Let the system try to save the world

When Xitong woke up, he felt as if all the bones in his body had been broken. He moved his fingers and found that there was a bag of glucose stuck in his hand.

The extreme deficiency of spiritual energy caused the meridians that had just been opened to clamor in dissatisfaction. He silently began to practice basic body refining techniques, absorbing the scattered spiritual energy from all around bit by bit.

"It's okay." Shen Anzhi's worried face appeared in sight, "I prescribed a bag of glucose as you asked, and the doctor also said that you were too tired."

"It's okay." Xitong shook her head slightly. Glucose is better than nothing in treating the deficiency of spiritual energy. It can only be said that it is not completely useless.

"Tsk, one bag of glucose is nothing. Open three bags and put them on my account." Lu Jingming held his hand that was not pierced with the needle. "Five bags, ten bags, I'll take them all. Go home and drink them."

"You don't have to pay for it. I have medical insurance." Xitong pushed his hand away with disdain. "Do you think I'll get diabetes after drinking so much glucose?"

Lu Jingming laughed awkwardly and said in surprise, "I didn't know you knew these things before. Who taught you?"

"It's a family heirloom." Xitong made up a story.

"So that's how it is. Your father also knows these things." Lu Jingming suddenly realized, "But isn't Xi Qihuang an actor?"

"My father in my previous life taught me this." Xitong had to say, "Do you really have to dig into this?"

"Okay." Lu Jingming said honestly.

"How is Xiuguo?" Xitong looked at Qian Jiashan on the side.

"Guo'er is doing fine and has been transferred out of the emergency room. The doctor said that the condition will stabilize tomorrow and the equipment can be removed." Xiuguo is now in a sterile ward. Qian Jiashan cannot enter. After hearing the doctor say that his condition is stable, he stayed by Xitong's bed. He shook Xitong's hand gratefully, "Thank you, Mr. Xi."

"And this Mr. Shen..." Qian Jiashan scratched her head embarrassedly, "There are so many medicinal herbs, and Mr. Shen remembered them after just one hearing."

Xitong couldn't help but look at Shen Anzhi twice more. The latter pursed his lips and smiled very gently, "Long illness makes a good doctor. I have prescribed medicine for my family several times, and I can recite the names of the medicines a little faster."

"How do you feel now? Would you mind explaining this to my friends?" Qian Jiashan said in a humble tone, "There's no rush now. You can take some rest."

"Okay." Xitong nodded.

Qian Jiashan dialed the number and the person on the other end picked up the phone quickly, obviously having been waiting.

"Hello, I'm Jin Zuyi." The alpha on the other side of the screen smiled sincerely, "I heard everything from Jiashan. Thank you for saving Guo'er. It's really a big trouble for you."

"It's really troublesome." Xitong didn't want to give him a good face. He gave up the comfortable air-conditioned house in the hot summer and drove all the way here. "I heard that Xiuguo has always regarded you as his brother. You should stop him from not taking human life seriously."

"Haha..." Jin Zuyi laughed awkwardly.

"I will visit him often during this period." Xitong continued.

"Is this too much trouble for you?" Jin Zuyi looked a little embarrassed.

"Yes." Xitong nodded. "Your brother is indeed a genius. That blueprint is not the complete version, but just an incomplete concept. I had planned to discuss it together after we both confirmed our cooperative relationship."

"He substituted some of the materials I didn't write down with substitutes on his own, and then..." Xitong said carefully, "he tried it rashly. From what I saw today, the effect of the medicine should be good. I will continue to follow up on his use."

Just fine? Jin Zuyi's expression was stiff. What does that mean? He heard from Qian Jiashan that when Xiu Guoer was sent to the emergency room, she was covered in blood and completely unconscious.

This also indirectly proved that this child was not the second-generation rich kid he imagined. His ability might be greater than any of them imagined.

"I really don't know how to repay you. If there is anything I can do to help, just let me know." Jin Zuyi could only say, "Guo'er was brought up by me and a few friends. To be honest, he is like my brother as well as my son. It would be hard for me to accept losing him."

