"What happened downstairs? I see a circle of people gathered there?" Zeng Wenli asked curiously as she spread out the thermal lunch box.

"It seems like there was a car accident." Chen Xu said, not mentioning the fact that he was almost hit, so as not to worry them. Secretary Jin at the side would not say anything more.

Zeng Wenli said with some concern, "Car accidents can also happen in hospitals. Some people nowadays really have no sense of public morality and don't know how to drive. You should go there less often in the future..."

Chen Xu smiled and said, "It was just an accident."

"Okay, go wash your hands. Your third uncle came to see you yesterday and brought some pickles. I made you some braised pig's feet with pickles."

Chen Xu came back after washing his hands and asked, "Is Ziqi still with her grandmother?"

If that girl knew he was in the hospital, she would definitely come to see him.

"Yeah, it's a rare trip, so I have to stay longer."

Chen Ziqi's grandmother's home is in the north, which is quite far away. A few days ago, she complained to him on WeChat that her grandmother's home is in the countryside and she has to go to the town ten kilometers away to buy something, which is very inconvenient.

The car accident just passed. Chen Xu did not mention it to Luo Xiyun, but he was alert in his heart. He had no way to check whether it was an accident or not. It was estimated that the police would treat it as a traffic accident.

However, even though he has no means, it doesn't mean he has no solutions.

After finishing his meal, he took out his phone, opened his mailbox, and sent an email, which read, "I just encountered a car accident in the hospital and was almost hit. The license plate number is... I want to know if this is an accident."

After sending the email, he logged out of his email account.

He dare not take lightly matters involving life safety.

"Sense of crisis, this talent comes at the right time." He thought with some relief. These days, he almost forgot about the talent he had obtained, mainly because it sounded like a passive skill.

He carefully recalled the feeling at that time, and the hair on his body instantly stood up. He could clearly feel the crisis behind him. In the nick of time, he pulled Secretary Jin away.

The reason why he reacted so quickly was due to his outstanding physical fitness and conditioned reflexes formed by his proficiency in fighting. In the past, even if he sensed danger, he probably wouldn't have had time to escape.

"It's amazing. At that time, I couldn't see anything behind me. Could it be because of the sound?"

Looking back now, he realized the crisis when he heard the roar of a fuse.

"Perhaps, we should try to see how far this talent can go."

After this happened, he felt a greater sense of crisis and began to pay attention to this aspect, wanting to figure out the role of this talent.

But how to test it? Now, his parents and wife are all in the body, taking turns to watch over him. If he does anything out of the ordinary, they will definitely worry. However, he can't try it alone.

"How about looking for Secretary Jin?"

He immediately rejected the idea, "Forget it. Don't bother her with things in life."

Who should I look for then? Oh, if only Ziqi were here.

He glanced across and saw the little boy of seven or eight years old in the bed opposite him quickly looked away. Suddenly, something moved in his heart and he gave him a kind smile.

These days, the little boy always looked at him secretly with curiosity, and when he was discovered, he would shyly look away.

He didn't know the little boy's full name, but he heard his mother call him Xiaojun.

He asked, "Your name is Xiaojun, right?"

When the little boy heard his question, he glanced at him quickly and nodded.

"Where's your mother?" he asked. The little boy was the only one here. He saw the boy's mother go out with a lunch box just now. She must have gone to get food. He asked knowingly.

Xiaojun's voice was still very low, "I'm going to get food."

He asked, "Would you feel bored when you are alone?"

Xiaojun nodded, then quickly shook his head.

Seeing his expression, Chen Xu smiled and said, "How about we play a game?"

Xiaojun's eyes turned curious when he heard him say that. "What game?"

Chen Xu took the notebook next to him, tore off a page from the back, crumpled it up, and said, "Let's throw the paper balls at each other and see who can hit the other one."

After he finished speaking, he saw that Xiaojun's eyes were eager to try, but his face was hesitant.

"Well, I'll throw first." Chen Xu said, throwing the paper ball in his hand over. He deliberately threw it off track, and the paper ball fell right at Xiaojun's feet.

