Originally, Hu Tangdi and Qiu Niang hadn't thought about the convenience issue, since their hearts were currently focused on worrying about Shang Lin's high fever and unconsciousness. However, after Ji Xiaoyao said that, the two of them were both taken aback and then quickly retreated.

Ji Xiaoyao, without changing his expression, began to take off Shang Lin's pajamas. In fact, he had never done such meticulous work before. In the past, when he was injured, someone would take care of him, and when no one was around, he would just do whatever he wanted.

Well, the main problem is that Shang Lin's body is too fragile. Look at her fair skin, she's practically a young girl. But when the pajamas were completely unbuttoned and her clothes were wide open, a golden scale on Shang Lin's chest suddenly caught Ji Xiaoyao's eye. He subconsciously looked up at the Divine Lord.

Clearly, the deity guarding the side also saw it, and hurriedly approached and tentatively reached out to touch whether it was a real scale or a birthmark. But at this moment, Shang Lin slowly opened his eyes.

In the blurry vision, there was a small white figure. It seemed to be doing something, but suddenly stopped. Shang Lin's vision also cleared instantly. The scene was somewhat...

That was awkward.

The main reason was that Shang Lin's clothes were wide open, and the Divine Lord floated in front of him, very close to his chest. Ji Xiaoyao sat to the side, his gaze also falling on him.

Shang Lin sat up abruptly, but because he moved too quickly, he felt dizzy and fell back down, letting out a painful "groan" before asking, "What are you doing?"

The deity hurriedly explained, "Quickly look at what's happening in front of you!"

After recovering from his dizziness, Shang Lin slowly sat up and looked down. What he saw startled him, and he instinctively asked, "What happened?"

After saying that, he immediately reached out and touched it. He didn't feel the texture of scales, just smooth skin, but the scales were so real... that they could be mistaken for real skin.

What's going on? Shang Lin looked at the Divine Lord with a bewildered expression. "What, what happened?"

The deity spread his hands and said, "I also want to ask you what happened. Do you know that when Xiao Hu was putting your coat on, a phantom appeared on your body and then bounced her away? Luckily, I reacted quickly and used the Dragon Spirit Tower to cover your bedroom, otherwise Xiao Hu would have smashed the entire seventh floor."

Shang Lin hurriedly reached out to Hu Tangdi, "Give me a mirror."

Hu Tangdi immediately conjured a water mirror. Shang Lin hurriedly looked in the mirror, but the young boy's face hadn't changed at all; in fact, his appearance had become even more perfect. This...

Isn't something a little off? While human appearance does change with age, what's with the idea of ​​becoming more and more perfect?

Looking at the scales on its chest, they feel like skin, but they look like real scales, and they even shimmer with a faint golden light. It's almost magical!

Seeing the complicated expression on Shang Lin's face, the deity hurriedly asked, "Do you have any unusual feelings? Like chest pain or something?"

Shang Lin understood what the God-King meant, and touched the scaly skin again, saying, "I feel nothing."

"How strange." The Divine Lord looked at Shang Lin with a probing expression. "It seems necessary to understand the original owner of this body."

Shang Lin asked Hu Tangdi to remove the water mirror before speaking, "No rush, the truth will come out eventually." The main question is, where do they even begin now?

Given Old Man Chai's current condition, I'm afraid that once Ji Xiaoyao leaves his body, his internal injuries could kill him in an instant. He still wants to ask about the original owner of this body? Don't even think about it.

If I start with the merchants, wouldn't that be like handing them a free kill? They can't even find the original owner yet, and with my current abilities, I might not be able to get rid of them successfully.

Moreover, even if the original owner's mother was a mistress, from the perspective of the business owners, she was still a mistress. What valuable information could she possibly provide? Besides, the original owner's mother was somewhat special; if things weren't handled properly, who knew what kind of trouble might arise?

In short, they don't have much risk-taking ability right now, so they can only continue to live a lowly life, especially with the preliminary exam approaching, which is their best chance to leave the small county.

Seeing that Shang Lin was not in a hurry, the deity was not in a hurry either. Moreover, he was more worried about Shang Lin's persistent high fever than about the original owner's affairs. So he said, "Now that you are awake, hurry up and treat yourself. We have tried many methods, but we have not been able to bring your fever down."

Shang Lin collapsed, saying with a hint of self-abandonment, "Haven't you heard the saying, 'A doctor cannot heal himself'? But I feel much better now. Where's the thermometer? Let me check if my fever has gone down."

Hu Tangdi hurriedly brought over the thermometer, which Shang Lin took and placed under her armpit. She seemed to be feeling better and even had the energy to ask questions, "How is Xing Tian doing? Any news?"

Qiu Niang hurriedly replied, "Not at the moment."

Shang Lin stopped asking and waited five minutes before taking out a thermometer to check his temperature. Sure enough, it was dropping. Although 38 degrees Celsius was still a fever, it was no longer a high fever.

The deity suddenly looked at Shang Lin with a scrutinizing gaze, and after a long while said, "You said your high fever, is it possible... that it's related to the scales on your body? Otherwise, why didn't any medicine work before? And now, without taking any medicine, why has it subsided a bit?"

Shang Lin lay sprawled on the bed like a rag doll. "You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask? And even though the fever's gone now, who knows if it'll continue tonight? I'll have to figure out how to treat myself after I recover a bit."

Shang Lin drank some warm water and a bowl of vegetable porridge before preparing his medicine. Surprisingly, his body temperature returned to normal during this time.

Now Shang Lin couldn't help but doubt the Divine Lord's words. Could it really be related to the scales on his body? But if it were true, how could this situation be explained? Could he, like a demon cultivator, undergo physical transformations?

If he couldn't figure it out, Shang Lin didn't bother with his brain. His brain gets tired easily, so he'd better use it as little as possible. After resting for a night, he recovered from his cold and fever and went back to school.

Qiu Niang was worried and gave Shang Lin a lot of instructions before he left. He laughed and said, "I'm not a little boy anymore. I know how to take care of myself."

However, Qiu Niang said, "This is far from enough. The sect leader is weak, and some strange things have happened. We cannot be careless at all. Otherwise, let Junior Sister Hu follow you secretly?"

"No way." Shang Lin refused instantly. "If I need her, she will naturally appear. Right now, I'm at school to study, and there's no safety issue involved."

Qiu Niang had no choice but to let them go, but her worried gaze was just like that of an old mother worried about her son.

Shang Lin couldn't take it anymore. Didn't they all know who he really was? Why were they still treating him like a child?