Chapter 44 44 Why do you care about me so much?

The first year of the spiritual energy recovery, April 27, 9:18, Jinwu Garden.

It's really over. Chu Qingge returned to the system space and faced the monitor expressionlessly, with the alarm music set by Ning Changkong lingering in his ears.

The important NPC has appeared, but my partner has fallen into a deep sleep because of staying up too late, and now he is sleeping like a computer turned off. Bai Xian has already gotten up, but this person is still lying in bed without moving.

She was tired of the alarm music, so Chu Qingge turned off the alarm and tried in vain to wake up her partner in a gentle way: "Changkong? Wake up, an important NPC has appeared!"

It's no use, she sighed. Or maybe she couldn't say she fell asleep. Looking at her body data, she was so tired that she was semi-conscious.

But the NPC plot doesn't wait for anyone, Chu Qingge looked at the small window that was monitoring Su Yunyao again.

I also don’t know how long she is going to stay in the internet cafe today, and when she will come next time after she leaves… and I’m not sure she will be able to catch such a good time as May Day next time…

At her walking speed, it would take about an hour to reach Yan Xiaoling's Internet cafe. But she also had to deduct the time Ning Changkong would have to spend to get scolded and eat breakfast, so it was better to leave some time.

Well, we can't delay any longer. Let's call them up now while we are free.

Chu Qingge took a deep breath and turned up the volume of the system's microphone to the maximum. She took a deep breath and shouted:

"Ning Changkong! If you don't get up, your attendance award will be deducted!"

Ning Changkong sat up from the bed with a bang, one hand tightly clutching the clothes on his chest.

My frightened heart pounded rapidly in my chest, and the pain spread from my heart to my entire chest with every beat.

He arched his back, trying to relieve the radiating pain in his chest and allow more air to flow through his trachea, but his breathing became more and more rapid. Black spots began to appear in front of his eyes, his vision blurred, and the whole world was spinning.

Chu Qingge's familiar, calm voice rang in his ears: "Listen to my voice. Take a deep breath, inhale, exhale, very good, inhale--"

"Changkong, you're awake—Changkong!" Bai Xian's brisk voice suddenly turned into an anxious cry. Ning Changkong, who was already unable to see, was so frightened that his breathing became disordered, his heart beat more violently, and he struggled like a trapped beast to escape.

Before he covered his mouth with his trembling hands, he couldn't hold back a moan that escaped between his lips and teeth.

The pajamas soaked with cold sweat stuck to his body and felt cold. Suddenly, a warm touch came from his shoulders. Bai Xian hurriedly supported his trembling body.

"Changkong? What's wrong? ...Does your chest hurt? Do you want to lie down first?"

Chu Qingge looked at the messy physical indicators backstage and sighed.

Damn it, if Bai Xian hadn’t scared me afterwards, Ning Changkong would have recovered slowly on his own.

She gave her final instructions reluctantly.

Ning Changkong, who was lying in Bai Xian's arms, tried hard to lift his heavy arms, pointed at his pillow, and said in a low voice: "Medicine..."

Bai Xian moved the pillow away and found a plate with several pills under it.

The first year of the spiritual energy recovery, April 27, 9:32, Jinwu Garden.

Ning Changkong still had a bitter taste of medicine in his mouth. He held a cup of hot water and drank it slowly while leaning on the bed.

He had an outburst in the morning, which had consumed all the energy he had saved from a night's rest. Now he even felt tired holding a cup.

"It should be a heart problem. The pulse was too chaotic before, and I didn't see it." Qing Geng let go of his wrist with a pale face and murmured, "Maybe he just had an attack, so the pulse is more obvious."

Qing Geng pondered and said, "Many human-demon hybrids have underdeveloped hearts... The prescription needs to be adjusted..."

"Not a minority?" Bai Xian chewed over these four words and laughed in anger.

He slapped the medicine on Ning Changkong's quilt and said, "You are well-read and you keep this medicine with you. I don't believe you are completely unaware of it."

"——Tell me, what kind of medicine is this?"

Ning Changkong frowned and leaned back: "Don't yell at me."

Qing Geng quickly grabbed Bai Xian and whispered, "If you are not strong enough, you should avoid emotional fluctuations."

Bai Xian closed his eyes, calmed down again and again, and then slowly spoke: "Changkong, good boy. Tell me, what kind of medicine is that?"

Ning Changkong lowered his eyes and looked at his water cup: "Quick-acting heart-saving pills."

Qing Geng stepped back in shock. Bai Xian was extremely angry, but his mind was as cold as ice. He said calmly, "You already knew that there was something wrong with your heart."

"……yes."

"Why didn't you tell us?"

Ning Changkong's mind was spinning rapidly. He pursed his lips and spoke sparingly, "It can't be cured."

Under Bai Xian's scorching stare, Qing Geng avoided his gaze and nodded slowly.

If there is a problem with the organs of a hybrid, it will be a mess of blood vessels and tissues. Only a few can survive the operation.

For example, Jiang Yunxiao, who is a hybrid of human and snake demon, had to undergo spinal surgery in adulthood because the snake's bone structure could not support upright walking.

According to him, he was undergoing surgery with a "50% risk of paralysis if he didn't have the surgery" despite the risk of "80% risk of paralysis if he didn't have the surgery."

Although he had already vaguely guessed the answer, Bai Xian's heart still sank. He sat down at the head of Ning Changkong's bed, took away the water cup, and covered the still cold hands with his own.

