Ruan Xianxian opened her eyes; she was lying in a hospital bed.

To make it more realistic, they all made her dizzy.

At this moment, Song Nanli, who was covered in silver needles and had an IV drip connected to the back of her hand, sat in a chair next to the hospital bed with her eyes closed, looking disheveled and haggard.

365: [Don't worry, I've replaced the medication in the IV bottle with a clear nutrient solution. It won't cause you any harm when it's administered to your body.]

Song Nanli used a set of acupuncture techniques to stimulate your adrenaline; we'll replenish that little bit of energy slowly.

Ruan Xianxian felt a warmth in her heart. She wanted to use her balance in the mall to buy items, but only she could do it herself; the system could not do it on her behalf without the host's permission.

Before falling into a coma, I didn't think of this and forgot to grant all of them access, so the cost of the nutrient solution will have to be paid for by all of them out of their own pockets.

It was his little stash of money, slowly accumulated bit by bit, three or five cents, two or three dollars.

They spared no effort to protect her.

Thank you, male mom.

Hearing Xianxian's teasing tone, the little boy in the system blushed deeply. "No, it's nothing!"

Since we got together, you've been busy dealing with jerks, working as a translator in rural areas, and now you have an extra part-time job at 507. Now, don't overwork yourself.

Even if your body can handle it, your mind will not be able to.

Take advantage of this illness to rest for a while.

Ruan Xianxian's small, fan-like eyelashes trembled slightly as she whispered, "Okay! I'll do whatever my male mother says."

The system was utterly embarrassed. How could this person be so mean, always teasing it?

Afraid of upsetting the child, Ruan Xianxian changed the subject, "By the way, how did I get back from that deep mountain forest?"

Song Nan carried you on his back. Because of your special circumstances, he didn't even go back to his post. He carried you directly to the hospital and blocked the news.

Oh, by the way, he gave you all the low-level spiritual spring water, and half of the intermediate level too. He's a pretty good guy.

Ruan Xianxian remained noncommittal, but smiled meaningfully. Song Nanli was not stupid; on the contrary, she was quite clever and knew what it meant to kill the goose that lays the golden eggs.

Leave a portion of the intermediate-grade spiritual spring for that person to try; if it proves effective, your importance will immediately rise to the level of a national treasure.

Anyone could get into trouble at this time, but she couldn't.

Song Nanli will definitely do everything he can to save her; look at how he didn't say anything even though he knew she had smuggled the pills.

The system's products are truly powerful, prompting Song Nanli to resort to the spiritual spring after exhausting all other methods and seeing no improvement in her condition.

Ruan Xianxian felt that given her life-threatening condition, Song Nanli might have considered using the spiritual spring on her to see if it would have any effect.

If even her condition at that time could be saved, the hope of saving the person in Beijing who fell ill would be even greater.

Song Nanli was reluctant to use her skills on others, but she inadvertently gave them a reason and an opportunity.

Thinking of this, Ruan Xianxian laughed. She wasn't angry. Judging by actions, not intentions, and judging by intentions, no one in the world is perfect. She just deeply understood that none of those who have made it this far are fools.

"What are you laughing at?" Song Nanli's cold voice came from above.

"I'm laughing, laughing at myself for still being alive. It's so good." Ruan Xianxian's voice was hoarse. According to Tongtong, she had slept for a day and a night.

I slept really well that day, and even after waking up for a while, I still feel lazy.

Raising his wrist, Song Nanli checked the time. As he stood up and removed the needles, he asked softly, "Is your body always in this state after extracting the spiritual liquid?"

On the way back carrying her, there was a moment when he almost thought he wouldn't be able to save her.

After the silver needles were removed, Ruan Xianxian made a gesture of trying to move her body. "No, I always prepare a few drops of the small spiritual liquid for myself and take it before extracting the millennium spiritual liquid."

"That's because I gave you that drop beforehand, that's why you're a little weak."

"You call that a little weak? You almost died, do you know that?" Song Nanli had lived for nearly 30 years and rarely experienced such a strong emotional fluctuation.

Ruan Xianxian looked at him seriously, "The old folks often say that good people don't live long, but evil people live for a thousand years."

I consider myself destined for longevity; I won't die even without a drop of the spiritual spring. That person in the capital needs it more than I do.

The small flame that had gathered in Song Nanli's eyes died down. He hated patients who didn't cooperate or follow medical advice the most, but the reason Ruan Xianxian gave made him unable to blame her, and at the same time, he seemed to get to know her again.

A tiger in the heart, yet a rose in the hand.

He put away the silver needles and helped her tuck the blanket in. "Don't worry, you're just severely depleted of vital energy. Once you wake up, you won't be in any danger. I'll slowly help you replenish the vital energy you've lost."

"Do you want to come back to Heilongjiang Province with me?" Ruan Xianxian blinked.

Song Nan left in silence; he couldn't accompany her back to Heilongjiang Province, as Beijing needed him.

Seeing his silence, Ruan Xianxian smiled, "Don't worry, go back. At most a month later, I'll extract another drop of the Lesser Spirit Liquid, and your body will be almost fully healed."

"Oh, right, the small drop I gave you, we agreed to exchange it for a thousand-year-old medicine. As for the large drop, I want to make a deal."

"What are your conditions?" Song Nanli didn't mention that the small drop had already been used on her.

It's like a scalpel seller asking someone to treat a patient; you can't withhold payment for treatment just because the patient is using a scalpel manufactured by the seller.

The transaction had already been completed, and the choice of whom the scalpel was used on was no longer the producer's concern.

If it were Ruan Xianxian, she would have already sold the spiritual liquid to herself, so she wouldn't need to pay for it for whoever she used it on.

Looking into Song Nanli's calm eyes, she could see that he had no intention of holding it against her that half of the spiritual spring had already been used on her, and she felt that everything he said was true.

This guy is actually a pretty nice person.

The principle is sound, but perhaps too few people actually put it into practice.

Next time I buy spiritual spring water from her, I'll give her a 9.99% discount!

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