The doctor's results were about an hour slower than the system's, but as soon as they came out, they expressed to Song Xuanhe their concerns about Xiao Yuanmu's physical condition and their pessimism about the subsequent treatment.
As the owner of this hospital, there was no reason why Xiao Yuanmu's illness would not allow him to hear it. Moreover, even if he was not allowed to hear it, he already knew his physical condition.
His eyes swept across the uneasy expressions of several doctors, and his expression was extremely calm. Only when his gaze fell on Song Xuanhe's face, did his eyes fluctuate. He raised his hand to let others leave, and spoke first to break the stalemate atmosphere that had been in place since he said that Song Xuanhe should leave this world.
Xiao Yuanmu said: "I want to go back to China."
Song Xuanhe's attention had always been on Xiao Yuanmu. When he spoke, he raised his eyes, thought for a moment and said, "Okay."
He knew Xiao Yuanmu. He was not the kind of person who would sit and wait for death, and he always did things flawlessly. This could be seen from the fact that he had not concealed the fact that he had gone to Country F for a check-up, and had openly brought all the trustworthy people around him to show their faces to him without arousing any suspicion, and until now there had been no news of his illness.
If Xiao Yuanmu himself gave up treatment, it only proved that he was very clear that his physical condition could not be alleviated under the current medical level. It was not a cure, but only an alleviation.
But current medical technology is unable to simply relieve the symptoms.
Song Xuanhe's heart felt like it was hit hard by something heavy and sharp, bringing with it a tearing pain. Despite the suffocating sadness, he managed to remain calm.
Maybe it was because Xiao Yuanmu was the protagonist of this world, or maybe it was because the system existed in a high-tech dimension. Even though he was extremely worried and sad, he was not afraid.
He even had a certainty in his heart that came from nowhere, he felt that Xiao Yuanmu would never die.
If the system knew what he was thinking, it might once again ridicule his intuition theory, but the system was currently investigating the cause of Xiao Yuanmu's physical decline and had no time to pay attention to what Song Xuanhe was thinking.
Hearing that Song Xuanhe agreed without much hesitation, Xiao Yuanmu's eyes flashed with surprise. He thought Song Xuanhe would stop him.
"We'll set off after you've rested well," said Song Xuanhe.
"I have asked Yang Jie to approve the route. I will go to the plane to rest later." Xiao Yuanmu said.
Until they got on the plane, both of them tacitly agreed not to mention the issue of whether Song Xuanhe would stay or leave three days later.
The total flight time was estimated to be eleven hours. As soon as they got on the plane, Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu went into the bedroom. They lay side by side on the bed, listening to the sound of airflow caused by the flight, and no one spoke.
Time passed minute by minute, and Xiao Yuanmu finally closed his eyes due to the exhaustion.
Hearing the shallow breathing sound beside him, Song Xuan moved the hand placed on his side and gently grasped Xiao Yuanmu's slightly cold hand.
In his memory, Xiao Yuanmu's hands were different from his cold appearance. They had always been warm and dry, but now they were cool and a little wet, which made Song Xuanhe's heart sink.
He couldn't help but ask the system: [Have you found a way to treat Xiao Yuanmu? 】
The system replied after a while: [No, his organ failure is very abnormal and is not caused by disease. This is very unreasonable. If we can't find the cause, it will be difficult to make a breakthrough in the analysis of the disease. Moreover, I am very puzzled. As the protagonist of this world, Xiao Yuanmu's body should not have this kind of situation. I am now wondering whether his physical condition is related to the advance of the previous important plot. 】
Song Xuanhe frowned: [Xiao Bacong was kidnapped? 】
【right. 】The system said: 【This world operates on the author's timeline according to the various plots written by the author. Because the author has not finished this book, the time this world is controlled by the plot only lasts until the time mentioned in the book. If nothing unexpected happens, Xiao Yuanmu should still be the protagonist of this world until the plot of the book ends two years later, and it is impossible for his body to have problems before that. 】
[But now, the timeline in the book has come to an end. Song Xuanhe's expression suddenly changed, and he continued with the system's words: Xiao Yuanmu is no longer the protagonist of this world. 】
【right……】
Seeing Song Xuanhe's expression, the system stopped what it was about to say and remained silent, giving him time to digest.
After an unknown amount of time, Song Xuanhe asked again: [What would happen to Xiao Yuanmu if he was no longer the protagonist of this book? 】
The system said: [You should know. 】
Song Xuanhe knew it for sure, but he still couldn't help but feel a little hopeful, hoping that the system could give him a hopeful answer.
Will he really die? 】Song Xuanhe spoke with some difficulty.
