The infinite choice system of the city

"Tell me the person you want to heal, no matter where the person is in the world, I can cure all their physical illnesses, please make a decision within 3 minutes." The female elf said.

"Mu Qianlian, I want to ask you to cure Mu Qianlian's inability to speak!" Bai Huang said.

The reason why he completed choice one was to get the reward of healing elves.

If the reason why Mu Qianlian did not speak was really related to the car accident seven years ago, then is it very possible that the car accident caused Mu Qianlian to lose the ability to speak?

Or, is there another deeper reason?

Chapter 38

I received a notice from the editor that this book will be available for purchase at [-]:[-] noon tomorrow. I know that many readers will complain, but there is no way. The author also needs to eat. If there is no source of income, how will the author live.

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Chapter 125 The Real Answer

There are many complicated factors in this, apart from Mu Qianlian and Mu Lin, there is probably no third person who knows the real answer.

After hearing Mr. Mu Lin's reminder last night, Bai Huang knew that he couldn't ask anything from Mu Qianlian, but it was a pity that Mr. Mu Lin himself was too flustered to ask.

Since there was a reward for healing the elves this time, let him explore the real answer by himself.

At this time, due to hearing Bai Huang's order just now, the healing elf has now closed his eyes, and there is a green light around his body, as if he is sensing something.

About two or three seconds later, the healing elf opened his eyes, "Sorry, the person you said to be cured doesn't have any physical illnesses, so he can't be cured."

Just now, the healing elf launched his own perceptual world to locate Mu Qianlian, but found that Mu Qianlian did not conform to the healing rules.

In other words, people who are asymptomatic do not need to be cured at all.

"Is that so, there is no illness..."

Lowering his head, Bai Huang muttered to himself.

Such a result can be said to be an accident, or it can be said to be guesswork, after all, he has considered many different results before.

Now that I know the final truth all at once, I feel somewhat emotional.

It seems that Mu Qianlian was not born with a loss of language ability, but acquired it.

Combining some information that Mr. Mu Lin said before, it is almost certain that Mu Qianlian should have stopped talking seven years ago.

In all likelihood, it was because of the car accident that lost his parents seven years ago...

What kind of emotional breakdown does it take to make a person decide not to say a word for seven years?

Even though Bai Huang had experienced far more than ordinary people, it was still difficult to figure out what kind of mood Mu Qianlian was in at that time.

To put it bluntly, it is impossible for someone who has not experienced the same thing as Mu Qianlian to understand Mu Qianlian's mood at that time.

Of course there will be empathy in this world, but 100% empathy is impossible even for the closest relatives.

Such a conclusion is depressing, but it is the most essential reality.

"You still have one and a half minutes to choose the target to be healed again." The healing elf said.

Raising his head, Bai Huang looked at the healing elf and said, "My right arm is a little sore, please help me heal it."

"Are you sure you want to use the healing opportunity for this kind of thing?" The healing elf asked confirmingly.

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you." Bai Huang didn't hesitate at all.

Now that it has been learned that Mu Qianlian has no physical illness, there is nothing to be cured, not to mention wasted.

"Okay, I understand." Flapping its little wings, the healing elf flew to Bai Huang's right arm, leaned forward and kissed his right arm with his small face.

It's amazing that after healed the elf, Bai Huang suddenly felt no pain in his right arm.

No, it's not right, it's because there is no soreness in the whole body, and it feels like a new life, and the whole body is light.

"Okay, the healing has been completed, I take my leave."

Bending towards Bai Huang, the healing elf flew into the small vortex, probably returning to his own elf world.

After standing still for a while, Bai Huang left the back mountain, walking unhurriedly.

It's just that, as time passed by second by second, the pace under his feet undoubtedly became faster, as if he was about to do something very urgent.

After a few minutes, Bai Huang came to the corridor of Class 31, stood in the distance and peeked at the situation in the class, wondering if Li Yu had come.

Looking at it, Bai Huang found that everyone in the class was chatting happily, which made him directly understand one thing, that is, Li Yu hasn't come yet!

Usually Li Yu is always on time for class, but this time he was really lucky, and it happened that Li Yu was late.

God treats him well!

Stretching his legs, Bai Huang walked with an unrecognizable pace, with his hands in his pockets, looking very airy.

During this kind of celebration, he naturally wanted to return to the classroom with a high profile.

As for the absenteeism and the like mentioned earlier, let's just pretend that he didn't say it, the past is in the past, and it doesn't matter.