Chapter 7 will eventually turn into a butterfly

He, Lin Yuan, tried his best to block this kid, but this was an internal matter of the Bai family, and if he interfered, he would break the rules in the circle.

The Lin family also has its own position, and when it comes to that time, he can't help himself.

Although it won't be hidden for long, it can be avoided at least temporarily and delay a little more time to prepare.

This is also one of the reasons why he doesn't want Bai An to know about his condition, the child's mouth, you can't expect him to be so strong.

It's all about it, but it's all a matter of a moment.

I saw Dr. Yuan unscrew his glasses and wipe the lenses carefully, in an extraordinarily slow, leisurely posture that belongs to the elderly.

Unhurried.

"In the Fourth Hospital of our Jiang Province, there is still a bit of professionalism in keeping patient information confidential. ”

Lin Yuan exhaled. This is not an ordinary person, with his status, since he has spoken out, the matter is settled.

"Thank you. ”

The old man glanced at him with cloudy eyes without glasses and shook his head slightly.

At this time, Bai An, who was lying on the bed obediently, was full of thoughts, but how to change the ward first.

The ordinary ward represents a life span of 10 days.

Life is the process of substituting one anxiety for another, and one desire for another.

Like Li Weiqi in the past, it is also like the original Bai An.

Talking about him now.

I want to live, even in a strange world, dragging a terminally ill body, I want to live incomparably.

It's not about fear, it's just the human instinct to yearn for life in the Jedi. If you have encountered such a miracle as rebirth, then recovery from a terminal illness is not a luxury.

But there is pain everywhere in this world, and what is more lasting and hurtful than pain is that there is a waiting of hope everywhere.

It is extremely difficult to endure this process, and even if you know that you can survive, you will inevitably suffer from gains and losses.

Because once the sustenance goes wrong, it will be an abyss and will not see the light of day.

System 0 quietly looks at his new host, and if he does not face the threat of loss, he will not know how to be precious. The function of the system is not omnipotent, he is just the product of advanced scientific and technological experiments and the cultivation of young people, and the treatment is not what he is good at, not to mention the technical limitations of federal laws.

Terminal illness can indeed be cured, but it cannot be cured overnight.

The body was his choice, and the disease was also expected by him, not that there was no other safer choice, but he had his own considerations.

In the eyes of No. 0, the terminal illness is not a doom in front of him, but a trial of life.

The cultivation of Wenqing is by no means as shallow as Li Weiqi understands, and there are not many crises in it, not physical threats, but refinement based on the soul.

Deep exploration is addictive and disoriented.

Like Haizi, like Van Gogh, like thousands of pioneers of madness and self-destruction in the shackles of art and literature.

Levi Seven was not the first host of No. 0, and before him, among the hosts of No. 0, there had been no completely successful cases.

The advantage of mastering No. 0 is too obvious, and many hosts are lost in the fame and fortune obtained by plagiarism, these people are too obsessed with illusory fame, and even if they meet the qualities of Wenqing, they have become vulgar things in the frequent competition for fame and fortune.

There are also people who love this path, or indulge in music, or obsessed with art, or wander in the literary world. These people have all achieved something, but their spirit and personality have already changed in their persistence.

More or less morbid, even twisted madness.

The last host of No. 0 before meeting Bai An committed suicide by slitting his wrists.

Summing up the experience, No. 0 attaches great importance to the host's spiritual experience this time. And in this world, there is nothing more tempering people's hearts than the test between life and death.

Even if a miracle happens, you have to work hard for it.

But as long as you cross this thorn, what awaits Bai An is the transformation of a cocoon into a butterfly.

……

A good start always gives people great confidence to take on the path that lies ahead. Bai An stared at the high-scoring random task in front of him, and didn't have the idea of getting off to a good start.

After thinking about it for a long time, it was already dark outside the window, and the hunger pangs that I had ignored before suddenly came up, and I was a little tormented.

