Let the system try to save the world

"Mr. Xi, how do you feel now?" After removing the needle, the nurse did not let Xitong leave. She motioned Xitong to wait for a moment. An older alpha quickly strode into Xitong's ward.

"Li Yangping." The old alpha had some gray hair, but he was in good spirits, with a gleam in his eyes. He took the lead in extending his hand and shaking hands with Xitong.

The doctor who had met him once in the emergency room introduced him, "This is Director Li of our hospital. He is also an experienced doctor who has been practicing medicine on the front line for many years."

"Xi Tong." Xi Tong stretched out his hand. He briefly checked the man's resume. Li Yangping's medical style was vigorous and resolute, his medical skills were superb, and his medical ethics were noble. He was indeed a medical expert who integrated knowledge and practice.

"I'm really sorry to bother you in this situation. The thirteen needles are superb. The patient's condition has stabilized now, and none of us dare to remove them. Please move on, sir." Li Yangping smiled. There was no arrogance in the tone of a doctor who had been practicing medicine for many years. "The Thirteen Ghost Needles have been lost for a long time. I didn't expect to see them in the hands of a young talent like Mr. Xi. It is a great fortune for us."

"Thank you, it's a compliment." Xitong nodded and walked quickly under the guidance of Xiuguo's attending doctor. "I will compile some other acupuncture methods of the Thirteen Ghost Needles that I know into a book. You can put it in major universities for people to learn. You can pick some doctors who have studied this aspect, teach them first, and then let them pass it on to others little by little."

Li Yangping did not expect such an unexpected surprise. He originally thought that such unique secrets were mostly not passed on to outsiders. He was not greedy and had never thought of forcing Xitong to hand over the acupuncture techniques. It would be enough for him to take the time to demonstrate it a few times. How much to learn depends on one's ability. Xitong was actually very generous and was willing to teach it to all practitioners.

"I thank you on behalf of all my colleagues in the Acupuncture Department." Li Yangping said sincerely.

"That's nothing." Xitong shook his head. "Needle technique is not my invention. I just used other people's achievements. Besides, even if I come up with more achievements, I still don't have the innovation and imagination of humans."

"Mr. Xi is too modest. It is certainly admirable to be able to step into dangerous situations that ordinary people do not understand, but who says that those who build steps for future generations are not great?" Li Yangping said.

"I'm just a primary school student who has just entered the medical field. You don't have to call me Mr.," Xitong said. "Just call me Xiaotong like my father."

"Haha, then I won't refuse and will call you Xiaotong." Li Yangping said with a smile.

Removing a needle is much simpler than inserting it. What's more, Xiu Guo has basically completed the process of drawing Qi into his body. The overly powerful body-quenching fluid has unblocked all his meridians like big rivers, and any martial arts he practices from now on will be able to make rapid progress. The tiny wounds on his body have already condensed a trace of spiritual energy. As long as Xitong is careful not to destroy these thin spiritual energies when removing the needles, it will be enough to protect the needle holes and prevent heavy bleeding again.

Xiuguo woke up when Xitong removed the first needle. Qi and blood are the source of life. Excessive blood loss caused him to feel drowsy, and he had been sleeping the whole time.

Isn't this the young "doctor" who stabbed people so viciously? Xiu Guo glanced around and was almost startled.

What's going on? Why are half of the hospital's people running into my ward? And there's a camera pointed at me? Isn't that Vice President Li Yangping standing outside the window?

Could it be? Am I dying? Xiu Guo's heart was in turmoil. He looked for Qian Jiashan, the only relative around him.

"There's nothing to record." Xitong quickly pulled out the needle and threw it into the yellow medical waste sharps box. "His situation is not replicable. Just pull it out normally."

Nothing to record? Xiu Guo looked at Xi Tong with horror.

"You won't die." Xitong noticed his eyes and comforted him, because I will make you live a life worse than death later.

Where can you find such a comforting doctor? The group of medical staff behind him all showed indescribable expressions, but the patient was very pleased and winked at Xitong fiercely.

"Get well." Xitong said her final words of comfort before leaving the hospital and boarding the bus home.

Lu Jingming's motorcycle was confiscated by the traffic police who followed him because of speeding and illegal modification. He had to pay the fine and ask his friends who played with cars to redeem his beloved motorcycle.

The question is that he is still a minor and does not have a motorcycle driver's license.

Xitong had long wanted to get rid of his flashy motorcycle, so of course he wouldn't go with him to the traffic police to redeem the motorcycle. He was short of money and in no hurry, and so was Shen Anzhi. The two of them got on the bus together.

There were many people on the bus. Xitong stood in the bus with his head down, thinking. Shen Anzhi's palms were sweating. He secretly hooked his little finger, and when he saw that Xitong did not shake it off, he took advantage of the situation and held his whole hand tightly.

Xitong's thoughts were interrupted by him and he pulled his hand away.

"I was afraid you would fall." Shen Anzhi explained nonchalantly and put the hand that he had held Xitong's into his trouser pocket.

"It hurts." Xitong explained. This kid had really strong hands. Who knows what he ate to grow up. He squeezed his metacarpal bones so hard that it hurt.

"Sorry." Shen Anzhi felt a little guilty, "I didn't use much strength..."

Perhaps it is said that beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. In just over a week, Shen Anzhi had learned more about this classmate whom she had hardly spoken to for three years.

He had never seen such a person in the past ten years of his life. In the past ten days, he saw Xitong calmly destroy Chen Tianci's family, Xitong crushing the marble countertop with one foot, chatting with Gu Yugui, riding a motorcycle through the streets and alleys, and even curing diseases and saving lives.

Shen Anzhi couldn't imagine how the Creator created such a being that was full of wildness and pure as a blank sheet of paper. He chased those tea-gold eyes that were like the sun like a moth to a flame. He couldn't help but continue to understand Xitong. The more he understood, the more he felt he was deeply trapped in it.

Maybe one day he will be burned to pieces. Shen Anzhi smiled bitterly. If that day comes, he will be happy with it.

Xitong put her hand over his arm, lowered her head and opened her phone, "It's more stable this way."

"Oh, oh." On the air-conditioned bus, Shen Anzhi felt that she was exposed to the scorching sun of July again, with beads of sweat oozing out of her back little by little.

Xitong ignored his mood and posted a job notice online.

He had more and more things to do, and the first final exam of the senior year was in the first month after the start of school. Xitong had no interest and no time to play house with the human cubs. He planned to apply for home study after getting first place in the grade in the final exam as agreed with Lu He.

The edited recruitment information was quickly posted on the website, and Xitong put away his phone.

…Recruiting a civilian secretary. No gender or age limit, conscientious and responsible in work, strong verbal expression ability, and relevant working experience in any major such as intelligent machinery, life science or medicine, new media operation, etc., experienced candidates are preferred…

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