In the intensive care unit, Shi Chen, who should have been on his last legs, sat straight, lowering his head to tug at the IV needle on his wrist. "I want to leave here! Don't stop me!",When he opened his eyes again, he found himself trapped in this frail body, inheriting all the memories of the original owner.,Humph! A good-for-nothing is always a good-for-nothing, what's the point of being handsome It can't be eaten as food!。