Chapter 135 Love in Stomach Ailments
Before Luo Huayi could even retort, she fell headfirst to the ground.
Xin Que: "???"
"What's wrong with him?" Xin Que asked Cheng Zheng, who had rushed over, as she placed him on the bed.
"I guess I'm exhausted from working non-stop these past few days." Cheng Zheng glanced at Luo Huayi, who was fast asleep, then quickly looked away. "What about you?"
Xin Que sat on the sofa chair next to the bed, relaxed, and tapped her fingers rhythmically on the armrest. "It's not a big problem."
“But… Ji Mingchuan is a useless card.” Xin Que lowered her eyes.
After a moment, she looked at Cheng Zheng and said, "The prison has already suspected one of their own people... Luo Huayi is one of their own, and her current behavior is still barely in line with the tasks they assigned her, so she won't be suspected for a while, but you are different."
Xin Que omitted some details.
"From now on, you don't need to get involved in my affairs, so that the prison won't find out about you."
Cheng Zheng frowned. "I know that if your physical form in this space hadn't completely lost its vital signs, I wouldn't have risked contacting you."
“They won’t want me to die anytime soon…” Xin Que chuckled meaningfully.
"At most, it's only a threat."
“By the way,” Xin Que said coldly, “scan my current consciousness completely.”
Cheng Zheng lowered his eyes, his eyelashes obscuring the string of characters flashing in his left eye. "Hmm... the memory integrity has been restored to fifty percent."
A group of characters with a clearly abnormal template flashed in the man's left eye. "Wait... was this part recently inserted by the prison?"
"Your death at the Luo family's old house...was because of this?"
Xin Que tilted her head back slightly and leaned against the soft backrest. "Hmm, is there anything wrong with that memory?"
Cheng Zheng paused for a moment before speaking, "Looking at the program structure alone, there's nothing wrong with it; it's just a normal memory fragment."
"There's another part." Xin Que closed her eyes, her mind filled with a bizarre and blurry image of herself floating in liquid without any physical form, an image that she couldn't shake off.
"Is it the most recent part? The format is wrong, I need to decode and recalculate..." Cheng Zheng frowned and thought for a long time, his pupils suddenly dilating, "After you died here, what were those liquids and figures you saw..."
"The real world."
"We obtained important intelligence." But Xin Que's mood didn't improve much.
The situation was worse than she had imagined.
To prevent her from escaping, the prison separated her mental and physical bodies for supervision.
The formless state she saw at that time was her mental body being controlled within the monitoring equipment.
And now, she has absolutely no information about her own body.
Trying to escape from prison using only one's mental body is practically impossible.
Cheng Zheng's expression gradually turned serious. "What's the next step?"
...
Luo Huayi opened her eyes, her head throbbing with pain.
The bedroom was pitch black.
He covered his head and sat up abruptly.
The digital clock on the bedside table showed the time as 3 a.m.
Luo Huayi asked the voice assistant to turn on the auxiliary light, and only then did she realize that she was lying in the bedroom where Xin Que was staying.
The woman was long gone.
"President Luo?" Cheng Zheng heard the commotion and hurried upstairs. "What's wrong?"
Luo Huayi stared blankly at the sofa chair beside the bed. "Nothing... Where's Xin Que?"
Cheng Zheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was alright. "She went back to the apartment building after she woke up in the afternoon."
Luo Huayi felt inexplicably annoyed.
It wasn't that I wanted to see Xin Que.
However, she still has the so-called "execution" arranged by Luo Wenyong on her body. What if the plot takes advantage of Xin Que being alone to do something?
"Huh?" Cheng Zheng looked bewildered when he heard Luo Huayi's question. "I asked Miss Xin before she left, but she said that the extent to which the ghost wall is controlling the world is getting deeper and deeper. If we really want to involve her, whether she ends up alone or not will not affect the outcome."
Upon hearing this, Luo Huayi frowned even more deeply. "That may be true, but whether it's information exchange or other aspects, teaming up is always better than going it alone."
I really don't want to see Xin Que.
After calm analysis and rational thinking, he concluded that, in the face of unpredictable crises, whether from a personal micro-perspective or a macro-perspective, the optimal solution was for those directly involved to be as close as possible.
“Ji Mingchuan has disappeared, and now only a few of us who knew each other are left…” Cheng Zheng’s lips twitched. “You don’t want me and Xin Que to live here, do you?”
Luo Huayi “…”
Depend on.
I forgot to exclude him.
Xin Que had been sneezing ever since she returned to her apartment.
"What the hell?" Xin Que tossed aside another tissue, nearly collapsing onto the floor with a sneeze. "A manifestation of consciousness can catch a cold?"
It turns out that you shouldn't jinx someone.
I can't even think about it.
"My God..." After hearing Xin Que's request to buy cold medicine, the pharmacist at the pharmacy quickly diagnosed Xin Que with a stomach ailment.
Xin Que: "???"
Stomach problems?
"Miss, your symptoms...blah blah blah," the pharmacist began, shoving stomach medicine into her arms while instructing her on her diet, "You absolutely must stop eating those greasy and spicy foods, and you absolutely must have your partner prepare medicinal meals to soothe your stomach...blah blah blah..."
Upon hearing the words "medicinal diet to nourish the stomach," Xin Que's face immediately fell into a grimace.
"Why do you look so pale?" The pharmacist exclaimed in surprise, quickly approaching with a gossipy look on his face, and very professionally steered the conversation toward a tragic love story, "Did you have a fight with your partner, a cold war, or some kind of conflict?"
As she spoke, she glanced at Xin Que's used car outside the pharmacy. "Someone as successful as you must have a loving partner who is young, capable, gentle, and considerate... It's just so enviable."
Xin Que "..."
"Oh, by the way," the pharmacist said with a smile, handing over the payment QR code, "our store doesn't support medical insurance."
A crack finally appeared on Xin Que's usually impassive, lifeless face.
Carrying a bag of medicine, Xin Que covered her face as soon as she stepped out of the pharmacy.
Outside the door was a very spacious office.
"Mr. Xin?" There was a knock at the door, and then the secretary walked in carrying documents. "This is the business department's quarterly report."
Xin Que "..."
The secretary came, and then the secretary left.
She glanced at the office furnishings, and then everything went black.
Luo Huayi and Cheng Zheng parted ways at the elevator entrance, just about to enter the president's elevator...
He was stopped by a kind secretary who happened to be passing by.
Luo Huayi: "???"
“Mr. Luo,” the secretary frowned and then began to spout nonsense, “this is not a place for you.”
Luo Huayi: "???"
Just as he was about to call out to Cheng Zheng, he saw the numbers on the employee elevator that Cheng Zheng was in rapidly jump away from the first floor.
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