The system was silent for a few seconds, avoiding the question, and said to Song Xuanhe: [You still have sixty-nine hours to consider. You said before that you have a reason to go back. Since it is a necessary reason, I hope you will carefully consider whether to stay or leave. 】
[Is this the answer you gave me?] 】
The system remained silent, and Song Xuanhe also fell into silence.
Silently feeling the despair spreading in my heart bit by bit.
Before this, he always believed that Xiao Yuanmu's halo as the protagonist could help him. Every major plot before, no matter how serious the deviation was, would be corrected by the world in the end. This time, the protagonist of the world had a problem, and the world should naturally fix his problem.
But the system told him that Xiao Yuanmu was no longer the protagonist of the world.
He is now just one of the countless living beings. The world will no longer care whether he lives or dies, just like the world treats other creatures in this space, allowing them to experience the cycle of birth, aging, sickness and death, treating them as ants like dust.
[Xiao Yuanmu woke up.] 】
The system's voice suddenly rang in his mind, and Song Xuanhe's eyelashes trembled. He picked up the phone and took a look. The plane had already entered China, and the time was calculated according to Chinese time. It was now 10:50 pm, and the plane would land in about half an hour.
Song Xuanhe's eyes were fixed on the time on the screen and he couldn't take them away. His mind was in a mess and he hasn't fully come back to his senses yet.
Xiao Yuanmu suddenly reached out and put his arms around Song Xuanhe's neck, pulled him down, and then covered his lips with his. He easily pried open Song Xuanhe's teeth and wandered around in his mouth, sometimes passionately and sometimes tenderly, carefully scanning every corner of his mouth.
"good morning."
Xiao Yuanmu let go of him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised with a faint smile on his face.
Song Xuanhe's eyes fell on his expression, which seemed to be completely clear and even more cheerful than ever before. He paused and then said, "It's evening now, but good morning."
He bit his lower lip, then said, "We're about to land, fasten your seat belts."
Xiao Yuanmu raised his eyebrows, thinking of Song Xuanhe's good habit of carefully checking and fastening his seat belt before driving every time. He chuckled softly, but still fastened his seat belt.
The plane landed steadily. As it was already late, they did not notify anyone else and went straight back to the city center apartment where they had lived before.
Although no one lives in this apartment, it is cleaned regularly every few days, so even if they come back unexpectedly, they only need to change the sheets and go to sleep.
It was Song Xuanhe's first time changing the bed sheets. He studied the zipper of the duvet cover for a long time before slowly stuffing the quilt core in. He was very serious while checking the situation.
Xiao Yuanmu leaned against the door and watched, with a smile on his lips that he was not even aware of.
"I'll do it."
Xiao Yuanmu walked over to Song Xuanhe, took the quilt from him, and while tidying up his messy vest, he explained to him: "You need to tidy up the quilt core first, and then make sure the four corners of the quilt..."
Song Xuanhe listened carefully, and then watched Xiao Yuanmu stuff the quilt neatly into the quilt in less than half a minute.
The contrast is particularly hurtful.
"This is my first time doing this. I will be proficient in it later." He refused to admit defeat and said, "Then we will have a quilt-covering competition. Whoever loses will agree to one of the other's requests."
Xiao Yuanmu laughed and asked, "How long do you need to practice before you can compete?"
"It should be at least three to five years. This is fair. Otherwise..."
After saying that, Song Xuanhe fell silent, and the smile on Xiao Yuanmu's face faded a little bit.
He raised his eyes and saw Xiao Yuanmu's dim eyes, and said, "Xiao Yuanmu, you will definitely be fine, believe me."
Xiao Yuanmu met his clear eyes, clenched his fists to suppress his slightly trembling hands, and curled his lips in a hum.
"Okay, now that the bed is made, let's go to sleep." Song Xuanhe said, "Or did you sleep for a long time on the plane and don't want to sleep now?"
"Go to sleep." Xiao Yuanmu changed into his pajamas and said, "I want to watch you sleep."
Song Xuanhe paused, then suddenly stepped forward and unbuttoned his shirt: "Since you're not sleepy, let's do something else."
…
In the next two days, Xiao Yuanmu and Song Xuanhe went to Jinji to drink porridge, went to the welfare home to see the director, went to the Song family to visit Li Nian'an, went to the Song family to see Song Xuanlin, called Xiao Shenglin and others to a party, and took the children of the welfare home to the playground...
Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was the last three hours that Song Xuan and the tasker had to stay in this world. However, at this time the system still did not provide any solution to treat Xiao Yuanmu.
Xiao Yuanmu had given up long ago, but Song Xuanhe still wanted to persist.
