Ye Lan looked at the time displayed in the lower right corner of the computer screen. It was 17:32 in the morning, and she quickly accelerated her actions.
After a long time, Ye Lan finally digested the remaining memories in the brain of the owner of this body.
The original owner's family had raised him as a boy since he was a child, and they ignored him in daily life and study.
The original owner once couldn't figure out why no matter how good she was, her parents would never look at her twice.
No matter how much her classmates and teachers praised and praised her, she was subjected to endless cynicism when she returned home. As a result, the original owner seemed to be impeccable and lively and cheerful, but in fact, she was deeply depressed inside, but she never dared to show it to her so-called family. Show no vulnerability at all, grit your teeth and swallow all the grievances alone.
As for coming to Jinhai City, it was just a bet she made for herself.
Ye Lan clicked his tongue twice. The original owner was really hopelessly stupid. He shook his head in disgust, "It's your own fault."
When filling in her application for the college entrance examination, she noticed that her father had a heart disease. She suddenly changed her application to a medical school. She chose to study medicine just to treat her so-called father's illness. Unexpectedly, she went to the college to report and was informed at the last moment. The medical school had already recruited enough people, so his admission quota was cancelled. Finally, in order to settle the matter, the school transferred the original owner to the funeral major.
Funeral, as the name suggests, is the profession of putting makeup on the dead. Now what people call an embalmer.
If the object of the work is only a normal death and the cosmetic work is performed in a timely manner, then all the plastic surgeon needs to endure is the putrid smell in the plastic surgery room and the "ruddy" appearance of the cold, pale, and blue body. However, if you encounter abnormal deaths and corpses that have been stored without freezing for too long, such as homicides, criminal cases, car accidents, and corpses that are discovered only a few days later, the job of the embalmer is not that simple.
When the corpses are broken, bloody, swollen, rotten, crawling with insects and other abnormal corpses, what they need to do is not only beautification, but also plastic surgery. To restore a completely unrecognizable person to his original appearance to the greatest extent requires not only courage, but also excellent skills. At this time, the embalmer will complete the body step by step based on the photos of the deceased provided by the family of the deceased, and then perform makeup work. Every day we come into contact with all kinds of dead people, some who died normally, some who died of illness, and some who died abnormally. Many people are worried that people who have died of the disease will infect themselves with the virus, which makes their family members afraid to approach or contact them. However, corpse plastic surgeons have no choice. Their job is to contact all kinds of deceased people.
Ye Lan found it interesting just thinking about it. It was a miracle that the original owner lived to be 23 years old.
My mother didn't favor me, my father didn't love me, and the major I applied for was rejected. I was told that my quota would be cancelled, and I was finally transferred to an unpopular major that dealt with dead people.
The first two 666s were deducted on the backhand.
Chen Zihao's inexplicable smile caused goosebumps to appear on his skin. He rubbed the back of his hands and frowned, "Hey, little Silly Lan, don't laugh. You laugh so hard that it makes people feel scared."
"I didn't ask you to look." Ye Lan said angrily, suppressing the smile on his lips.
"Yes. Just stay in the pot, and I will see how long you can hold on." After Chen Zihao said that, he immediately turned over, covered the quilt with his backhand, and just out of sight, out of sight.
