Let the system try to save the world

After hanging up the phone, Xitong pushed Lu Jingming, who was leaning on her shoulder, away with one finger and said, "Let's go home."

Lu Jingming was not angry either. He pointed at Xitong's feet and squatted on the ground. "Don't go home yet. I'll carry you to the hospital."

I didn't expect him to notice it. Xitong pursed his lips. Except for the severe pain at the beginning, now his entire left foot is numb from the pain. He has been walking with perseverance all this time.

Xitong refused, "No, I can walk by myself."

"Why would you walk?" Lu Jingming rushed over and pulled him up from the ground. "You're just like your father. Don't you cry out in pain when you get hurt?"

"My vixen father?" Xitong repeated.

"I was wrong!" Lu Jingming slapped his mouth twice in regret. He muttered, "I said this was your trick. Who are you pretending to be strong for?"

"Because it really doesn't hurt." Xitong supported his shoulders. Half of his body was helpless in Lu Jingming's arms, which made him feel very dangerous. "Can you not hold me like a tree?"

"Wouldn't it be enough if you just behaved earlier?" Lu Jingming didn't spare her words, but he still gently put Xitong on the ground, "Here, get on my back."

"Are you okay?" Xitong touched the boy's not-so-broad back and said distrustfully.

"Alpha can't say no." Lu Jingming replied him.

"Then do you want to do better?" Xitong lay on his shoulder and wrapped her arms around his neck.

The hot air Xitong exhaled blew on Lu Jingming's ears, and he felt a little itchy in his heart. Lu Jingming felt that this feeling was too strange, and he shouted, "Speak properly!"

"Why didn't I speak properly?" Xitong was frightened by him. "It's the middle of the night, please don't shout and disturb others, okay?"

"Okay." Lu Jingming thought he was unlucky and steadied his legs. "What did you just say?"

"Wake up at six tomorrow morning and show me how capable you are."

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The next morning, the elderly people who were exercising in the villa area saw a strange sight.

"Get down." Xitong held a mobile phone in one hand to record the video and a crutch in the other, and hit Lu Jingming on the back with a wave of her hand.

"Ah!" Lu Jingming screamed, his knees made an unpleasant sore sound, and he slowly took a lunge.

"Hey, is your knee disabled?" With a snap, the crutch hit Lu Jingming's knee as if it had eyes.

"Xitong! Don't go too far!" Lu Jingming howled and leaned over, making a relatively standard posture. The school was close to home, and he hadn't gotten up at six o'clock in almost a year.

"You said it yourself, Alpha can't say no." Xitong hit him with the stick again. The force was not very strong each time, but it would still hurt if he didn't dodge.

"I am a magnanimous person and I don't want to bully you." Lu Jingming spent more than an hour under the whip of a stick to complete the basic body-building technique. He was so tired that he was sweating and sat down on the ground.

Xitong pushed his wheelchair over. When he went to the hospital last night, the doctors and nurses on duty were all shocked. Xitong thought it was not a big deal, but at Lu Jingming's insistence, he sat in the wheelchair obediently, with his left foot and calf wrapped like a big dumpling.

"Is this all?" Xitong turned off the video and poked the man who looked like a pile of rotten meat with his crutch. Lu Jingming's physical fitness was really of great reference value. When his foot injury got better, he could cut this into the video as a control group.

"No...no." Lu Jingming panted and waved his hands, "You are not seeking revenge, are you?"

"Waste, do I need to do that?" Xitong poked his sore thigh again, "Get up."

Lu Jingming wanted to retort, but he looked at Xitong tiredly and was too tired to speak.

"Hey, what's going on?" The curious old man came to morning exercise on time yesterday. When he saw Xitong sitting in a wheelchair, he couldn't help but ask a few more questions.

"I got a little hurt." Xitong said without further ado, "I haven't forgotten what I promised you. I'll train a new model."

"Okay, okay." The old man laughed heartily, "Is this your brother?"

"Yeah." Xitong nodded, "He is better than me, he must have practiced better than me."

"I'll wait and see." The old man couldn't help but look at Lu Jingming twice more. Lu Jingming gritted his teeth, stood up shakily, and pretended to be refreshed.

"This is the first time someone praises me." Lu Jingming said in a low voice after the old man left.

"Where did I praise you?" Xitong asked puzzledly.

"You said I was better than you." Lu Jingming scratched his face in embarrassment. "Let me make it clear, I'm not going to learn from you and dismantle the table. You've broken your leg."

"Oh, I'm just telling the truth." Xi Tong shook his head. When he saw Lu Jingming protecting Shen Anzhi on the surveillance camera, he had basically let go of his prejudice against Lu Jingming.

Physical strength can be acquired through training, but mental strength is innate. Although he hated Chen Tianci and was afraid of his power, Lu Jingming dared to face this threat and stood firmly in front of Shen Anzhi.

"Do you think I will like you if you praise me like this?" Lu Jingming raised his chin and put his hands on his waist and said, "I won't call you brother."

"Why do I need you to like me? Can your liking be eaten?" Xitong tilted her head.

"You are so shameless." Lu Jingming was almost crying because of him. He swore, "I will never like you again in my life."

"The best." Xitong poked the ground with his cane and pulled the wheelchair forward, "Are you still going to fight? I originally planned to fight twice, but who knew you were so stupid. If you don't want to fight, go home and have breakfast quickly."

"Hit me again!" Lu Jingming said unconvinced.

After barely finishing a set of basic body-building techniques, Lu Jingming was completely unable to stand up. Xitong poked him again and again with his crutches, but he collapsed on the ground and refused to get up. Xitong had no choice but to call a nanny from the Lu family to help him onto the wheelchair and push him back, while Xitong followed slowly behind on crutches.

"I can't do it anymore." After forcing himself to finish taking a shower, Lu Jingming mechanically stuffed noodles into his mouth. The noodles were made from chicken soup with an egg in the base and a handful of chopped green onions sprinkled on the surface. It smelled fragrant. This was what Xitong had ordered from the chef at home the night before. It would be easier to digest for Lu Jingming, who was practicing basic body training for the first time.

The chef standing aside was stunned. He had been in the Lu family for quite some time. People always said that the young boy would eat his father out of money, but this was the first time he saw Lu Jingming eating the food while it was being cooked in the pot. He even began to worry that the noodles he prepared in the morning might not be enough.

"How do you feel?" Xitong was much more elegant in eating than him. She put down her chopsticks early and watched him eat from the side.

"Well... tired! And hungry!" Lu Jingming thought for a while and said.

"…What about the others?"

"What else?" Lu Jingming swallowed the noodles in his mouth and patted his lower abdomen. "I felt a warm feeling in my lower abdomen, but it wasn't obvious. Now it's gone."

Xitong's eyes flickered, "I know."