Chapter 155 Recovering from Injuries

Chapter 155 Recovering from Wounds

Let's get back to the main topic.

The original owner of the body, Loya, was an ordinary middle-aged man with a lovely thirteen-year-old daughter and a general store.

As for his wife, she's gone.

With his circumstances, he would be considered a moderately wealthy person in this city.

Meanwhile, this world is considered an ordinary "steam age".

Humans are the dominant species in this world.

As for extraordinary things, the original owner of the body had never seen them even after living for so long.

"Tsk, without extraordinary abilities, it will be difficult for me to achieve my wish."

Loya was heartbroken, but also relieved.

To be honest, he didn't actually want to destroy this ordinary and innocent world.

In truth, he didn't even want to destroy the Emerald Dragon Realm. But at that time, he had too little control over himself; he was powerless and had no choice but to kill.

Now, his control has increased somewhat. He is even more powerless against this world.

"Perhaps I can stay here and enjoy it for a while, consider it a short, novel experience in my long life. That way, I can pass the time."

The thought of giving up came to mind.

"Fortunately, this guy's last wish was quite simple."

Loya forced a smile again.

The original owner of the body had few or no desires.

I simply want my daughter to grow up safely.

This relieved Loya.

But then he was puzzled: "However, the original owner had a pretty good temper and didn't offend anyone, so how did he get shot just now?"

"Thump thump thump," a series of footsteps came from afar.

"Dad, don't stay at the shop anymore, come with me to the square to see the circus. There's no business at all today, you're just wasting your time staying here." A clear, soft female voice rang out from outside.

Immediately afterwards, a pretty girl wearing a little black dress and high-heeled shoes skipped and hopped in.

Loya's expression changed slightly.

"Ah!!!" The girl couldn't help but scream when she saw Loya covered in blood.

"Vierlan, don't be afraid," Loya said with difficulty, trying his best to comfort the child.

“Father…” But Vierlan’s face was pale, and her whole body was trembling. Her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground. Fear and tears streamed down her face.

Luo Ya forced a smile: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Dad was just shot. It's nothing. I'm a man comparable to a god. This little injury is nothing. What you need now is to call the police and get a doctor."

His health was very poor; in this ordinary world, he was not immortal.

The reason why this dead body could be "revived" was simply because the (Dragon Soul Eye) he had just descended upon carried some extraordinary power plus his own strong will.

But this is the limit.

He has no way to heal himself.

He needs the world's native doctors to save his life.

"Waaah, I know, I'll go right now, Daddy, Daddy, please don't die, please don't leave me alone." Vierlan sobbed, but she was a big girl now. She was beginning to understand things.

At this moment, although she was very scared, she was even more afraid that Loya had died.

She suppressed her inner turmoil and scrambled out of the store.

"Help!"

"My dad's been shot! He's wounded! Help!"

Inside the shop, Loya could faintly hear Vierlan's shouts.

"Phew, I hope everything goes well." Loya said with a hint of bitterness.

He felt that there was still hope for him.

However, he did not forget that the murderer who shot the original owner of the body should not have left for long.

If someone discovers he's not dead and comes back to finish him off, he'll be in big trouble.

"Loya is injured? Ah, I think I just heard a sound. I thought it was fireworks at first, but now that I think about it, it seems like a gunshot."

"Damn it, who did this? Loya is a good man. He helped my family. If it weren't for him, my child might be dead."

"Quickly, someone come quickly!"

"Loya, my friend, you absolutely cannot get hurt. Vierlan, don't be afraid, Auntie will help you."

...

Fortunately, Loya's worries soon disappeared.

Because the neighbors nearby had already been alerted by Vierland, and some of them were running over with great concern.

Loya closed his eyes and began to hibernate.

In this state, his life will pass very slowly.

However, he did not completely lose consciousness.

Later, it seemed that many people had come to surround him.

His body was lifted up.

To be honest, this half-asleep, half-awake experience is quite peculiar.

Loya woke up, though he didn't know how much time had passed.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a clean, white interior.

This place is, quite surprisingly, a hospital ward.

