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After finally getting rid of the other villagers, she asked Xiao Juan to remove the equipment from her back. She then carefully assessed the child's abilities and determined that the child's level was between D and C. Given time, it was possible for the child to reach level B.

"Alright, I'll take her to the Department of Spirits and Death to register her. I'll bring her back soon, so don't worry."

After discussing it with the boss, Lu Zhao led Xiao Juan and said goodbye to the villagers, heading out of the village.

Well, although the process was a bit tortuous, Lu Zhao felt quite comforted to see that the villagers did not despise Xiao Juan because of her Spirit Clan identity.

It seems there are still kind people in this world who don't discriminate against them!

Chapter 81 Don't Mess with Doctors

Task completion rate: 27% → 30%

Looking at the completion rate displayed on his phone, which was just above the passing mark, Lu Zhao felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders.

Because she brought new, unregistered Elven race members to register, her completion rate increased by an extra 1%. She still needs ten daily tasks or four unexpected tasks to reach the target of 50%.

"Xiaojuan, a big sister will take you in to register later. Don't be afraid, just do what she says, okay?" In a happy mood, Lu Zhao did not forget to squat down to comfort the nervous child next to him.

Xiao Juan looked timidly at the unfamiliar building in front of her. Although her fingers were still nervously clutching the down jacket that Lu Zhao had bought for her, she still nodded sensibly.

"Captain Lu, it seems you really like children."

A friendly female voice sounded from behind them. Lu Zhao turned around and nodded slightly when he saw the person, saying, "Minister Liu."

Liu Qingluo was still wearing a white lab coat, which concealed her unforgettable, graceful figure. She was accompanied by a female subordinate, but compared to her, she was not particularly memorable.

The two walked slowly up to them, and the female subordinate leaned down and said to Xiao Juan, "You must be Luo Juan, right? Come with me to register."

Xiao Juan hesitated for a moment, then looked at Lu Zhao and saw that he nodded at her. Only then did she feel relieved and followed him away.

“My subordinates will take him back later, so you don’t need to worry.” Liu Qingluo adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses, tilted her head and smiled at Lu Zhao. “It just so happens that it’s time for a follow-up check-up today. If you’re not busy, Captain Lu, come with me to the logistics department.”

Three days have already passed?

Looking back on three days ago, Lu Zhao suddenly felt as if it had happened a long time ago.

Well, since today's task is already completed, she thought for a moment and then followed Liu Qingluo into the elevator.

The two of them barely spoke the rest of the way. In Lu Zhao's memory, she and Liu Qingluo weren't exactly close. The images she could recall of Liu Qingluo were mostly of the original owner being injured, going to her for treatment, and then being kicked out because she didn't follow the doctor's orders.

Hmm... The original owner of this body must be quite formidable to have managed to provoke Minister Liu, who seems to have such a good temper, into being kicked out of the logistics department time and time again.

There is absolutely no praise in the sentences above.

Since she wasn't going to speak, she could only obediently follow behind Liu Qingluo.

Although the large white coat covered most of the other person's body, at least the area below the calves was still exposed. Today, Liu Qingluo was wearing light gray stockings, and the color of her skin could be vaguely seen as she walked.

Well, the young lady doesn't like wearing stockings, and neither do the people around her, including herself.

So when Lu Zhao saw this object, which universally symbolizes mature women, he couldn't help but take a second look.

Honestly, it does look more attractive than bare legs. Maybe she should buy some and wear it sometime?

Hiss... No, that would ruin the character's personality. The original owner of this body doesn't usually wear this kind of thing. Let's wait until she gets back there before trying it on.

"Beep—Welcome Minister Liu Qingluo."

The sudden electronic female voice finally pulled Lu Zhao out of his reverie. When he looked up, he saw Liu Qingluo staring at him through her glasses with a half-smile.

"Captain Lu seems quite interested in my legs?"

Lu Zhao blushed, and was about to say that he wasn't interested in the legs, but in the stockings, but he swallowed the words back before they reached his throat.

Saying it like that would make people think it's even more perverted.

"Um, well..." She coughed lightly, glancing away uncomfortably, "I was thinking about something else and my mind wandered."

Liu Qinglu smiled meaningfully and then reached out to touch Lu Zhao's face.

What...what are you doing?!

Lu Zhao's eyes widened instantly, and he stood frozen in place, completely unable to move, until he felt a warm right hand gently stroking his cheek and then slowly moving towards the back of his neck.

And so, little by little, she touched the back of her head, which was hidden beneath her neat short hair.

Phew, so it was to touch her wound.

You should have said so earlier! She thought she had accidentally gotten something on her face.

Realizing the other party's intention, Lu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, turned around somewhat awkwardly, and half-squatted down to make it easier for Liu Qingluo to examine him.

After listening to the rustling sound behind her ear for a while, the gentle hand slowly left her head.

"The wound has healed, but we still need to check it with a machine. By the way, have you been taking your medicine every day?" Liu Qingluo's voice, with a slightly upturned tone, sounded strangely dangerous to Lu Zhao.

take medicine?

Her mind went blank for a moment, then her memory quickly returned, countless images flashing through her mind, but none of them involved taking the medicine.

Oh no, it seems Xia Zhifei hasn't taken her medication since she was hospitalized...

Will I be kicked out again this time?

She subconsciously took a step back, cautiously observing Liu Qingluo's expression. After a while, she mustered up the courage to ask, "What would you do if I said I forgot to eat?"

Liu Qinglu smiled dangerously, and before Lu Zhao could react, she extended her index finger and lightly tapped the air.

What do you mean? Do you want her to get lost?

