I pity them for the white-haired people to send black-haired people, alas!"

"If there is a way to make you reappear in the world, I mean returning to this world with your own body! Are you willing to do it?"

Lawrence stood up straight, his feet together, his hands hanging down on his lower abdomen, his body stood upright, and asked in a serious tone.

At this time, Lawrence showed no sign of the decadent old man before. The sun shone from behind him, and a domineering and heroic momentum suddenly began.

Zhang Lin, who was sitting, forgot to reply for a moment, and his mind was just circling with what Lawrence said, "Back to this world with your own body."

Lawrence did not urge him, but just stood still and looked at Zhang Lin. Only the look of hope in his eyes could reflect his excitement at this moment.

"Miss Zhang Lin, your water," said the words accompanied by footsteps awakened Zhang Lin from his thoughts.

Sun Xiaomei handed over the water cup in her hand and smiled at Lawrence, "Hello, old man, Miss Zhang Lin is still in the recovery period, so it should not be too long to walk out. She should have to go back to the ward to rest."

"Oh, okay, thank you for your careful care." Lawrence nodded to Sun Xiaomei, then turned to Zhang Lin and said, "Based on your physical condition, I will ask the hospital to be discharged from the hospital in three days."

"I have only been planning to be discharged from the hospital for more than ten days? I guess I have to remove those private special guards. It's really hard to serve these powerful people, so it's better to leave, so as not to be trembling every day."

Sun Xiaomei, who was helping Zhang Lin get up from the bench, was muttering in her heart.

After pressing how Lawrence made this seemingly absurd discharge request to the hospital, Zhang Lin returned to the ward with the care of Sun Xiaomei.

"Miss nurse, you see, my wound has been removed for two days. Can you let me take a shower?"

Zhang Lin's body was conditioned by Lawrence's healing technique every day, and naturally recovered at an incredible speed. Not to mention showering, there was no problem even if he was discharged from the hospital right now.

"Well, Director Zhao has given instructions. Your current situation is enough to take a shower, but it can't take too long. Let's go through it now?"

Sun Xiaomei understood Zhang Lin’s feelings very well. Although the wiping twice a day has been cleaned up very clean, the girl is born to love cleanliness and has not really taken a shower for almost half a month. Her desire for shower is naturally very strong.

The shower room is a small single room with grille mats made of anticorrosive wood, which is not easy to slip, and you won’t feel cold even if you step on it barefoot.

There is also a wooden square stool under the shower head, probably to allow people with weak bodies to sit in the shower.

Sun Xiaomei helped adjust the water temperature and pressure, "Don't be too hot, pay attention to the time, I'll be outside the door, wash it later and call me." She reminded me again and walked back to the door and waited.
Chapter completed!