From waking up in this world until now, Bai An has not even taken a drop of water.

This day was too ups and downs, and he was full of mixed thoughts before, and he couldn't take care of anything, but at this time he was inexplicably at a loss.

Just twenty minutes ago, Ye Wanran had already sent the two children who were about to go back downstairs, and the room was empty, leaving only Bai An alone, silent like a cemetery.

People who are sick are always weaker than usual, even if their nerves are as rough as Bai An, they also experience the taste of loneliness, and their mood is inevitably low.

In his previous life, his family was not wealthy, but the parents of ordinary workers, who raised his brother and sister with hard work.

Even though he has worked after graduation and works alone in a big city, every few days, he can still receive calls from his mother, asking about food and clothing, caring about housing and transportation, and asking him to take care of his health.

No matter how far he goes, no matter how difficult it is, his heart is warm, because he knows that there are people who have always cared about him in the distance, and there is a home that will always wait for him.

Ordinary, but warm, the most precious.

At this time, Bai An experienced, but he had never experienced isolation, and for the first time, he clearly understood the fate of his loneliness from then on. I just feel that it is cold from my fingertips to the bottom of my heart.

Bai An was silent, and shivered in the summer night when the temperature was as high as thirty degrees.

He suddenly had the urge to move the ward more urgently than he had to complete the task.

It's so quiet.

Just as he was thinking wildly, the door opened, and Ye Wanran walked in with a swaying posture.

"Xiao An must have been hungry for a long time. She looked at it slightly apologetically, with tender pity in her eyes, "Come, eat some." ”

Bai An looked at it in a daze, only to feel that she walked in with a food box like an angel.

Save people from fire and water.

Bai An, who was extremely hungry, held a delicate food box and gobbled up chopsticks, without half of the elegant quality of the original owner.

At this time, the system rarely struck a single lightning bolt, and there was not even a warning reminder. He always grasps the bottom line, and he is measured not to arouse the host's absolute disgust.

Ye Wanran didn't have any suspicions, but when Bai An was hungry and ruthless, in addition to persuading him to "eat slowly", only his eyes became more and more self-reproachful and pityful.

When the meal was almost three-quarters of the way through, Lin Yuan, who had disappeared for a while, also returned.

After he finished eating, Director Yuan also came to the ward with the case.

Bai An glanced at the few people in the room, resisted the desire to burp, and wiped his mouth full of oil.

Then, while several people were there, they were asked to change rooms.

Ye Wanran, who seemed to be the best talker, was the first to object.

"The environment of the ordinary ward, Xiao An, how can you stand it!" The woman suddenly revealed the firmness of her inner protection, and the opposition was very fierce, and she completely disagreed with his opinion.

On the contrary, it was Lin Yuan, who frowned at first, and then pondered a little.

The movement of the ambulance was not small before, and it is estimated that the entire Jiangnan villa area heard it, and the circle is so big, the news will definitely not be hidden from the Bai family for long. If you change to an ordinary room, you can hide people's eyes.

He was a little moved in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, he looked at Director Yuan quietly, and asked with his eyes.

Director Yuan thought about it for a while, and agreed to the accident: "It's okay to move to an ordinary ward, people are social animals, and if you are accompanied by someone, you will get better faster." ”

Loneliness is the enemy of recuperation, and it's like sitting in the dark, and it's hard to tell if the darkness inside the house is worse than the bleakness outside.

Unaccompanied patients are more likely to fall into the blind spot of self-pity.

Lin Yuan also nodded, and made a final decision: "Tomorrow, let's change the ward." ”

Except for Ye Wanran's accident, the whole thing went smoothly and unexpectedly. Bai An blinked a little blindly, and his heart suddenly blossomed.

Fifty points, ten days of life, basically that's it.

Not a little moisture is off to a good start.

Ye Wanran smiled slightly melancholy, but she no longer objected, and this time she was reluctant to be happy.