Chen Xu said, "Oops, I missed. It's your turn now."

"I missed. It's my turn now." Chen Xu walked over, picked up the paper ball, and said, "Be careful, I threw it."

This time, he deliberately used more force and landed behind Xiaojun. He said regretfully, "Oops, that was almost the case."

Next to him, Chen Xinwen and Zeng Wenli saw him playing games with the children and ignored him. Some were looking at their phones or chatting on WeChat.

Xiaojun was infected by Chen Xu's emotions. After a few rounds, he gradually became involved. The smile on his face became brighter and brighter. Sometimes, when he laughed too loudly, he would cover his mouth.

Chen Xu was finally able to start his own experiment. When Xiaojun threw the paper ball, he closed his eyes. After a few times, he had a rough idea in his mind.

When he closed his eyes and couldn't see anything, he could clearly feel the paper ball thrown at him, and he could judge in advance whether he would be hit and where he would be hit.

This feeling is very magical.

He immediately realized that the great value of this talent was far more than just being able to avoid life-and-death crises.

After all, in modern society, the chances of accidents are very small, and they only happen a few times in a lifetime. If the only thing you can sense is the danger of death, then it may not be useful anymore.

Now, he proved through experiments that he could sense even attacks like paper balls that would not cause any harm. That would be very useful, because it meant that in the dark, he could also distinguish the source of danger, even if it was very subtle.

This can bring great convenience to his life, especially at night. At least, when he gets up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, he doesn't have to worry about his knees hitting the corner of the table.

However, the biggest effect is the improvement of combat effectiveness. Think about it, when he was fighting before, he could only rely on experience to judge the opponent's moves. Now, he can predict the opponent's attack target in advance, and become ahead of the enemy, which can be said to be invincible.

If it is a night battle, the power will be even more exaggerated.

He believed that now, in a one-on-one duel, no one in the world would be his opponent.

He felt that he was going further and further down the path of force, but unfortunately, it was rarely of any use in reality.

…………

"Xiaojun, what are you doing?"

At this time, Xiaojun's mother came in with a lunch box and saw her son throwing paper balls at others. She quickly stopped him and said, "How rude."

Chen Xu hurriedly explained, "It's okay, we are playing games."

Seeing her son's blushing face and looking at her at a loss, Xiaojun's mother softened her tone and said, "Go wash your hands and get ready for dinner. Say thank you to your uncle."

"Thank you, uncle." Xiaojun said politely, jumped out of bed and went to the balcony to wash his hands.

Xiaojun's mother said to Chen Xu, "Thank you. He hasn't been as happy as he is today for a long time since he was hospitalized."

Chen Xu said, "You're welcome. I like him very much. He is sensible and polite."

He didn't ask what disease Xiaojun had, for fear of upsetting her. Being hospitalized at such a young age, it was obviously not an ordinary illness.

…………

After nightfall, Luo Xiyun came to accompany him again. The lights in the ward were turned off. He lay on the bed and heard her breathing become long and slow. He knew that she had fallen asleep. He got out of bed in the dark, closed his eyes, and walked towards the balcony.

He raised his foot and turned halfway. His instinct told him that if he went any further, he would hit something. Probably the chair on Luo Xiyun's body.

After his foot landed, he took another step and stopped again. He turned in several directions but to no avail. There was something in front of him. He reached out and touched the soft curtain.

He was thinking, no wonder it felt different from before. It was because the curtain was soft, so the feeling was different.

He gently lifted the curtain, walked outside, and headed towards the balcony. Along the way, he could clearly feel any obstacles in front of him, and different things felt different.

After walking about ten steps, he stopped. His intuition told him that there was danger ahead. The feeling was much heavier than when he faced the curtain, and it caused some pain in his brow.

He groped forward and felt a wall.

“I made a lot of money this time.”

He put his hand on the wall, feeling a little excited. With proper training, he would be able to tell whether the object he was about to hit was a curtain or a wall, and whether it was safe or dangerous.

By then, he will be able to walk freely in the dark.

More importantly, this talent still has the potential to be tapped.

PS: Please give me a monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)