Chapter 417 My Cuteness Has Become as Natural as Breathing

If Zhong Yuan was just a student, it wouldn't be a big deal to pretend to be him.

But his other identity is the eighth seat of Jiuxu, and he may receive dangerous confidential tasks at any time.

Yan Tuo knew the situation and was still willing to be a substitute. In fact, he was ready to die.

Jiang Buyu was not stupid enough to let his capable general die.

At the last meeting, Jiuxu had already expressed its position: the eighth seat would not be transferred unless necessary.

It's almost the New Year, so I guess Zhong Yuan won't be assigned any difficult tasks.

Therefore, at present, Yan Tuo only has to win the league trophy on behalf of Zhong Yuan, and then return to Shangdong City safely to receive commendations.

In general, if there is no big thing, it's a good job.

If there is a situation that Yan Tuo can't handle, then Jiang Moumou will personally come out to settle it...

In this way, under someone's perfect planning, Zhong Yuan enjoyed the first real sleep since his rebirth.

In the seemingly calm golden coffin, the power of the dark world is slowly fluctuating.

Zhong Yuan turned into darkness and slept deeply.

He was dreaming.

After using his ability to predict the future, the power of the dark world led him back to his past life and relived his life.

In the intensive care unit of Shangdong City First Hospital, a female doctor was examining Zhong Yuan.

Blood pressure, 120, 80, normal.

Temperature, 37.3 degrees, normal.

Blood draw.

One tube, two tubes... the bright red blood flowed out of the body along the tiny catheter.

Three tubes, four tubes... still drawing!

Zhong Yuan frowned and thought to himself: If I remember correctly, she should have drawn six tubes of blood from me!

Sure enough, after drawing six tubes, the female doctor stopped.

She smiled gently and whispered, "Zhong Yuan, you have a good rest. When the blood test report comes out, we will look at the indicators. If everything is normal, you can be discharged from the hospital."

After waking up from a car accident in the previous life, it was this doctor who followed up on the follow-up treatment.

Zhong Yuan once had a good impression of her.

She is kind and considerate to others and has always taken good care of him.

After being discharged from the hospital, Zhong Yuan still kept in touch with her.

On the first New Year's Day, he sent her a postcard with a lucky draw.

Unfortunately... when I sent a WeChat message to wish her a happy new year, I found that she had deleted me as a friend.

After that, there was no contact.

As a doctor, I treat a lot of patients every day, how could I reply to each one.

After the patient recovered, there was no need to contact him again.

As time went by, Zhong Yuan gradually forgot about her.

At this time, seeing this kind female doctor again, Zhong Yuan suddenly realized.

She comforted him on the surface, but in fact, she was thinking in her heart:

The child transferred in by the captain of Nighthawk might be a genius? Let's observe for a while first.

His telepathy was uncontrollable and always in an open state. Even if Zhong Yuan didn't want to listen to her voice, he had to listen.

Many things that he didn't understand and didn't know were like unveiled, becoming clear at a glance.

It turned out that she just thought that the person Lin Dongliang transferred to the hospital might be a genius and worth exploring, so she was so kind.

After being discharged from the hospital, they kept in touch for half a year. It was she who continued to observe. As a result, she ruthlessly cut off the contact without any discovery.

In this world, how can there be any intimacy without reason?

Zhong Yuan was in a complicated mood.

On the surface, he remained calm and said to the female doctor, "Doctor Wang, can I stay here for a few more days?"

The female doctor laughed dumbly and joked, "What? Are you addicted to hospitalization? No, you should go home after you are cured."

Zhong Yuan's eyes were shining, and he exuded an irresistible charm. He said casually, "But, living here, I can see you every day..."

Plop!

The female doctor's heart beat violently, and her cheeks were uncontrollably stained with a layer of crimson.

"You have a good rest! If you feel uncomfortable, press the bell immediately, I will come right away!"

- Damn, children nowadays are too precocious. What kind of earthy love words can be said, calm! I am a married person!

The female doctor left the ward as if she was running for her life.

A simple sentence made her want to be gone.

Such a reaction is just like... being super cute.

Zhong Yuan was shocked. No way, I'm not being cute!

He hurriedly checked his ability and was shocked to find that super cuteness, like his telepathy, had become a passive ability...

"…………"

As soon as the doctor left, there was no one to talk to, and he was forced to listen to all kinds of voices again.

——He likes older people? He is twelve years younger than me. I can't let my husband down! What kind of a thing is my husband? He doesn't come home all day!

——There are many new people in the military region this year. The competition is too fierce. I have no way out... I have to find a way.

——I was cheated! Fuck the God of War! It's obviously the God of Plague! I'm stupid and want to go to their team!

——Haha, people like you can only go to Simi Country.

