I'm not the underworld

Chapter 327 I Have a Museum in the Underworld

"Labor and capital are not sick!" Chen Yifan also reacted, threw away Song Ayuan's hand, and said angrily.

"How can you talk nonsense when you're not sick?" Song Ayuan couldn't help asking.

"Pfft!" Ao Lingyuan beside her couldn't help it, and laughed out loud.

"I'm not talking nonsense!" Chen Yifan gave Song Ayuan a displeased look.

"Well, let me read a few sentences to you. With your medical skills, you must be able to determine the truth!" Chen Yifan took out the "Dan Jing" from the storage ring.

As soon as you open it, you can feel the fairy air escaping, and the whole room is filled with this light fairy air.

Although Song Ayuan's martial arts were gone, his perception was still there, and his expression changed slightly when he realized this. Could it be that what Chen Yifan said was true.

Seeing his expression, Chen Yifan smiled and said, "Since you can heal the dead, you should know that the rumors are not groundless."

Song Ayuan didn't answer, but his expression was a little calm.

Chen Yifan looked at the text on the "Dan Jing" and read out the first line.

In fact, he didn't know these characters, but with the spirit of the book, it wasn't a problem.

Just two sentences, Song Ayuan's expression became serious.

This volume of "Dan Jing" can be called a fairy book. The words and sentences in it only memorize the essence and profound principles, and it is regrettable and difficult for Song Ayuan who only learned the medical skills of the world.

But he can tell that this is not nonsense, but the most reasonable, and it is a big summary.

Because there are no details, and it goes straight to the core of the deep meaning, it is foggy and incomprehensible to ordinary doctors.

But Song Ayuan is not an ordinary doctor, he can explore a thing or two.

"It's really a fairy book!" Song Ayuan was a little excited and sat up straight.

But Chen Yifan stopped reading it and put away the "Dan Jing".

"Go on!" Song Ayuan couldn't help shouting.

"Who told you to doubt me just now? You should heal your eyes first, and see for yourself!" Chen Yifan said, curling his lips.

Song Ayuan froze, this kid is really hateful.

It would be good if he didn't mention it, but this mention of one or two sentences makes people's heart itchy and unbearable, and they really want to know what's next.

"My eyes can't be cured!" Song Ayuan argued, "Just trouble me to read it to me!"

"Why can't it be cured? The dead can be cured, but you can't cure an eye?" Chen Yifan didn't believe it.

Song Ayuan became anxious, and directly pulled out the eyeballs on the spot: "There may be a way before, but in order to pretend to be a normal person, I have already removed the original eyeballs and replaced them with artificial eyeballs."

Chen Yifan touched his chin, this is indeed a problem.

"Can't any organ be transplanted now? Can you use other people's eyeballs?"

"This..." Song Ayuan hesitated, but still shook his head: "Who will give me the eyeballs? Besides, not everyone can."

"Who cares if he is willing or not, like that killer just now..." Chen Yifan narrowed his eyes slightly and said.

"No! Forget it! Not just anyone's eyeballs..." Song Ayuan still shook his head.

"Is it to match blood type, DNA or something?" Chen Yifan asked.

Song Ayuan didn't answer, but judging from his expression, it was obvious that he guessed right.

"Now the hospital's technology is not good enough, so I can't do this kind of surgery for myself." After a moment of silence, Song Ayuan shook his head again and said.

"No, you can!" Chen Yifan said firmly.

"That's it, I'll help you pay attention to the good-looking eyeballs, and try to match or not match when the time comes."

Chen Yifan said that he could not refuse.

"..."

"Why are you helping me like this?" Song Ayuan asked suspiciously.

"We are friends!" Chen Yifan replied without thinking.

"I don't believe it!" Song Ayuan shook his head.

Friend? He would go to such lengths for his friend, but what about Tao Yiran?
For profit, Chen Yifan would not hesitate to put his life in danger.

Chen Yifan paused, as if thinking seriously.

"Because I am interested in you, there is only one condition, to become my collection!"

Song Ayuan was stunned, what is...interest, what is...collection?
Why some bad premonition?

"Husband~" Hearing this, Ao Lingyuan's expression also changed slightly, and she shouted at Chen Yifan, with an unprecedented charm in her voice.

"Eh~ why are you talking like that?" Chen Yifan turned his head away and wiped his arm.

Ao Lingyuan sat on the single chair on the other side, looked up at him, and pouted: "What do you mean by collection?"

She knew that he was not a womanizer in his previous life, and she knew very little about other aspects. Now she suspects that this guy is a pervert, even if he is reincarnated!
"It's a collection!" Chen Yifan didn't think too much about it, and then he said with some enthusiasm: "I built a personal museum in the underworld, but unfortunately, there are only two collections in it now, it's too monotonous."

"There will be more collections in the future, I will take you to have a look!"

Since he came into contact with the system, everything he has seen is interesting to the original him.

He was interested in Song Ayuan's story, and was very upset about his depression, and a crazy idea came to his mind.

Grandpa was injured last time, and Ao Lingyuan was injured this time. He also needs a doctor.

So...he decided to make Song Ayuan one of his collections.

As the royal doctor of the underworld, train him into an immortal ghost doctor who can cure no disease!
Only such a peculiar and awesome existence is eligible to become one of his collections.

Seeing Chen Yifan's enthusiastic description, Ao Lingyuan's expression froze for a moment.

Her husband was indeed a pervert, but probably not the pervert she thought.

He is passionate about the things he is interested in.

For example, study.

For example, his museum...

"As long as you're happy!" Hearing Chen Yifan's increasingly excited and crazy description, Ao Lingyuan twitched her lips and murmured.

Hearing Ao Lingyuan's words, Chen Yifan realized that his expression might be too exaggerated.

So, she smiled shyly, sunny and innocent.

"It's better to help you apply the medicine!"

Then, squatting in front of Ao Lingyuan, lifted her legs up, and carefully rolled up her trouser legs.

Ao Lingyuan looked down, seeing him cautiously, as if afraid of hurting her, a warm current surged in her heart.

Even if he is a pervert, he is still his husband!
And Song Ayuan, who was on the side, heard what Chen Yifan said just now, and couldn't help noticing the sentence, there is a museum in the underworld.

God, who would have a museum in the underworld!

I still underestimated Chen Yifan's origin!

To have a personal museum in the world is also at the level of a local tyrant.

What's more, there is a museum in the underworld!

Coupled with Chen Yifan's crazy description and shocking ambition just now, he felt a chill in his heart.

He seemed to know where this bad feeling came from. He was walking with the god of death, and it was a perverted god of death!

(End of this chapter)