Evil Doctor [Quick Transmigration]

"Son, your dad is stupid, just leave him alone." Mother Lin held Lin Mian's hand, "Mom is not greedy, as long as we are happy when we are together, one more minute is a blessing."

"Are you hungry? Let's go eat."

Lin Mian tilted her head: "Mom, I don't have a stomach, how could I be hungry?"

"That's right, I'm confused again." Mother Lin patted her head, "Then you sit down and have a meal with mother."

10 minute later.

"Son, you can't eat anyway, don't be idle, peel the shrimp for mom..."

Seeing Lin Mian peeled a small bowl of shrimp, Lin's mother smiled with satisfaction: "Hey, this little finger is quite flexible."

After half an hour.

"Son, help me change the light bulb in the hallway. Your dad's waist is dying, so he never dared to let him change it."

"Who, who has a weak waist?" Papa Lin stopped doing it as soon as he heard it, and immediately went to the utility room to move a ladder. "You are talking nonsense all day long, and the whole community knows that my waist is weak."

Lin Mian quickly took the ladder and comforted him, "Dad, I know you can do it. It's rare for me to go home. Let me do it."

The son gave the steps, and of course Father Lin went down: "Okay, I'll give you the tools."

There are ceiling lamps installed in the corridor. Lin Mian turned off the power of the lamps. The light in the corridor is very dark. Father Lin is below with a flashlight to illuminate him.

When a beam of light hits it, the contrast between the light and dark of the skeleton is particularly strong. With a screwdriver in his pale hand, he deftly removed the lamp cover and the light bulb. He suddenly turned his head, opened his mouth slowly, and said, "Dad, put the new light bulb on it." Pass it up."

At this moment, Father Lin suddenly remembered that when he was still young, every time he changed the light bulb at home, his son would pass tools to him from below, with deer-like deer-like moist eyes, and a small face like a soft bun, cute. No way.

The neighbors who used to live in the same compound all praised their son for being good-looking, smart and sensible.

Father Lin is dull by nature and can't speak warm words, but every time he hears others praise his son, he is very happy in his heart.

His son is the greatest pride in his life.

Now that the sea has changed, I have become an old man, and my son has become a bloodless skeleton...

Lin's father lowered his eyes to hide his slowly reddened eye sockets, and after the emotions were not so overwhelming, he steadily handed the light bulb to Lin Mian.

As soon as Lin Mian took over the light bulb, he suddenly felt dizzy and lost strength in his hands and feet. The light bulb slipped past his fingertips and fell down. His body wobbled on the ladder, and he was about to fall.

Bai Ze, who had been staying in this withered bone, quickly took over the control, stabilized his body, grabbed the falling light bulb with a swift movement.

Lin Mian's soul and body are too weak, like a mobile phone that has run out of power, it has entered a dormant state.

This situation happened very suddenly. Although it was a thrilling situation, it was resolved very quickly. The dull father Lin thought that he just slipped his hand and didn't pay much attention. He just told him, "Be careful."

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the Lin family's parents had already fallen asleep. Bai Ze changed back to his normal black windbreaker and sat on a row chair on the balcony to bask in the moonlight, helping Lin Mian to cultivate his soul and body.

The cold wind gently swayed the gauze curtains, the air was filled with the cool fragrance of camellias, and the moonlight poured on the body, penetrating into the bones one by one like flowing silk threads.

The weak energy traveled on the bones and slowly gathered to the Tianling Gai, each joint made a slight clicking sound, and Bai Ze could feel that this body had become a little stronger.

He stretched his body, bathed in the moonlight, and asked lightly: "System, is there a way to restore Lin Mian's body to its former state?"

[Yes, there is a special medicine in the system store called "Meat and White Bones", which can restore the original appearance of corpses that have turned into bones, but it has a time limit.After eighteen hours, the body will be wiped out. 】【Although it is tasteless, the price is very expensive, one thousand points. 】【I must remind you that as long as you visit Li Yayuan, your mission will be over. ] Bai Ze understands the implication of the system, but he still wants to help Lin Mian, because he has heard Lin Mian's voice.

I earned 500 points for the good people and good deeds I did today. Add another 500 points to buy one, and consider it a parting gift for him.

At six o'clock the next morning, Lin Mian's soul body came to life. After basking in the moonlight all night, his soul body was obviously much stronger. Bai Ze told him about the "flesh and white bones" and consulted his Opinion.

"I'm so willing!" Lin Mian was very excited, his voice excited, "But you will lose a lot of points this way, and I feel very sorry for you."

Bai Ze shook his head: "It's okay, you can earn points again."

But we won't see each other again.

After the two discussed it, Lin Mian took the special medicine.

A silver-white ray of light quickly enveloped the withered bones, and the mist of the world came from all directions, entered the room, was drawn into the ray, and covered the withered bones.

The young man's face was outlined bit by bit, with tea-brown cat eyes, sharp eyebrows, chestnut-colored half-length hair, and a handsome appearance with a hint of evil.

Bai Ze handed over control of his body to him, and reminded: "You only have eighteen hours."