He was lying in bed.

Beside him on the edge of the bed, a little figure was fast asleep.

"Oh, my child, thank you for your hard work." Loya raised his hand with difficulty and rubbed Villan's head.

His movements were very gentle, so as not to wake Villan.

He also had no intention of waking Villan.

Because he could guess that while he was unconscious, Vierlan must have been worried and unable to rest properly.

Now, Loya hopes that Vierlan can get some rest.

This behavior is quite like that of a qualified father.

Perhaps that's why.

Loya vaguely sensed that this "body" was showing signs of accepting him and depending on him.

This made Loya quite happy.

About half an hour later, Vierlan woke up.

When she looked up and opened her eyes, she saw a spirited Loya holding a book and reading quietly.

He just took this book from his bedside table. It contains notes from fashion magazines and such.

"Daddy!" Vierlan was stunned for a moment, then jumped up in surprise and hugged Loya's neck. "I really thought you were leaving! I was so scared! Waaaaah..."

Seeing Loya covered in blood and unconscious had nearly scared her soul out of her body.

"Don't cry, don't cry," Loya grinned, his chubby face contorted. "Get down quickly, Daddy is injured. If you keep doing this, your lucky daddy who survived will be sent away by your own hands."

Vierlan was, after all, a big kid, and not exactly lightweight.

Loya's injury was right in his chest, and the pressure from that was incredibly arousing.

Loya could feel the wound bleeding.

"Ah!" Vierlan exclaimed in surprise, only then remembering that Loya was injured.

"Waaah, I was so stupid." Vierlan's little face turned pale with fright. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. She felt intense remorse and guilt for her carelessness.

Loya remained calm and reached out to rub Vierlan's head. "Child, don't be sad, it's nothing."

Loya's voice is quite gentle.

This gradually calmed Vierlan down.

However, Loya could also sense that Vierlan's mindset had changed.

He wasn't surprised. After all, his own father had almost died. It would be truly amazing if Villan could still be indifferent and easily forget the feeling of losing a loved one.

...

After that, Loya quietly recuperated in the hospital.

Vierlan was still a child, and a student.

She definitely can't stay here any longer.

Of course, even if she could stay, Loya didn't want to delay Vierlan's studies like that.

Although Villan was very reluctant, Loya was clearly fine now, so she didn't insist anymore.

Loya was also a little worried about Villan living alone. So he asked his good friend Dekin, whom he remembered, to take care of Villan a little.

For example, picking up and dropping off students after school.

Later, some neighbors, having heard about his situation, came to visit him.

Besides that, there are police officers.

Loya was shot, after all.

This kind of thing is quite serious in cities today.

Unfortunately, Loya couldn't find any useful clues in his memories.

In addition, there were few pedestrians nearby at the time, which meant there were no eyewitnesses.

The case has reached a stalemate.

In the end, nothing came of it.

Of course, this was to prevent the killer from returning to finish the job.

The police officers were actually on high alert, secretly keeping watch on Loya, hoping to catch him in the act.

Unfortunately, after staking out the area for two or three days, they still couldn't find the killer.

In the end, the police concluded that there was nothing more to the case than a simple case of random killing.

Although it was just a deduction, Loya still breathed a sigh of relief after hearing it.

Otherwise, he would have to hire bodyguards or even move.

But both of these things require a lot of money.

The original owner of this body, Luo Ya, had some money, but he wasn't a super-rich man.

He could only provide for the father and daughter's basic needs, and sometimes, he could even afford to buy some small luxuries to indulge themselves.

Before we knew it, it was a bright and sunny midday.

Loya has been hospitalized for half a month now.

Such a short time is actually not enough for the injury to fully recover.

However, Loya was able to be discharged from the hospital.

His condition is now completely under control; he just needs to rest and recuperate.

Of course, periodic re-examinations are unavoidable.

It has to be said that hospitals are extremely profitable.

Although the hospital stay was short, it still caused Loya's small savings to dwindle significantly.

Well, strictly speaking, I also wanted to save money this time when I was discharged from the hospital.

...

