Song Guizhou's limbs were tightly wrapped around Shi Xi, his head resting on Shi Xi's shoulder, his tone filled with indescribable satisfaction.
"Thank you, Brother Xiao An."
"What did you do?" Shi Xi asked.
The arms wrapped around his waist were frighteningly cold; at this moment, Song Guizhou looked like a human-shaped ice sculpture in an ice cellar.
This is a consequence of overuse of superpowers; the lower his body temperature, the more severe the depletion of his superpowers.
However, ordinary superhumans who overuse their abilities will only become weak and exhausted.
Song Guizhou is currently a third-tier healing type, so in theory, this situation should never have occurred.
"They've saved someone!"
Song Guizhou affectionately nuzzled Shi Xi's neck, his tone carrying an undisguised pride, as if he had accomplished something significant.
It is indeed a big deal.
Shi Xi lowered her eyes and softly comforted her, "You've worked hard."
"It's not hard work." Song Guizhou's voice was a little soft, as if she was about to fall asleep. "As long as Brother Xiao An is happy."
I'd be much happier if you just followed the storyline.
Listening to Song Guizhou's words, Shi Xi thought about it almost indifferently.
Song Guizhou, who was clinging to him like a koala, gradually calmed down. Shi Xi leaned back on the sofa, tilted her head slightly, and looked up at the ceiling.
"This is such a hassle," he said.
...
Song Guizhou slept for two hours, and Shi Xi was pinned down by him for two hours.
Fortunately, his body temperature gradually rose and eventually returned to almost normal.
Shi Xi breathed a sigh of relief.
Song Guizhou moved slightly against Shi Xi.
"Get up when you're awake," Shi Xi said, squinting her eyes.
He had just finished eating and had been hugged for so long, he really needed to go to the bathroom.
In fact, if Song Guizhou didn't get up soon, he wouldn't be able to resist throwing him down.
As soon as Song Guizhou got off him, Shi Xi rushed to the bathroom.
When they came out, they saw Song Guizhou.
"..." Shi Xi glanced at the black tie in Song Guizhou's hand.
Song Guizhou is wearing a light-colored sweatshirt today, so he doesn't need to wear a tie at all.
And he didn't need to wear a tie with this outfit.
What does he want to do?
"Brother Xiao An," Song Guizhou smiled gently, looking at Shi Xi with a cheerful tone, "Let's go see the surprise."
"?" Shi Xi frowned, not quite understanding Song Guizhou's meaning. Did he want to blindfold him?
The next second, Song Guizhou raised the tie to indicate that he was going to put it on Shi Xi, and then looked at him with a face full of expectation.
\"May I?\"
"No." Shi Xi shook her finger.
He walked up to Song Guizhou and gestured for him to hand it over.
Song Guizhou hesitated for two seconds, then handed the tie to Shi Xi with a disappointed look on his face.
Shi Xi found his behavior amusing, tugged at the tie in her hand, and asked, "You really want to blindfold me?"
Song Guizhou's gaze fell on the beauty mark at the corner of Shi Xi's eye, and he nodded. "I want to."
Shi Xi chuckled softly.
I thought to myself.
Kids will be kids; they always crave some inexplicable sense of ritual.
He tied his and Song Guizhou's wrists together with the ends of his tie, pulled them forward slightly, and said to Song Guizhou, "Let's go."
"Go see the surprise."
Since you're using ties anyway, it doesn't really matter.
It's better to tie his hands to his hands than to blindfold him, and besides, he's tied with a slipknot, so it's easy to untie him with a gentle pull.
The disappointment on Song Guizhou's face vanished, replaced by a look of delight.
"Thank you, Brother Xiao An."
Hearing his happy words of thanks, Shi Xi turned to look at him.
Song Guizhou smiled at him.
Shi Xi looked at him.
I thought to myself.
Song Guizhou only seemed relatively well-behaved at this moment.
The journey to the sanatorium wasn't short, but fortunately, Shi Xi had been wandering around the base a lot lately and knew how to take shortcuts.
...
When the two arrived at the sanatorium, Shi Xi untied their ties and crumpled them into a mess.
Just as he was about to casually put it in his pocket, he heard Song Guizhou suddenly say something.
"Give it to me."
Upon hearing this, Shi Xi immediately handed him the item, saying, "Take it."
Yu Jiu'an rarely wore clothes that required a bow tie, so this bow tie probably belonged to Song Guizhou.
Besides, Song Guizhou does most of the housework at home, so he knows better where these things should be put.
"Lead the way." Seeing Song Guizhou neatly put away his tie, Shi Xi beckoned with her finger.
Tsk, it's just a bow tie, why are you making such a fuss about it?
Song Guizhou, with Shi Xi in tow, stopped outside the door of an intensive care unit.
Shi Xi took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and the nurse who was guarding the bed was stunned when she saw Shi Xi. Then, she looked at Song Guizhou with a surprised expression.
Mr. Song said no one was allowed to come in, so why did he bring Yu Jiu'an here?
"You go out first," Song Guizhou said.
Upon hearing this, the nurse silently left the room.
Shi Xi walked to the bedside.
Mr. Yu lay quietly on the hospital bed, his hair much grayer, his face more wrinkled, and he was on a ventilator...
The electrocardiogram machine in front of the bed showed only very faint fluctuations, and the heart was beating slowly.
"..." Upon seeing this scene, Shi Xi couldn't help but frown.
Song Guizhou slowly walked to Shi Xi's side.
"I promised you I would take good care of Uncle Yu," he said.
Shi Xi remained silent.
Although Song Guizhou is a third-tier healing-type ability user, healing is not a magic, and bringing the dead back to life is far too difficult.
To have achieved this much is already a testament to their utmost effort.
In fact, even after Song Guizhou's healing ability broke through to the fourth level in the later part of the story, he still couldn't bring the dead back to life or cure the zombie virus, let alone now.
While Song Guizhou was asleep, Shi Xi had Ganmaoling do a physical examination for him, and the results were terrible.
By forcibly prolonging Yu's father's life, he paid the price with his own life.
If Song Guizhou continues to overuse his healing abilities without restraint, he might die even faster than Yu's father.
Song Guizhou, however, thought that Shi Xi didn't believe him and was still worried about Yu's father, so he hurriedly said:
"Don't worry, Brother Xiao An."
"Although Uncle Yu hasn't woken up yet, it's only a matter of time before he does, as long as the treatment continues."
After Song Guizhou finished speaking, he looked at Shi Xi, seemingly unwilling to miss any expression on Shi Xi's face.
Shi Xi looked at Song Guizhou, whose expression was uneasy, and said, "Idiot."
He did ask Song Guizhou to take care of his father, but he never expected him to go to this extent.
Just then, the voice of the cold medicine suddenly rang in Shi Xi's mind: "Shi Xi, the Quick Transmigration Bureau has sent a message!"
"How so?" Shi Xi asked in her heart.
The bureau has approved your request, and this rewind doesn't require any items.
The fennec fox asked, "Shall we leave now?"
Shi Xi glanced at Song Guizhou, then said, "Let's go."
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