Is the Evil God Me?

This was probably the most humiliating and painful time of Lynn's life.

When Ziegler pushed him out of the bathroom, the little gentleman was sitting in a wheelchair, looking like he was smeared and powerless, but the mature woman doctor looked like a radiant, rosy complexion.

In fact, nothing unsightly happened.

While changing the gauze bandages for Lynn, Ziegler carefully cleaned and studied how Lynn's body healed so quickly. This skilled doctor was a little surprised at the resilience of his body after checking it out. When he came in, the muscles in his whole body were about to be torn. It seemed that after the potential explosion, the spirit and flesh began to move towards a deeper stage. Combined.

This is the state of deep digging and separation of spirit and flesh that can only appear in the median sequence, and a state that can only exist in the spirit world of free walking.

Moreover, Ziegler also keenly speculated that this was a breakthrough in Lynn's own career.

This frightened Lin En enough, and let the goddess of peace continue to grope, and his underpants with the appearance of evil would be seen through.

Obviously, Mr. Xiao's refusal had no effect.

Ms. Ziegler tried all the places that she should touch and should not touch, and she was a little fascinated by Lynn's perfect physique, and she even regretted that she couldn't continue to understand it further. During this process, Lynn reacted shamefully. The water lotus was not shy and angry after feeling it. Instead, he praised him for his energy and could consider collecting some body fluids.

Lynn's grief is that he is like a protein mix in Ziegler's hands.

She was always in high spirits, as if forgetting that she was a woman.

"Giggle, your expression is so interesting. Although it's not right to forcefully pull the patient to do some collection, but I also have a good control. Besides, as a gentleman, you should enjoy it." He rubbed his pinkish plump. Lips, put the things collected from Lynn's body into the carry-on box, and Ziegler, who was shaking with a smile, rubbed Lynn's head like a comforting child.

"I still have pain there." Lynn's eyes seemed to have died.

Where is this water lotus, this is clearly the overlord flower.

"Would you like me to give you some plaster, but I don't think you will feel any pain in a few hours with your physique." Ziegler asked concerned, no matter from which point she was very interested in Lynn.

"No, I know you still want to help me apply plaster, right?"

"It seems that he has fully recovered. Do you want to do it again at night?" The serious tone didn't look like he was joking.

"This kind of thing! Never again, don't look for me, I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow!" Lynn shuddered and screamed, just now he felt that he almost didn't die.

"Giggle, Mr. Lynn, do you think I can find someone else for this kind of thing?" Ziegler said with a pun, his expression seemed to say, for the sake of Albion Medicine and the progress of all mankind, please sacrifice yourself. !

If you have to choose between the progress of all mankind and your own chrysanthemum.

It seems to be easy too.

Lynn let Ziegler push himself, like I was burned out. Sure enough, all older women, regardless of their personalities, all have one thing in common, that is, they like to tease boys younger than themselves. Emista was like this, Sophia was like this, Leticia was like this, and Yefne also grabbed his hand and squeezed it.

Ziegler cleaned Lynn's body.

After the sour sweat, dirt, and scabbed blood were all washed away, I had to say that Lynn felt a lot more comfortable. Sure enough, these dirty things would be unhappy and repelled when they were attached to the body. What is the regret? The hand of Your Excellency the Goddess of Peace is not smooth and tender, but a little rough. It seems that the life on the front line has left her with toughness of character.

"Lin, do you want to be my student?"

Ziegler asked suddenly as he helped Lynn into bed.

Her honey-colored bangs swayed gently, and she could see sincere expectations in her beautiful eyes. Lynn was a little stunned. There was a sentence called persuading people to learn medicine. Did Ziegler want to be beaten by Leip?

"Unfortunately, I'm not interested in medical techniques. If I were to study the strength of human muscles and joints, it would be a little bit better."

Lynn lay down on the hospital bed and declined her invitation.

"It's not medicine, it's..." Ziegler seemed to want to say something, but she then smiled a little disappointedly and didn't continue talking. Even though the two were chatting a lot, their identities and positions were very subtle. .

Lynn was suspicious of Ziegler.

Even now, with a clear will, he has not completely dispelled Ziegler's doubts. After all, both of her students were involved in the [Painless Apostle] incident. To say that she has nothing to do with her, who would believe it?

It's just that everyone has a tacit understanding and didn't pierce that layer of membrane.

It should take time for each other now.

In the blind corner of Ziegler's field of vision, there was a flash of coldness in Lynn Cuibi's eyes.

"That's right~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I can't force you, but unfortunately you will be discharged tomorrow, otherwise we can have a good chat." Ziegler adjusted her bangs, her expression was very lonely, I don't know what to feel sad about.

Then Ziegler instructed some things that Lynn needed to pay attention to, especially if he did not exercise vigorously for a short period of time, he left the ward and left Lynn alone.

Inside the empty pale ward.

Lynn couldn't help but sigh, he felt as if he had just missed something. But I don't regret it, because when the positions are different, many things don't make sense.

Maybe next time, when we meet again, it will be completely different. This is where the little gentleman sighs.

"Ok……?"

Looking at the ceiling boredly, Lynn finally found something wrong. I don't know when it started, the pain and itching of the wound on his body was so weak that he couldn't feel it. If there was still a little tingling, he thought he had healed.

Lynn checked it himself in surprise, and pressed the wound near the wound with a strong sense of death.

"There is no trace of extraordinary power at all."

The little gentleman was a little surprised, and he didn't know when the Black Holy Grail appeared. She lay on Lynn's lap lazily without any sense of substance, and seemed to be studying the wound problem with Lynn. The bust through the mourning clothes can make people's eyes extend all the way to the **** little belly, and the seductive navel can be seen only a little bit.

The Black Holy Grail quickly noticed the inexplicable sight on the half body.

She smiled sweetly, covered her mouth and pointed at Lynn's body with a bit of ridicule. This fellow's poking behavior made Lynn immediately recall the bad memories in the bathroom.

In the charming smile of the Black Holy Grail, the little gentleman drove her back in anger.