Loya packed his luggage and medicine, then took Vierlan's hand and slowly walked out of the hospital.

"Beep beep," accompanied by two honking sounds, a black vintage car not far away opened its door.

A burly man with a full beard, wearing a black leather jacket, got out of the car.

"Dear Loya, congratulations on your discharge from the hospital." The burly man said with a face full of enthusiasm.

He opened his arms and walked over to hug Loya.

“Dejin, my dear friend.” Loya also hugged him.

Yes, this Mr. Dejin is here to take them home.

The two separated, and Dejin squatted down and picked up Vierlan. "Haha, little one, now you can finally relax completely, right? Don't cry secretly anymore."

Yes, when he took Vierlan to and from school before, he noticed that Vierlan sometimes cried.

Clearly, Loya's near death had a significant impact on Vierlan.

“Uncle Dejin.” Vierlan was a little awkward, her voice full of coquettishness, as if she were pleading: “I’m not crying, I’m going to be a strong woman.”

Dejin couldn't stop laughing: "Yes, yes, our dear little Vierlan didn't cry."

Seeing this, Loya felt that Dejin truly deserved to be his friend; he treated Vierlan like his own child.

“Child, if you want to cry, then cry. Don’t hold it in,” Loya said. “However, Dad swears that he will never let my little darling cry again.”

...

After chatting for a while, the group got into the car and set off.

"Oh, Loya, welcome back."

"Having survived this ordeal, good fortune is sure to follow."

"Thank you, great God, for your return. I am so happy. This is a blessing from the gods."

When he arrived at his shop, the neighbors all gathered around.

“Old Jack, Brother Poro, Sister Intermo… I’m sorry to have worried you.” Loya interacted with them skillfully.

A few minutes later, the lively scene finally came to an end.

Dejin also bid farewell.

Dejin made a special effort to squeeze in this time, as he had important business to attend to that afternoon.

This left Loya somewhat disappointed; he should have treated everyone to a meal to properly thank Dejin for his recent help.

However, Dejin was adamant.

Loya was also too embarrassed to keep Dekin from attending to him.

So, let's just leave it at that.

However, Loya had also made an appointment with Dejin to have a proper meal next week.

I opened the tightly closed shop door and went home.

Having been uninhabited and deserted for some time, the place appeared dark and dusty.

"Ah, it seems we'll need some time for a thorough cleaning," Loya said with a smile. He picked up a feather duster and said to Vierlan, "Child, go out and play for a while. Give me an hour, and I'll give you a clean and tidy home."

“No, you can’t,” Vierlan quickly stopped her. “Let me do it. Dad, you’re a patient. Your injury hasn’t healed yet. The doctor said you can’t overexert yourself.”

Loya dismissed it: "Don't underestimate me. It's just a little cleaning. It's nothing, really."

"I don't care, you can just rest. This time, let me do the cleaning." Vierlan's face was full of stubbornness and determination: "I'm all grown up now, don't treat me like a child."

Loya was stunned; he could sense a strong conviction in Vierlan's eyes.

"Haha." Loya gave a helpless smile. "I just can't do anything with you. In that case, let's do it together."

Vierlan opened her mouth, wanting to refuse. Koloa spoke first, "Daddy, I'm really fine."

Loya was adamant, and Vierlan said helplessly, "Alright, but you absolutely cannot do heavy work."

“Yes, yes, yes. I will absolutely follow orders.” Loya nodded with a smile.

The scene looked like a loving father and filial son.

They took over the next job and began their operation.

The shop is quite large, and it does indeed have a lot of goods.

This includes most daily necessities, as well as some commonly used small props.

Behind the shop, there are several bedrooms, a kitchen, a bathroom, and so on.

At first glance, you can tell that this house is quite spacious.

Especially if there are only two people living in the house, it can feel a bit empty.

Loya had overestimated himself before. Now that he has Vierlan as a helper, he is not able to clean the whole house in a short time.

Helpless, Loya had no choice but to settle for second best and first clean the two bedrooms and the kitchen, which are frequently used areas.

We can clean the rest of the area later.