"Labor and management are not sick!" Chen Yifan also reacted, shook off Song Ayuan's hand, and said angrily.

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

"Poof!" Ao Ling Kite next to him couldn't help it and laughed out loud.

"I'm not talking nonsense!" Chen Yifan glared at Song Ayuan unhappily.

"In this way, I will read two sentences to you, and with your medical skills, I think you can also determine the truth from the false!" Chen Yifan took out the "Dan Jing" in the storage ring.

As soon as it was opened, it felt that the immortal qi was escaping, and the entire room was filled with this light immortal qi.

Although Song Ayuan's martial arts are gone, his perception is still there, and when he perceives this, he can't help but change his expression slightly, is what Chen Yifan said really true.

Seeing his expression, Chen Yifan smiled and said, "Since you can bring the dead back to life, you should know that the legend is not groundless. ”

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

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

Actually, he didn't know the words, but with the spirit of the book, it wasn't a problem.

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

This volume of "Dan Jing" can be described as an immortal book, in which the words and sentences only remember the essence of the mysteries, and Song Ayuan, who has only learned human medicine, is also regretful and difficult to understand.

But he can discern that this is not nonsense, but the truth, and it is a big summary.

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

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

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

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

"Go on!" Song Ayuan couldn't help but shout.

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

Song Ayuan was stunned, this kid is really hateful.

It's good that he doesn't mention it, but this one or two sentences is itchy, and I really want to know what is next.

"I can't cure this eye!" Song Ayuan defended: "Just bother you to read it to me!" ”

"How can it not be cured? The dead can be healed, but you can't heal an eye?" Chen Yifan didn't believe it.

Song Ayuan was anxious, and directly picked out his eyeballs on the spot: "There may have been a way before, but in order to pretend to be an ordinary person, I have already taken off the original eyeballs and replaced them with artificial eyeballs." ”

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

"Isn't it possible to transplant any organ now? It's okay to use someone else's eyeball, right?"

"This ......" Song Ayuan froze, or shook his head: "Who will give me the eyeballs?" Besides, it's not for everyone. ”

"Who cares if he is willing or not, such as the killer ...... just now" Chen Yifan squinted his eyes slightly and said.

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

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

Song Ayuan didn't answer, but looking at his expression, he obviously guessed correctly.

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

"No, you can!" Chen Yifan is determined.

"That's it, I'll help you pay attention to your beautiful eyeballs, and then try to match the problem when the time comes."

Chen Yifan said with some irresistibility.

“……”

"Why are you helping me so much?" Song Ayuan asked suspiciously.

"We are friends!" Chen Yifan didn't want to answer.

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

Friend? He would put all this effort into it for his friend, what about Tao Yiran?

Chen Yifan will not hesitate to put his life at risk for the sake of profit.

Chen Yifan paused, as if he was thinking seriously.

"Because I'm interested in you, there is only one condition, to be my collection!"

Song Ayuan was stunned, what is ...... Interested, what do you mean...... Collectibles?

Why are there some bad premonitions?

"Husband~" Hearing this, Ao Lingyu's expression also changed slightly, and he shouted at Chen Yifan, with unprecedented charm in his voice.

"Huh~ Why are you talking like that?" Chen Yifan turned his head and wiped his arm.

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

She knew that he was not close to women in his previous life, and he knew very little about other aspects, and now she suspected that this guy was a pervert, reincarnated or!

"It's a collectible!" Chen Yifan didn't think about it so much, and then said with some interest: "I built a personal museum in the underworld, but unfortunately, there are only two collections in it now, which is too monotonous." ”

"When there are more collections in the future, I'll take you to see it!"

Everything he's seen since he came into contact with the system has been interesting to him for the rest of the day.

He was interested in Song Ayuan's story, and was very angry with his depression, and a crazy idea popped up in his head.

Last time Grandpa was injured, this time Ao Ling Kite was injured, and he also needs a doctor.

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

As the imperial doctor of the underworld, cultivate him into an immortal ghost doctor who has no disease and cannot be cured!

Only such a peculiar and awesome existence is qualified to be one of his own collections.

Looking at Chen Yifan's enthusiastic description, Ao Lingyuan's expression was stunned for a moment.

Her husband is indeed a pervert, but maybe not the pervert she thinks.

He has an extraordinary enthusiasm for what he is interested in.

For example, learning.

For example, his museum......

"It's good if you're happy!" Listening to Chen Yifan's increasingly excited and crazy description, the corners of Ao Ling's mouth twitched and muttered.

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

So, shyly smiled, sunny and simple.

"Let's help you apply the medicine!"

Then, squatting in front of Ao Ling's kite, he lifted her legs up and carefully rolled up his trouser legs.

Ao Ling Kite looked down, looking at him cautiously, as if he was afraid of hurting himself, and he couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart.

Even if it's a pervert, it's his own husband!

And Song Ayuan, who was on the side, heard Chen Yifan's words, and couldn't help but notice the sentence that there is a museum in the underworld.

God, someone, there will be a museum in the underworld!

I still guessed the origin of Chen Yifan!

can have a personal museum in the world, it is also a big tyrant level.

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

Coupled with Chen Yifan's crazy description and shocking ambition, he felt awe-inspiring in his heart.

It seems to know where this bad feeling comes from, he walks with the Grim Reaper, and is a perverted Grim Reaper!