"Not being able to cure is not an excuse." Bai Xian showed a rare serious look, and said word by word, "Even if we can't cure you, we can still take good care of you and try to make you feel better. Do you understand?"

The hands shrank back nervously, and he held them tighter.

Bai Xian opened his mouth. Qing Geng had a talk with him last night and said that according to the young master's stubborn temper, it would be best to persuade him in a roundabout way by using work as an excuse.

Bai Xian wants to say that there are many people who oppose your building of a school. If you want to continue to realize your ideas, you must take good care of your health.

The words came to my lips, but they turned into: "Do you feel uncomfortable when being yelled at?"

The young Phoenix moved his shoulders awkwardly: "A little bit."

Bai Xian suddenly felt sad. He opened his mouth but still didn't ask.

If you have a bad heart, you will feel uncomfortable when you are yelled at... Then how did you manage to hold on when so many monsters were arguing with you at the Gathering of Heroes?

The first year of the spiritual energy recovery, April 27, 10:09, Jinwu Garden.

After breakfast, Ning Changkong sat on the bed and took the hot water bottle that Bai Xian stuffed into his hand, feeling both amused and helpless.

"I am a phoenix..." "I have to hold the phoenix in my arms! When can you finish a whole bowl of porridge without a stomachache, then you can talk to me about the hot water bottle!"

Bai Xian was busy moving his things into the master bedroom. Ning Changkong took advantage of his back being turned and was about to hide the quick-acting heart pills on the quilt.

"Leave this medicine here with me." Bai Xian snatched it away without question and stuffed it into his wide sleeves.

"From now on, I will sleep with you at night. If you feel uncomfortable in the middle of the night, call me and I will give you medicine."

Why did she make such a fake move just to trick him into making a move? Ning Changkong wrapped himself tightly in the quilt in dismay, thinking in his mind.

Bai Xian still didn't dare to open his door without permission, and the eye drops, ginseng tablets and other medicines that he had locked in the bedside cabinet were still there.

If the ginseng tablets are gone, I will really send them, he thought sadly. He relied on the ginseng tablets pressed under his tongue to avoid fainting in the middle of the meeting two days ago. Although he still vomited when he returned home.

Going to work is such a hassle... I'm thinking about how to run out and trigger an important NPC plot...

He leaned against the bed, staring at Bai Xian busying about, and was in a daze for a while. Then he laughed to himself and said softly:

"Why bother, Bai Xian."

Why do you care so much about him?

He is a mixed-blood phoenix, and will never have offspring of his own. He cannot even transform into a phoenix, and the ceremony of paying homage to the phoenix has been delayed again and again because of this.

He is just a fake phoenix who was appointed in times of trouble. He wants the position of the young master of the Hundred Birds. The Hundred Birds need him to boost their morale. It is the same with the demons and even humans. They just use each other.

If you are responsible for the demon clan, then you only need to monitor him and confirm his position. There is no need to be a caretaker's servant and take good care of his body.

Bai Xian paused and said, "I am your father's servant."

"That was for my father, not for me." Ning Changkong responded quickly. His tone was calm, which reminded Bai Xian of what he said that day:

"You are loyal to my father, loyal to the demon race, but not to me. I don't like it."

The sharpness of the young phoenix was revealed to him for the first time at that time. To this day, no one or demon would believe that behind the divine bird's selfless appearance, there is really an indulgence of taking whatever it wants and obeying everything it wants.

The "Proposal for Educational Reform" written by Ning Changkong has solid arguments and sharp words. When it was published in the newspaper, it attracted the admiration of countless students from the demon tribe. They only knew that Mingqi was famous for his martial arts, but they didn't expect that he was also so good at writing.

But in the demon clan's political arena, Phoenix was completely nailed to the position of radical reformists.

An ambitious rising star in the political arena with top strength, talent and bloodline, he is also the most powerful contender for the position of chief of Juying Pavilion in the next hundred years. There are even many monsters who think that Mingqi-kun will be able to bring down the old tiger in just a few years.

Bai Xian looked at his red eyes which were still indifferent and scrutinizing. Behind the Phoenix's desperate and self-immolating passion for work was a blazing ambition.

"Two days ago in Penglai, when you were in a meeting, I went to look for Xuanwu again." Bai Xian said.

"He told me that you said, 'After the resurrection of the spirit, it will be as beautiful as the mythical age again.'"

"I don't want to see the mythical era again. I want to see the new world you bring - the new world you want to see."

Bai Xian finally gave up using Feng Qingwu as an excuse and expressed his feelings frankly.

The spy training of the Yulingsi, the new highway in Yuxiang, and the new school that is about to start construction...

Regardless of responsibility or blood relationship, for my own selfish reasons, I am willing to succumb to this ambition.

"Okay." The young Phoenix showed a rare, gentle smile, like the expression Feng Qingwu would have shown in the past.

"So, uh, for the new world you want to see - I'm going to go out for a while, okay?"

...It's also like the business smile that someone shows every time they ask for dessert or insist on going to "Xianzhilin" for dinner.

If Bai Xian was not in human form now, his tail feathers would have exploded.

"I haven't even charged you for staying up late at night to light a lamp and burn oil! Ah! Qing Geng says every day that you are overworked, when will you listen to him?"

The volume was too loud, and Ning Changkong shuddered pitifully. Bai Xian then realized that he had lost control of his emotions, and resigned himself to helping him drink water and take medicine.

There is no way, his whole life will depend on this kind of person...this kind of phoenix!