But the system is still worrying.
In the past two years, the host has also had times when he was not feeling well.
Every time, it gets anxious and angry.
"Ahem..." Li Xia coughed twice, sniffed, and said in a nasal voice, "I feel much better after a good sleep."
It may be that this body has just come from a strange city and is not used to it, so the body has a reaction.
"Host, why don't you drink some potion to strengthen your body? Otherwise, you will catch a cold and have a fever every once in a while, which is too uncomfortable." The system suggested.
Li Xia shook her head. "It's normal for normal people to get sick. Having a headache or fever is normal. I'm still a child. It would be strange if I didn't have a cold or fever all year round."
after all.
According to current science, children must experience minor illnesses and disasters in order to improve their physical fitness.
If it were in ancient times when medical equipment was backward.
Maybe I would accept the system's suggestion.
But in the modern world, Li Xia still wants to follow nature and experience everything he should experience like a normal person.
"System, I just happen to want to ask you something." Li Xia cleared her throat, picked up the pillow on the bed, put it on her back, and leaned her back against the headboard.
She had some doubts in her mind that had not been resolved, and she always felt uneasy.
She originally planned to talk to the system.
Just in time it came looking for her, so she went to ask it.
The system blinked its eyes and asked, "Host, what do you want to ask?"
It asked in confusion.
"Hasn't the General Administration given me an explanation yet? I've been in Beijing for a few days. Two years have passed since I came to this world. So far, I don't know anything about the tasks I need to do and the mission objectives. When will this blind life end? Don't the higher-ups need to give me a definite answer?"
Li Xia asked everything she wanted to know.
The memories of the world missions she had completed before were all stored by the system, and she didn't remember them at all.
But it shouldn't be like this time.
I don't know what to do all day.
After hearing this, the system also lowered its head and fell silent.
The host does not have no answers to these questions.
But it doesn't know how to answer.
actually.
The issues that the host cares about are exactly what it cares about.
"Host, I'm really sorry, I have no way of knowing what you are asking."
The host's tasks are not its responsibility, it can only express its powerlessness.
———
"Old man, we're here."
Lao Wang parked his car in front of a five-star hotel.
Mr. Shan sat in the back with his eyes closed. When he heard the driver's words, he slowly opened his eyes and asked, "Are you sure this is the place?"
"The people who investigated did say that the young master booked the presidential suite at this hotel."
Lao Wang nodded in reply.
"What's the room number?" asked Mr. Shan.
“001.”
"Okay, you wait down there, I'll go up."
Mr. Shan knew that his youngest son had a cold personality and didn't like being in crowds.
He did not ask the driver to accompany him up.
The driver, Lao Wang, nodded and replied, "Okay."
“Boom boom boom—”
“Ding Dong!”
Mr. Shan successfully found the room where his youngest son lived according to the floor and room number provided by Mr. Wang.
He raised his hand and knocked on the door, and rang the doorbell.
"Who?" Two extremely cold words came from inside the room.
The five-star hotel has good privacy and excellent sound insulation.
Mr. Shan, who was standing outside the door, didn't hear any sounds or footsteps coming from the room.
Until the door opened.
A young man in black clothes and black pants appeared in front of the door.
He has neat short black hair and a fair complexion that even girls envy. He has good facial features and smooth facial lines, with every part of his face being just right.
"Dad, why are you here?"
The moment the man saw Mr. Shan, his handsome eyebrows and eyes frowned.
The old man's appearance seemed to be within his expectations.
But unexpectedly, the man did not expect him to come so soon.
He was not delighted by the old man's appearance.
Mr. Shan raised his eyebrows when he heard this. "Why, do I need permission to come and see my son?" he said deliberately.
"Dad, that's not what I meant."
The man waved his hand lightly and began to explain.
"That's not what I meant. What do you mean? Since you've returned to your country, you've passed by your home but didn't enter it. You have a home but you're staying in a hotel. Tell me, what do you mean?"
Mr. Shan said bluntly.
Judging from his expression, it seemed like he didn't welcome me.
If he doesn't come, does he not plan to go home to see his old man?
"Dad, I just returned to China. I was planning to arrange everything and then go back to see you." The man said helplessly.
There was no need for others to explain to him, he himself knew that he was a cold-hearted person.
He has been different from others since he was a child.
Other people's children all long for the love and care of their parents.
But for him.
To him, the love of his parents seemed like a heavy yoke.
It often makes him feel breathless.
"Ah Lin, tell me how many years you have been abroad? The number of times you have returned home can be counted on five fingers. I am almost seventy years old, and I still have a few years to live. Can't you reconcile with your brother?"
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