[This is a matter of soul fit. 】

[Oh, the system image in your plane cognition is something else, and I can transform it for the host.] 】

The book instantly turned into a transparent screen, and a pop-up screen appeared on the screen.

In addition to the word "system" on the interface, there are more lines of "host: Lin Qianlan", "gender: female" and "level: 0".

It was early summer at noon, the sun was strong, and the transparent screen was not affected by the bright light in the slightest, and the handwriting on it was vivid.

Very distracting interface settings. Lin Qianlan quietly looked at the self-congratulatory of the so-called "system".

[The host may prefer the form of the APP.] 】

The transparent screen disappeared, and the mobile phone screen in Lin Qianlan's hand flashed.

The phone is still unlocked, but there is an APP icon in the center of the screen, and the icon pattern is the previous book.

[Well, the host likes it.] 】

Lin Qianlan didn't follow the rhythm of the system, "For so long, you have been watching?" ”

[No.] I'm reasonably risk-averse. In an environment with a large number of people in the hospital and a lot of surveillance, my risk of exposure was rated as extremely high. 】

Guo Ji is not afraid of being exposed when he comes out? Lin Qianlan gave it a cold snort.

[Host, personal attacks are not interesting. Don't deny it, you must be cursing in your heart. 】

Lin Qianlan's heart moved slightly, "Are you human?" ”

What are you talking about. This answer is not available in this system's question bank. 】

Regarding the system's garlic, Lin Qianlan was not interested in playing with it and asked, "When you bound me, was I dead or alive?" ”

[Ah~yo~, what a smart host~.] The system mimicked Lin Qianlan's slow speech speed when she said long sentences, [Of course you are- dead, how much energy did it take me to go back in time to before you didn't die, you know! 】

Lin Qianlan chose to ignore the system's obvious attempt to stimulate, "Your purpose." ”

[Don't you want to ask how you died?] There was a bit of schadenfreude in the system's voice.

"I don't want to."

[You don't want me to tell you that you were killed by someone who had your organs removed. 】

The transparent screen appeared in front of Lin Qianlan's eyes again.

The screen shows an operating room.

She was lying on the operating table, her chest cavity open, and it was strange that she was not put on a breathing mask for such a major operation.

The ensuing gore was brutal, and her organs were carefully stripped out one by one and placed into containers of solution.

Bloody and orderly.

The system made a voiceover, "You're still alive before you go to the operating table." By the way, you're brain dead, regular surgery. Funny, I can find a brain-dead host. 】

The footage plays until she is wheeled into the freezer in the morgue.

[Do you want to know who brought you to the operating table?] 】

Lin Qianlan didn't want to answer, and the system didn't want to get Lin Qianlan's answer, and the screen on the screen turned into ward 14 where she was in the city hospital.

The door to the ward opened and closed softly.

A middle-aged man and woman walked in.

Lin Qianlan recognized it as her parents at a glance.

Her father, Zheng Weihong, went to get a wheelchair when he came in, and her mother, Lin Mingshu, went to see her first when she came in.

As if she wasn't afraid it would be exciting enough for her, the picture had a sound.

I only heard Lin Mingshu whisper, "Otherwise, wait for the people in the hospital to ......."

"Didn't I already make sense with you? When do I have to wait for the hospital to be extubated? Zheng Weihong said impatiently, "The hospital's delay in issuing a brain death certificate is nothing more than an attempt to earn more medical expenses." This is also for her good, early extubation can reduce the sin. ”

"It's ...... after all," Lin Mingshu's voice became even quieter, "It's our daughter." Director Jiang didn't say that he couldn't completely determine whether he was brain dead or not......"

"What is it after all! Still panting? Zheng Weihong was angry all of a sudden, probably thinking that it was the ward, and shouted in a suppressed voice, "What kind of living person is a brain-dead!" Remember, your daughter died three years ago, and she's just a shell lying here!

Hum! It is impossible to completely determine what to say, the hospital is not saying this to make more money, anyway, someone pays for the medical expenses, and the hospital is eager to treat it for a lifetime.

Also, when will your repetitive temperament change? If you sign all the words, don't be a loving mother here! ”

Lin Mingshu became confused, "I'm not repentant, it's just that I ...... in my heart."

"Okay, okay, this is about to take the college entrance examination, we can wait, Zeyu can't wait. What is the difference between a few days earlier and a few days later. Zheng Weihong rudely handed the wheelchair to Lin Mingshu, "Push it!" I'm going to unplug it. ”

After that, things went in a different direction than Lin Qianlan knew, no nurse Sister Liu accidentally broke it, and the two pushed her out of the ward, although it also alarmed the people in the hospital, but it didn't happen that she woke up suddenly.

Her parents are her legal guardians and have the authority to decide where she is treated.

He does not owe medical bills and is willing to sign a disclaimer, but the hospital has no way to stop him from being transferred.

Her parents managed to take her away.

[Haha, it's really miserable, I was sold alive by my biological parents, and there is more than one organ. Oh, there are formal procedures, not selling, calling donations, haha. 】

"Finished laughing?" Lin Qianlan's eyes didn't even have a wave, and she asked, "Tell me about your purpose." What she guessed earlier, after more than a month of emotional release, can no longer affect her.

[Hey, why don't you get angry, don't be wronged, don't be sad, and don't shed tears of hatred? 】

Lin Qianlan is still calm.

The system can't go on anymore, [It's really boring.] 】

The screen freezes on a TV news screen, with the date in the lower corner of the TV months later.

The system 'kindly' told her, "The date of your death. 】

Just as she doesn't have any memory of the previous three years, she doesn't know anything about the next few months of the future, so she doesn't have much of a sense of the system.

Lin Qianlan admits that the system is an unbelievable existence, but she is full of wariness of it, and will not communicate her thoughts with it.

Thinking of communication, she asked, "You can only communicate with me with sound waves?" ”

[I've read too many novels, you, I want to communicate with my divine sense, the question is can you? The system found the taunt point, and it instantly became energetic, [You haven't cultivated again, and you won't be stupid when your mind is impacted.] 】

Without waiting for her to respond, the system continued to taunt, [You don't think that I will deliver the exercises directly to your brain, and then detoxify and become beautiful and distribute the perspective eye of the world martial arts to make a fortune and slap people in the face when you go out, right? Don't think about this kind of unearned waste harem stream. 】

"Makes sense." It won't be fine.

Lin Qianlan never thought that it was a good thing to be put into the mind by an alien consciousness or some unknown species, even if it seemed like an adventure.

If the mind is invaded, there is no stability to speak of, and it is possible that the body is controlled by a foreign object and becomes a puppet.

There is no way to judge whether what the system says is true or false, she can only believe it.