Sister-in-law Jiang Yan still wanted to raise the bar, but after seeing Zhou Sheng's eyes looking at each other, she closed her mouth in fear.

"What, you forgot? Didn't you already make an agreement with me to sign a divorce agreement? Jiang Xue's expression was still unwavering, as if she was talking about an innocuous trivial matter.

"I'm a little confused, let's talk about this later, can you send me back to the clinic first?" Zhou Sheng felt that Jiang Xue and Jiang Liuying must be related to each other, and if he signed the divorce certificate now, he would not be able to find clues from it.

"I've signed my name, you can come whenever you want." After Jiang Xue said this, she concentrated on driving.

As the car stopped, Zhou Sheng returned to the deepest part of the street, where his clinic was located.

Apricot Love Clinic!

After Zhou Sheng got out of the car, he noticed that he was driving XX Hospital, which specializes in treating all kinds of XX and infertility.

Originally, he wanted to invite Jiang Xue to sit in his clinic and talk about him, but it was difficult to speak.

Fortunately, Jiang Xue didn't think about going in to drink tea, and drove away after putting Zhou Sheng down.

He walked into the clinic and saw the mess all over the ground, and then remembered that the clinic had just been smashed.

I don't know what kind of wind the owner of the original body smoked, not only was the clinic smashed, but he also had to divorce his wife.

Zhou Sheng originally wanted to have a good chat with his soul, but found that the soul had long since disappeared, and he didn't know whether he was sent back to the underworld by the ghost or ran away by himself.

Although Zhou Sheng now has merit to protect his body and can avoid the exploration of ghosts, he knows that he is a fugitive from hell.

The underworld will inevitably send a ghost messenger to arrest him, and at present, in addition to increasing his own merits, he must also avoid direct contact with the ghost messenger.

He cleaned the smashed clinic, threw away the furniture that could no longer be used, and put away some medicines that could still be used.

The clinic, which had been a mess, had become empty, and he had not felt a trace of fatigue or hunger for several hours since he had occupied the flesh.

As time passed, Zhou Sheng found that there were many spots on his arms, neck, etc., which looked like old age spots, and as a doctor in his previous life, he could naturally see at a glance that these were corpse spots.

And his eyes began to become cloudy, and his pupils began to dilate, a series of manifestations indicating that the body was dying.

Zhou Sheng was anxious, if the body decayed, his soul would naturally detach, so how could there be a chance to find such a matching body, he knew how to alleviate this situation, only by going to the hospital morgue, relying on the low temperature environment there could alleviate the decomposition of the corpse.

He took out a scarf around his neck and wore sunglasses and a mask in long sleeves and pants. Gear yourself up and get ready to go to the nearest hospital.

On a hot July day, his outfit naturally attracted the attention of everyone around him.

Everyone else is short-sleeved and short-trousers, and he is fully armed, and some people think it is a psychotic when they see it, and they quickly flee away.

This made Zhou Sheng suffer, he didn't know where the nearest hospital was, he wanted to find someone to ask, those people had run far away, and the corpse would decompose at an accelerated pace if it continued like this.

He ran to the middle of the road with a ruthless heart, and a taxi passed by, and quickly stepped on the brakes.

"You're looking for death! Don't want to die? The driver also lost his temper and scolded directly, if it weren't for the fact that he had just started not much fast, he didn't know if he hit someone in the dim environment just now.

Zhou Sheng ignored the driver's abuse, opened the back door directly and sat in.

"Master, go to the nearest hospital, hurry up."

The driver was also confused, this person ran to the middle of the road to stop the car, he didn't want to die?

But seeing Zhou Sheng's dress, the driver chuckled in his heart, this won't be a nervous disorder, who wraps himself so tightly on a hot day.

With one foot on the accelerator, the driver did not dare to take a detour, and he looked at him through the rearview mirror from time to time, always praying that he would not get sick in his car.

Ten minutes later, at the entrance of Yicheng People's Hospital, a taxi stopped, and in order to get there as quickly as possible, the driver almost ran a red light.

"Here you go!" Zhou Sheng threw out a red banknote, he already understood that the currency of this era was like this, but he didn't know the current prices.

"Sir, looking for your money!"

The driver took the banknote and found that there was a bit of slime on it, and it still emitted a foul smell, and he was afraid that there would be some infectious disease on it, so he did not dare to touch it again.

When he turned around, there was still a shadow of Zhou Sheng, and after secretly scolding himself for being unlucky, he drove home directly, and he was not going to drive tonight.

"Hello, where is the morgue?" Zhou Sheng asked whenever he met someone.

He felt that something was wrong with his body now, it was impossible for him to decay so quickly, what was the reason, and now he had to find the morgue first.

Fortunately, a little nurse who had just arrived pointed out a way to Zhou Sheng and took the elevator to the negative first floor.

He walked down the quiet hallway, the morgue with three large characters hanging on the door frame.

Ignoring the idlers on the above four big words, Zhou Sheng stepped into the morgue.

After feeling the biting coolness, he carefully untied the scarf, and the large and small corpse spots were already all over his neck.

There was a layer of transparent slime on the scarf, he knew very well that it was corpse oil, but it only appeared a few days after the corpse died, and now it was only a few hours later.

With the blessing of the cold air in the morgue, Zhou Sheng no longer has corpse spots on his body, but there are too many corpse spots on his body, making him look like a little old man.

He pondered his body's reaction, could it be that his soul had a rejection reaction after taking possession of his body, right?

That's not going to cause the body to decay quickly, no! As long as you don't solve the problem, you can only stay in the morgue.

"Who? Who's in it? ”

A beam of light came in, the door of the morgue was slowly pushed open, and an old man in a black security uniform walked in.

He shone a beam of light through the hospital beds, on which the bodies lay intact and covered with white cloths.

When his flashlight hit the corner, it happened to shine on Zhou Sheng's calf.

The beam of light shone upwards along the black trouser tube, and when he saw Zhou Sheng's face covered with corpse spots.

"Ahh Hell yes! ”

The uncle screamed in horror and fell over.

Zhou Sheng hurriedly went over to check on the uncle, but fortunately he just fainted, and there was nothing else wrong.

He breathed a sigh of relief, if the uncle passed away because of this, this sin would be inflicted on himself.

When the golden light of merit is deducted, the ghost will discover his existence, and the wounds on the soul cannot be alleviated by the golden light of merit.

Just when Zhou Sheng was worried about his uncle's physical state, he didn't realize that the temperature around him had dropped by more than ten degrees, and some of the corpse spots on his body had begun to fade.

A gust of wind blew through the morgue, blowing away a white cloth in the corner, revealing a pale woman's face.

She was wearing a red dress, her head was half sunken, and she had been dead for a long time.

At this moment, she opened her eyes, revealing the whites of her eyes without pupils, and her body emitted black gas, which quickly sunken down, all of which Zhou Sheng didn't know......