Chapter 7: Possession, Amnesia

Zhou Shiyun, who had been busy working, suddenly paused her actions when she heard those words. A flicker of worry instantly flashed through her eyes.

In that moment, she immediately thought about using the Silver Needle technique to stimulate Lin Mu’s potential yesterday.

Zhou Shiyun knew the drawbacks of the Silver Needle technique all too well. The elderly man who taught her Chinese medicine had also clearly stated that if done carelessly, the patient could suffer severe aftereffects.

It seemed now that Lin Mu’s condition was one of those aftereffects… amnesia!

Zhou Shiyun initially thought Lin Mu had only lost memories from a certain period, but she never expected he would even forget who he was. This made things much more difficult.

Generally, such a situation indicated only one possibility: permanent amnesia!

“You can’t even remember your own name?”

Turning to look at Lin Mu, a hint of guilt flashed in Zhou Shiyun’s eyes. Although Lin Mu was alive now, for him, losing his memories might not be any better than dying.

Lin Mu quietly nodded.

“Don’t worry. Maybe after some time, you’ll remember everything.”

Zhou Shiyun smiled slightly and pointed to a button by the bed. “If you need anything, press this button. Someone will come.”

Watching Zhou Shiyun leave, a strange expression flashed in Lin Mu’s eyes. Once the room was empty, he suddenly took a deep, long breath, closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again.

“The Spiritual Energy here is so thin, almost undetectable. What kind of place is this?”

Muttering to himself, Lin Mu stretched his hands out in front of his eyes, carefully examined them, and then gave a self-mocking smile. “Such an extremely weak body! Not even comparable to a normal mortal Expert!”

“Luckily, I used the last trace of Spiritual Energy from the Ninefold True Tribulation to transform it. Otherwise, I would have wasted even more Soul Power to revive this body. But it’s fine—since it’s just a dead person’s body, it won’t attract that terrifying karma.”

“To think that I, once the top figure in the Cultivation World, have ended up like this. All my cultivation is gone, and nine-tenths of my Soul Power is lost. Cang Kunzi, you’ve taken quite a fall!”

At this thought, Lin Mu suddenly threw his head back and let out a soundless laugh, but his eyes were filled with bone-chilling coldness.

“Xuan Tian Sect, You Gui Dao, you have some nerve! Wait until I, Cang Kunzi, return to the Cultivation World. I will exterminate every last one of you!”

A fierce, murderous intent blazed in his eyes as Lin Mu abruptly reached out and pressed the button by the bed.

Shortly after, Zhou Shiyun appeared in the room. Looking at the calm-faced Lin Mu, she asked, “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?”

“No, I feel quite fine now, Dr. Zhou.”

Lin Mu remembered that the two young girls had addressed the woman this way, so he copied them.

“I can’t remember anything. I wonder if Dr. Zhou could bring me some books or something to read? Since I’m recovering now, I don’t have anything else to do.”

“Of course. Wait a moment, and I’ll have someone bring them to you.”

Zhou Shiyun smiled, then suddenly tapped her forehead lightly, picked up a remote control, and turned on the wall-mounted TV.

“You can also watch TV. Maybe it’ll help you recover your memory!”

At Villa No. 18, Dinghu, an extremely angry voice echoed inside.

“What’s going on with your First Hospital? First, you notify us that the patient has died, then you say he’s alive again. So is my nephew dead or alive now?”

“What? He’s alive but has completely lost his memory?”

“Alright, I understand. Don’t worry about the fees; we’ll pay them as agreed.”

Putting down his Mobile Phone, Lin Yifu looked very serious. After sitting on the sofa and thinking for a while, he picked up the phone again and made two more calls.

Soon, two more cars arrived in the courtyard. Lin Yitai and Lin Rong got out and hurried into the villa.

“What’s going on? Wasn’t he already dead? How did he suddenly come back to life?” The moment she entered the living room, Lin Rong couldn’t wait to ask repeatedly.

“How should I know?!”

Lin Yifu replied irritably. “The hospital just called to inform us. They said the kid is alive but has completely lost his memory.”

“Lost his memory? Turned into an idiot?” Lin Rong frowned.

Lin Yitai gave Lin Rong a helpless look and shook his head. “Amnesia is amnesia; an idiot is an idiot. How can you mix them up?”

“So what do we do now? Should we change our original plan?” Lin Rong seemed concerned.

“It’s hard to say right now. We need to go to the hospital and see.”

Lin Yifu took a sip of tea, thought carefully for a moment, and then said, “This time, let our older sister go to the hospital. She usually had a good relationship with that kid, so it shouldn’t arouse suspicion. I won’t show my face.”

“Remember, you must observe carefully whether that kid has truly lost his memory completely!”