Ten Years Undercover: Traveling Through Time to Obtain the Divine System

eight pm.

Qian Xiaotian logged into the live broadcast room. As soon as the broadcast started, the number of people increased at a rocket speed. After a while, the number of people in the Yinyu live broadcast room exceeded the 30 million mark, and there were more than [-] people in the Magic Shark live broadcast room.

Obviously, many netizens have been waiting for a long time.

"Good evening to all the family members in the live broadcast room. Welcome everyone to listen to Qian Xiaotian's story show on time. Today we are talking about the second volume of Ghost Blowing the Lamp, Longling Mysterious Cave."

Qian Xiaotian didn't talk nonsense, went straight to the point, cleared his throat, and started his anchor career today.

Anyang City, Northern Xinjiang Province.

In Xingfu Garden Community, there is an old residential building on the fifth floor.

The ordinary layout of two bedrooms and one living room is only about 70 square meters by visual inspection. It is an old-fashioned decoration. Even if the lights are turned on in the living room, it seems a little dim.

In the living room, the LCD TV was playing international football matches. A slightly stout middle-aged man sat on the old-fashioned sofa. On the glass coffee table in front of the man, there were a few side dishes and a bottle of low-quality liquor.

Qian Wanwan picked up two and a half wine glasses, tilted his head slightly, took a deep sip, felt the spiciness in his mouth, savored it for a while, and then swallowed it.

After taking a bite of the pickled vegetables and a few peanuts, he put down his chopsticks and looked at the TV with a confused look.

Touching the bandage on his head, Qian Wanwan sighed softly, feeling bitter in his heart.

The hemp rope is picked at the thinnest part and broken, and the bad luck is found only at the misfortune. This is true!

Today when I was inspecting machinery in the factory, I fell again from a three-meter-high platform. Fortunately, the fall was not serious and there was only a cut on my head.

This is the third time this has happened to him this month. At first, he didn't care. Several close colleagues also teased him, saying that he was old and no longer useful.

But as such accidents happened frequently, Qian Wanwan finally felt that something was wrong. He was not yet 50 years old. As he got older, his hands and feet would indeed become more and more clumsy, but he would not always fall down. Bar?

Moreover, his hands and feet would feel weak from time to time, which made Qian Wanwan murmur in his heart, but he still didn't take it seriously.

Until half a month ago, during the physical examination at the factory, Qian Wanwan was told that there was something wrong with his body and that various indicators were abnormal, and it was recommended to do a systematic check-up.

With a worried heart, Qian Wanwan went to the city hospital for a full-body checkup, and mentioned to the doctor that he always had no strength to fall over.

Finally the diagnosis was made... ALS, also known as amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, is a disease of the motor neuron system. This disease is basically incurable and can only prolong the life span.

And as his condition worsens, these reactions will become more and more obvious. Eventually, his muscles will atrophy and he will be unable to take care of himself. In the most severe cases, he will be unable to eat and eventually die.

Qian Wanwan was stunned on the spot after hearing this. In the end, only two words echoed in his mind, and that was...death.

If a doctor tells you how long it will take for your disease to be cured, it is very likely that he is not accurate.

But if the doctor tells you how long you can live, don't worry, it will be accurate.

Qian Wanwan did not tell his family about the incident, but lied that he had arthritis and that was why he fell.

He never drank heavily before. Only when friends or family got together, he would drink a little, not for health, but to save money.

Although his monthly salary is nearly 6000 yuan, which is a high income in this small city, he has two children and parents to support at home.

His wife Wu Meili rented a small stall in an above-ground shopping mall, selling some clothes and so on. It used to be pretty good and she earned more than him. But in recent years, since the Internet has become more and more developed, online stores, micro stores, and live broadcasts with goods have become more and more popular. , the emergence of e-commerce and so on, the business of physical stores plummeted.

Nowadays, the business is getting worse day by day. Sometimes it is not open even for a day. If it is too expensive, people will not buy it. If it is too cheap, there will be no profit. So Wu Meili decided to quit when the lease is up next month.

In this way, all the family's expenses have to depend on his salary, which is okay. Although life is a little tight, his salary is still enough for the family's expenses.

But contrary to expectations, his illness can be hidden from his family, but not from the factory. Moreover, his illness is not considered a work injury, so by the end of this month, he is unemployed.

This was a huge blow to Qian Wanwan. He had to bear the pressure of death alone, and his family also had to shoulder the responsibility of supporting the family. This was like the last straw, which completely crushed Qian Wanwan. .

Alas, I don’t know how that bastard is doing now?If you think about it carefully, I'm afraid I haven't called home for nearly three months, right?

Qian Wanwan sighed deeply in his heart, missing his son a little.

A mother is worried when her son travels thousands of miles away, and he is even more so as a father. Although his son is a bit ignorant, after all, he is his millionaire son. He is thousands of miles away and there is no news yet. How can he not be worried?

Just when Qian Wanwan was stunned, his wife Wu Meili walked out of the bathroom wearing home clothes, holding several wet report sheets in her hands.

"Old Qian, why didn't you tell your family about this? Huh? You're still hiding it from me. I'm going to tell you that something's not right with you during this time. You've been out of energy all day, as if you've lost your soul."

Wu Meili slapped the wet hospital diagnosis certificate on the coffee table. Her eyes were red from crying, and her face was sad and angry.

Qian Wanwan slowly raised his head and glanced at Wu Meili, and then at the white paper on the coffee table. He had mixed feelings in his heart. He wanted to say it, but he didn't know what to say yet. He didn't know what to say. He still felt uncomfortable.

Wu Meili sat down on the sofa and fell silent. There was sadness on her face that could not be concealed.

She checked it on her mobile phone in the bathroom, and came to a simple understanding of the disease, that is... it cannot be cured.

In an instant, she felt that the sky was falling. Qian Wanwan was the backbone of the family. Once he fell, the family would be over.

Now Kexin has just finished the college entrance examination. Although the final results have not yet come out, judging from past results, key universities will definitely be fine.

I was just looking forward to the day, but the result was... alas!

Wu Meili looked at the man in front of her, and her heart hurt like a knife.

Qian Wanwan stretched out his thick and powerful arm, patted Wu Meili on the shoulder, and murmured: "Meili, I am incompetent. You have been wronged over the years. You have worked so hard for this child Xiaotian."

"After following me for so many years, I still can't let you live a good life. I feel guilty!"

Wu Meili grabbed Qian Wanwan's rough hands and held them tightly. Her lips trembled slightly and her eyes were full of tears. She choked and said: "Old Qian, no matter how much hardship I have to endure for you and this family, I'm not afraid either. Since I, Wu Meili, chose to marry you, I'm not afraid of living a hard life."

"But...but...you, wuwuwu, why? Why? Wuwuwu..."

Wu Meili finally collapsed at this moment, lying on Qian Wanwan's shoulder and crying loudly.

Qian Wanwan moved his mouth, but in the end he chose to remain silent. His eyes were a little moist and cloudy. He picked up the wine glass and took a long sip.