"I'll consider it." Xi Tong did not refuse. "After Xiuguo is discharged from the hospital, I will work with him to advance the research and development of the body-quenching liquid - the body-quenching liquid is the medicine he took this time. I hope it will be on the market as soon as possible. I have to ask Mr. Jin and Mr. Cheng for help."

"As long as it passes the clinical trial," Jin Zuyi said, "I'll do my best."

"There are others looking for you, so I'll take my leave now." Jin Zuyi seemed to have seen something, and moved his eyes back to the screen and said to Xi Tong, "Contact us anytime."

"Okay." Xitong hung up the phone, and less than a minute later, an unexpected person called.

Xi Tong was a little surprised. He thought the person Jin Zuyi was talking about would be Lu He. They had been in contact more frequently recently and their relationship had gradually become closer.

"Hello, Xiaotong." The person opposite was even more beautiful than Xitong. The two had similar eyebrows and eyes. Their blood relationship could be clearly seen from their identical brown amber pupils. "Can we talk alone?"

Xitong raised her eyes and saw the people sitting in a circle saying that they wanted to go to the toilet or drink water, and walked out of the single ward one by one.

"It's been a long time, A001." The cold air from the air conditioner blew the apricot-colored curtains in the ward, and the person on the other side of the screen smiled brightly.

"Xi Qihuang." Xi Tong called out his name, "Who are you?"

"How rude." Xi Qihuang smiled somewhat disappointedly, "You haven't changed at all."

"Let me introduce myself first." Xi Qihuang said seriously, "A001, you know better than anyone that each small world is based on the Son of Luck, running one story after another, just like a giant tree with countless branches. When pests appear on the branches or they grow poorly, we taskers have to prune them."

We are the taskers. Xitong did not interrupt him, thinking about something absentmindedly.

"We all call the person who planted this tree the Lord God." Xi Qi Huang said, "And I am the original son of destiny."

Xi Qihuang curled the corners of his mouth stiffly, "At that time, that young Lord God was really not good at making up stories."

He sighed, "That story is long and boring, so I won't go into details. Anyway, I fought with Him for hundreds of years? Or thousands of years? Tens of thousands of years? He was finally fed up with me and came to me and asked me how I could finish the story according to His script."

"I told him..." Xi Qihuang patted his face.

"Silly O, dream on." Xitong replied, "You gave Him a middle finger."

"You still have these memories." Xi Qihuang smacked his lips.

"No, He pretends that He doesn't care at all, but He actually hates you to death." Xitong said, "He cursed you countless times in the system space, saying that you will never be able to open another bottle in your life, that you will bite your tongue when eating, choke when drinking cold water, etc. I just happened to hear it."

Xi Qihuang was silent for a long time, then raised his middle finger to the sky again.

"In the end, He still agreed to let this initial sapling of mine grow in the direction I wanted." Xi Qi Huang put down his hand, "But this stingy god painted a pie for me. He promised me that as long as I can solve the problem of 10,000 world bubbles in the future and prove that I am right, He will give me a chance to start over."

"You did it." Xitong said without any doubt.

"Yes, I did." Xi Qi Huang said with a smile, "Before I embarked on this long journey, He gave me you, the original system, A001."

"I am glad to meet my fellow traveller here in this state."

"You don't seem very surprised." Xitong asked.

"Of course." Xi Qihuang grabbed a bag of snacks and opened it. "What kind of person would name his son System?"

"Where is the previous owner of this body?" Xitong asked.

"You mean the original Xitong?" Xi Qihuang paused while chewing. "In his previous life, he did have a soul, but in this life, he is just a clay doll made by the Lord God, a heartless puppet made by the Lord God to fill in the blanks of the plot."

"He only laughs at every scene that should laugh and cries at every scene that should cry according to the plot." Xi Qihuang leaned on the sofa and continued to eat snacks. "Don't blame me for anything. My feelings are very precious, and I don't have the habit of playing with a clay man."

The similar amber pupils of the two people were like a bottomless pool of water, at the bottom of which lay a piece of eternal ice.

Ten years are enough for a person to mature mentally, a hundred years are enough for a person to grow from birth to death, and a thousand years is enough for a dynasty to collapse.

Having lived for so long, it is probably difficult for them to be moved.