Lin Mian smiled, showing a small canine tooth: "Understood."

The first thing Lin Mian did after getting his body was to cook a hearty breakfast for his parents.

When the two elders woke up, they heard movement in the kitchen. They walked over and saw that the green and tender vegetables were neatly stacked on the table.

Lin Mian was wearing an ill-fitting apron, and was putting the sliced ​​fish into the pot. The smell was everywhere in the kitchen, and the smoke was floating in the air like a thin veil. Lin Mian's clear profile became soft in the haze of smoke When he got up, he tied his hair casually, pursed his lips and focused on the work at hand, and the soft hair on his forehead swayed slightly in the air with his movements.

Mother Lin covered her mouth in disbelief, thinking she hadn't woken up, pinched her arm vigorously, and flattened her mouth: "Why doesn't it hurt!"

Papa Lin covered his arm, grinning his teeth in pain: "You pinched my arm, of course it doesn't hurt!"

"Dad, Mom, you're awake." Lin Mian raised the corners of his lips and showed a happy smile, "I'm cooking fish porridge. I just put the taro ribs in the steamer and stewed yam chicken soup. You can save it for lunch."

Mother Lin didn't say anything, but walked up to him tremblingly and hugged him.

Lin Mian's body was icy cold, exuding bursts of chill.

Mother Lin just hugged him, and the snot and tears from crying were immediately frozen.

After letting him go, the snot and tears quickly thawed, and Lin's mother raised her head and looked at Lin Mian pitifully.

When Lin Mian didn't know what to do, a warmth rose from his heart and spread to his limbs, allowing him to regain his body temperature—Bai Ze manipulated his ability to help him adjust the temperature.

Lin Mian smiled knowingly, took a tissue to gently wipe Mama Lin's face clean, then opened her arms and hugged the two elders tightly, like a warm little sun.

Mother Lin sniffed and successfully broke the moment of warmth: "Son, the porridge is about to overflow."

After breakfast, Leng Yue's agent came to the door in person and delivered an invitation letter.

It was concise and to the point, saying that at six o'clock this afternoon, Leng Yue would hold a private concert at the Jimo clubhouse and invite the two elders to attend.

But the IOU enclosed in the invitation letter was for Lin Mian, and there were two lines of words written on it: "Lin Mian owes Leng Yue a favor. .December 1989, 12."

Lin Mian frowned when he saw it, and only after a while did he choke out a sentence: "My old handwriting...is really ugly."

"It's not that you didn't listen to me when you were young and practice your calligraphy well." Mother Lin twisted his ears and said reminiscingly, "Your third brother has been like this since he was a child. Every time he loses a bet, he writes an IOU. I didn't expect to keep it now. "

This is the last IOU in Leng Yue's hand that she didn't have time to redeem.

Lin Mian turned to the back of the IOU, and sure enough, she saw a line of familiar words: "This IOU is for you to go to the appointment today."

Lin Mian thought: It seems that Leng Yue recognized me last time, even if I didn't have this invitation, I would have to see him for the last time.

Since we have an appointment tonight, then... let's go see Yayuan later.

Although Yayuan and Wen Runian were married, he still wanted to see her for the last time. He touched the center of his eyebrows and asked, "Mom, do you know where Wen Runian lives now?"

"Of course I know. When you were away, Yueyue and Xiaonian took care of us a lot, but they don't know why, every time they meet, they are like enemies." Lin's mother looked worried, "How good was it when we were young? , you have a chance to persuade them..."

Lin Mian nodded: "Okay."

An hour later, Lin Mian arrived at the residential area where Wen Runian's house was located. This residential area is very high-end, and there are many stars and celebrities living there, so it is not easy to enter.

Yesterday's fire made Wen Runian headlines. A bunch of entertainment media were waiting at the door to block him, but they were all driven out a few meters away by the security guards.

Lin Mian handed over the control of his body to Bai Ze, and easily sneaked in. When he arrived near Wen Runian's mansion, he heard the sound of the door opening. Lin Mian hid in time and entered the secret observation mode.

The garden of Wen Runian's house is very large. He is wearing a casual black shirt, looking lazy, pushing a wheelchair in his hand, walking slowly on the path in the garden, with a gentle look on his face from time to time, and the wheelchair The sitting women are talking softly.

The woman was pale, with short hair that reached her chin, and an indwelling needle stuck in her arm. She was almost skinny, like a withered flower. Only her eyebrows and eyes could vaguely see her delicate appearance back then.

But Lin Mian still recognized her at a glance.

In Lin Mian's memory, Ya Yuan had long smooth black hair, bright black eyes that seemed to contain autumn water, proud as an elegant swan, and a beautiful smile.

Although her face had changed, after Lin Mian saw her, she still instinctively became nervous, and even her fingertips were trembling slightly, like a patient with an irregular heartbeat.

At the same time, an uncontrollable sadness also tightly clenched his heart.Ya Yuan seems to be seriously ill.

The author has something to say: Thank you for Qiu Seyu Ran Baobao’s landmines, it’s so pitiful that the male protagonist in this chapter has so little role T^T

It should be over soon, the world