——Are you crazy? Wang Yue helped the child of 808 to extend the special care bed for a month! He is not a captain-level strongman! Let him stay for three more days at most and then drive him away!

Buzz buzz buzz!

Buzz buzz buzz!

A group of people are talking in his head, and he can't stop talking.

Zhong Yuan's expression is distorted, and he wants to plug his ear holes.

It's useless.

When he doesn't do anything, especially when he can't concentrate, the voices of people around him will be infinitely amplified, occupying his mind and making him extremely annoyed.

Zhong Yuan's reason for wanting to continue to stay in the hospital is simple - to observe the suspicious man in the white coat.

I stayed in the hospital for a day and learned a lot.

That person was also one of the doctors in charge of the eighth floor, named Li Dao.

The medical staff respected him.

It can be inferred from this that Li Daoying is a powerful Xu Neng.

He is responsible for the two most difficult wards to treat. I'm usually away in the morning and come in the afternoon, staying only for two or three hours.

"That night, Li Dao and Mr. Bai must have done something to me."

"Mr. Bai is my savior. He used some kind of ability to save me. Without him, I would just become a vegetative state and lie in the hospital. Unfortunately, I didn't see my face and only heard a little voice... "

"Well, these people outside are so annoying...can't you just be quiet?"

The corridor is very quiet. Even if there are people talking together, most of them will not make a noise, but choose to whisper.

Zhong Yuan looked sad.

It's noisy.

Although he heard some interesting things, he was in no mood to investigate.

After a while, the female doctor named Wang Yue personally brought him lunch.

Explosive and rich.

Braised pork ribs, prawns in tomato sauce, steamed chicken with mushrooms, spicy shredded potatoes, stir-fried beans, kelp pork ribs soup.

Plus a cup of yogurt, two slices of watermelon, a handful of nuts, and a small piece of cake.

There are a lot of meat dishes, at least twice as much.

It’s also lunch for the special care ward, but it’s definitely not that much.

The female doctor's cheeks were hot and she whispered, "You are still growing, eat more."

"Thank you doctor."

Zhong Yuan picked up a piece of watermelon and took a bite.

Refreshing sweetness fills the mouth.

The lost sense of taste is back, and I feel hungry if I don't eat.

It’s the feeling of being alive.

Despite the inconvenience, Zhong Yuan was so moved that he wanted to cry.

I devoured the watermelon in three mouthfuls and started to eat.

When the female doctor saw this, she was full of love for him and said with a smile, "Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry, be careful of choking."

——Damn it, he is so cute, I really want to hug him.

Hearing her voice, Zhong Yuan couldn't help but be slightly startled.

No, when did super cuteness have such a good effect on humans?

Zhong Yuan remained calm and glanced at the female doctor.

I saw a pair of almond-shaped eyes full of wolf-like desire, as if they would pounce at any time.

He suddenly lost his appetite and whispered, "I can't eat anymore..."

Seeing that he had only eaten half of his meal, the female doctor hurriedly said, "How about I ask the cafeteria to make you some sweet porridge."

Zhong Yuan frowned and said, "No need to bother."

The female doctor's eyes were gentle and she said, "It doesn't matter. This is the best hospital in Upper East City. Everything is for patients."

As she said this, she finally couldn't bear it anymore and actually extended her hand to Zhong Yuan.

Seeing that he was about to be molested by her, Zhong Yuan's face turned cold and he said in a cold voice, "Don't touch me."

Invisible murderous intent surged, and the temperature in the ward dropped sharply.

The fingertips were only two centimeters away from the face, and the hand retracted as if it was electrocuted.

The female doctor said anxiously, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean that..."

The young man had a cold expression and clearly refused further contact.

So, she had no choice but to leave the ward sadly carrying the lunch box.

——What did I do wrong? He just said clearly that he wants to see me every day... I have already planned to divorce my husband. Well, I applied to be on duty tonight and stay with him!

This woman is absolutely crazy!

How can a super cute person be so strong!

Zhong Yuan was shocked and suddenly looked at his hands.

There are bloody, pink palms.

Hot blood flows in the veins under the skin.

This body is a living human body with breathing and heartbeat.

Could it be...

At this moment, the elevator door opened.

Li Dao, wearing a white coat, walked out of the elevator.

When he is not speaking, the corners of his mouth always maintain a natural upturned look, which makes people feel good at a glance.

Going up to the eighth floor, he walked towards Ward 802.

There is also a special care unit, but it is a two-person room.

The patient inside, an attack expert, had a broken arm. The wound was repeatedly infected and could not be healed after a long period of treatment.

There is also an auxiliary system: kidney failure. He is even more weak than his waist. He is already relying on a life support device to survive.