Lu Zhao tried to back away, but then she found that two vines had suddenly appeared out of nowhere and tied her up tightly, making her float in the air.

Bai Yan, go back!

She mentally roared at the white flames that instinctively wanted to defend herself, then smiled helplessly at Liu Qingluo, trying her best to use the address she remembered and soften her tone: "Sister Qingluo, I won't dare to do it again, please put me down."

"You've said that countless times, do you think I'd still believe you?" Liu Qingluo snorted, turned around and led her into the medical room, and without saying a word, put her into the medical pod.

Lu Zhao was startled and was about to struggle to get up when he watched helplessly as the medical pod closed and started operating right in front of him.

A strong sense of weightlessness instantly enveloped her. Lu Zhao clenched her fists tightly, and instinctively closed her eyes when they came into contact with the purple light shining down.

Damn it, she actually forgot that when she first transmigrated, Chi Ying mentioned that the original owner was very resistant to the medical pod!

She clenched her teeth, shivering all over, and the rising discomfort in her stomach made her want to vomit again.

"Well……"

A soft moan escaped from her tightly clenched lips. Even worse, countless memories were sweeping over her like a tidal wave, causing her vision to go completely black!

Chapter 82 The Cost of Abilities is a Problem That's Hard to Solve

"Lu Zhao, you are suspected of murdering Lu Xianhuai and Chu Yun, and then burning down the house in an attempt to destroy the evidence. Do you admit to this crime?"

Lu Xianhuai... Chu Yun... those are familiar names. Are they the original owner's parents?

"You'd better confess to killing your parents. We've examined the scene, and you're the most likely person to have set the fire."

"Lu Zhao, your parents raised you with such hardship, and you killed someone just because you had an argument with them?"

She frowned sharply, and cried out in agony as if she were being burned alive, "It wasn't me! It wasn't!"

The medical pod slowly opened, and she felt the change in the outside atmosphere. She sat up inside, covered in sweat, her chest heaving violently, her body trembling uncontrollably.

"What happened to you just now?" Liu Qingluo stopped the machine, stepped forward with concern, and wanted to touch Lu Zhao's sweaty forehead, but Lu Zhao subconsciously dodged away.

Instead of getting angry, she continued to ask, "What's wrong? You did dislike being in the medical pod before, but you've never had these symptoms before... Could it be that your head injury has caused a new mutation?"

As she spoke, she turned around to take another look at the film that had just been tested.

"No!" Lu Zhao shook his head in bewilderment, took her hand, and kept his eyes fixed on the pattern on the floor without looking up. "This is my own psychological problem, and it has nothing to do with anything else."

The original owner's biggest psychological trauma was this memory.

Although it's unclear why this body is so averse to things like medical pods, judging from the fragmented thoughts that have just flashed through her mind, it's definitely related to this traumatic experience.

Whether to confront this shadow directly or to temporarily conceal it, Lu Zhao was very clear about his choice at this moment.

"Are there any problems with the footage we just shot?" She took a deep breath before looking up and managing a weak smile.

Liu Qingluo stood there watching her for a long time, a hint of displeasure flashing in her eyes hidden behind her gold-rimmed glasses. She then turned around, picked up the brain CT scan that had just been printed out on the table, and glanced at it. "There are a few minor issues, but none of them are serious..."

“Then it’s alright,” Lu Zhao immediately interrupted her, standing up while rubbing his still slightly aching head. “Sorry, I have something to do. I’ll be leaving now that the examination is finished.”

"Wait a minute!" Liu Qingluo raised her voice unhappily, pulling Lu Zhao back who was about to leave. Behind her exquisite gold-rimmed glasses were a pair of eyes that held a hint of anger, staring at her without backing down.

Lu Zhao was stunned for a moment, and his grip loosened subconsciously, only to be pulled back to his seat by Liu Qingluo.

"Although I'm not a doctor by profession, I still have a medical license. Now that you're my patient, sit down and treat me properly!"

Liu Qingluo let out a soft sigh before sitting down in front of Lu Zhao. Looking earnestly into her eyes, she asked, "Lu Zhao, Captain Lu, I know what you're thinking. I don't expect you to immediately confront your past, but please at least do one thing—"

She picked up a ballpoint pen and wrote on the prescription for a while before shoving it into Lu Zhao's hand and saying firmly, "Take one pill before bed every day."

“Sleeping pills?” Lu Zhao frowned. “I don’t need that stuff.”

"Don't question what a doctor with a conscience prescribes for you," Liu Qingluo smiled slightly, her smile carrying a terrifyingly kind tone. "I, your sister, dislike those who don't take their medicine obediently the most."

Lu Zhao shivered inexplicably, then obediently accepted the prescription. "I understand. I will take it every night from now on."

Just consider it a chance to get a good night's sleep.

Only then did Liu Qingluo relent, turning her chair around to face away from her, and waving her hand wearily: "Let's go."

She quickly got up, tucked the prescription in her pocket, and hurriedly left.

As the sound of the Martin boots faded into the distance, Liu Qingluo slowly turned back into her chair, closed her eyes with a headache, and when she opened them again, her originally dark eyes had quietly turned golden.

"Is this the person you like? Humph, they're not good enough for you at all."

The slightly upturned, charming voice dissipated into the cold air, leaving only a desolate silence.

……

Having finally escaped from the clutches of the great demon Liu, Lu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at what was written on the prescription...

Okay, I still don't understand!

Just as I was about to crumple this thing into a ball, I couldn't help but think of those eyes that were faintly filled with anger.

As a doctor, she wouldn't be happy if patients didn't listen to her and didn't take their medicine on time, right?

After hesitating for a long time, she still didn't throw away the prescription. Instead, she folded it neatly and put it in her pocket.