Chapter 82 Happy Birthday
"Happy birthday, host!"
[The Welfare System wishes the host a happy birthday and presents a double-layered ice cream cake! May the host become increasingly kind and humane!]
Gu Zuozuo...?
Are they bullying her because she never went to school or something? Is this supposed to be a blessing?
A twelve-inch, two-tiered cake suddenly appeared on the table in front of her, the aroma of cream mixed with the unique cool scent of ice cream wafting into her nose.
So today is her birthday?
Gu Zuozuo, who was initially amused by her anger, suddenly became somewhat stunned.
It's quite a coincidence that she and the original owner share the same birthday but are born in different years. Before the original owner turned eleven, she would receive a carefully prepared gift from her parents every year.
She has never celebrated a birthday since she was a child, and she rarely even touches cakes and desserts, because her father, as the head of the family, forbids her from indulging in frivolous pursuits and forbids her from having any hobbies.
Looking at the fragrant cake on the table, Gu Zuozuo smiled with relief.
I picked up the candle next to me and stuck it on the cake. Listening to the strange-sounding birthday song playing in my head, I closed my eyes and made a wish.
[Host, host, what is your wish?]
I dipped my finger in the cream and put it in my mouth. So this is what the cake I remember tastes like.
"Isn't it said that if you say it out loud, it won't work?"
The system let out a disappointed "oh," having originally intended to know the host's wish before delivering a gift.
[Host, this is a gift for you.]
System Claes pulled out a small box and placed it in front of her as if to show off, its smug tentacles leaving afterimages.
"What is this... a watch?!"
A clock as a birthday gift?
Is he serious?
What's wrong? Don't you like it?
The system was somewhat sluggish. This was a Patek Philippe watch that it had spent its treasury to find in a modern dimension to have aged for its host. It was said that this brand would be very popular from now until the future.
Gu Zuozuo picked it up and put it on her wrist. The watch was a low-key silver-gray, without diamonds but with smooth lines, looking very elegant and noble, suitable for wearing out.
"No, I like it very much, but please don't give the next host a clock as a gift, or you might get beaten up."
Three question marks appeared above the system's head. "If you don't understand something, ask Baidu." The system started searching for information, and five minutes later, it silently shut down.
Why do we have to be careful about homophones when giving a gift?
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Gu Zuozuo's clinic was very popular. From morning till night, there was almost always a crowd. It was either the aunt from the east with a backache or the man from the west who had a stiff neck from sleeping in. They would come knocking on the door before dawn with their heads tilted to one side.
"Gu Zhiqing, my son keeps complaining of stomach aches, and the medicine isn't helping!"
Gu Zuozuo wiped her hands and told the aunt who was giving her an injection to stay still and not move. Her head was almost two miles long. It was true that as long as she didn't die, she would carry the IV drip to watch the excitement.
He got up and went to his sister-in-law's side, patting the boy's head.
"Come on, let me see."
The boy in his sister-in-law's arms was very thin, but his belly was very big, and he was crying with distress.
Gu Zuozuo placed her hand directly on his pulse, and her supernatural power flowed along his meridians and enveloped his entire body. What she saw next sent chills down her spine.
"Gu Zhiqing, how is my child? Is he alright?"
Gu Zuozuo withdrew her hand, looking at the crying boy in her sister-in-law's arms with a complicated expression.
"Does he never wash his hands after using the toilet? And does he like to eat everything?"
The woman's expression changed drastically, and her voice became urgent.
"What? What did my child eat that they shouldn't have? Are they poisoned? Is it serious?"
As he spoke, his eyes turned red with anxiety.
Gu Zuozuo helplessly interrupted her rich imagination.
"Don't worry, sister-in-law. He's not poisoned. He has worms in his stomach. I'll get you something. Watch him eat it later. He'll get better once he gets home and has diarrhea."
As he spoke, he took out a pagoda-shaped sugar tablet from the medicine cabinet behind him.
"This is an insecticidal sugar; it's not bitter, it's sweet."
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