Until the system told him: [I know the reason why Xiao Yuanmu's body is failing. 】
[The failure of Xiao Yuanmu’s organs is not because of problems with his body, but his soul...] The system said: [He said before that he had experienced two rebirths. It may be because these two rebirths consumed his soul, causing his soul power to begin to decline. As the soul declines, the body will also decline, and it is almost irreversible. 】
Song Xuanhe looked up at the bright starry sky at night, his expression unchanged, and asked: [You said almost, which means there is still hope. 】
[Yes, soul repair fluid.] 】The system said: 【It is in the system’s miracle store. If you choose to stay in this world, you can exchange it. 】
Song Xuanhe's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by the system: [However, everything in the system store can only be directly exchanged into your body. 】
【What's the meaning? 】
[The soul repair fluid can only be used by you. 】
Song Xuanhe's bright eyes dimmed little by little. The hope he had been holding on to for the past two days was completely shattered. For a moment, his heart was filled with anger and exhaustion: [What's the use of it to me? 】
[You are the system, that is your store, can't you get it out? Song Xuanhe asked: I have two more chances to ask for help, including my chance to be reborn. I will give them all to you. How about you inject the soul repair fluid into Xiao Yuanmu's body? 】
[I can't do it...] The system said: [I only exist in your mind, so I can only do business with you, this is the rule. 】
Song Xuanhe fell silent. After a few seconds, his eyes suddenly lit up: [Didn’t you have a host before? That is to say, you can enter someone else's body. Now you enter Xiao Yuanmu's body and inject the repair fluid into him. 】
[In theory, it is possible.] 】The system said:【But I can't enter other people's bodies without a task instruction, which will violate the system rules, and I can't enter another person's body without unbinding myself from you. 】
[Then wait for me for you to contact and bind with me...]
Song Xuanhe stopped talking halfway. The system once told him that the punishment for violating the system's rules was no different from the destruction of humans. Even if it was just a system, he was not qualified to ask it to sacrifice itself to save Xiao Yuanmu.
[I remember there is a life extraction converter in the system store. What is it used for? 】
The system didn't want to answer, but had to answer: [It is possible to extract the vitality of one person into another person, but there are serious side effects. The person using the converter will have to endure severe pain because his soul power is being extracted by external forces, and his body will be very weak afterwards. 】
[If I give half of my vitality to Xiao Yuanmu, can he survive? 】
The system was silent for a while before saying: [Okay. 】
[I exchanged for the Life Extraction Converter.] 】Song Xuanhe smiled and said firmly: [When my time in this world is over, you will help me exchange it. 】
The system remained silent, so Song Xuanhe took it as its consent.
He turned to look at Xiao Yuanmu with a smile, and seeing that he had fallen asleep again, the smile on his face paused. He raised his hand and gently stroked his forehead, his smile deeper than before.
He knew that there must be a way to save Xiao Yuanmu.
Xiao Yuanmu was sleeping lightly, and he woke up when Song Xuanhe's hand touched him.
He lay on Song Xuanhe's legs, looked up and saw the relieved smile on his face. He was stunned for a moment, a guess came to his mind, but he found it hard to believe.
"Awake?" Song Xuanhe soon discovered that Xiao Yuanmu was awake, and lowered his head and said, "Don't you want to sleep a little longer?"
"No need to sleep." Xiao Yuanmu sat up, glanced at his watch, and said, "I'll rest after you leave."
Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows: "Then you may have to wait a long time before you can rest."
Xiao Yuanmu's face was calm, and he said, "You promised me before that you would return to your world."
Song Xuanhe blinked, curled his lips and said: "That's on the premise that you can't be saved."
Xiao Yuanmu paused, with shock on his face not concealed at all, but he just stared at Song Xuanhe, unable to even open his mouth to ask.
"You are saved." It was the first time that Song Xuanhe saw his surprised expression. He couldn't help but laugh out loud. He put his hand on his shoulder, hugged his neck and said, "I said you can be saved, then you can be saved."
"What method?" Xiao Yuanmu pulled his hand down, the shock on his face faded away, leaving only calmness.
"My system has a way." Song Xuanhe said: "If I choose to stay in this world, I can choose an item to exchange in the system store. I couldn't see the system store before, but I saw it this morning. There is an item in it-"
Song Xuanhe wanted to keep it a secret, but Xiao Yuanmu did not cooperate and instead looked sullen.
"Soul repair fluid." Song Xuanhe sighed and said, "Your organ failure is due to soul failure, and your soul failure is due to your two rebirths. Therefore, no doctor in this world can solve it. However, the soul repair fluid can repair the damaged soul of your rebirth."
Xiao Yuanmu's eyelashes trembled. He usually reacted quickly, but this time his brain was a little slow to react. Song Xuanhe's words were easy to understand, but he found it hard to believe that the fate he thought was already determined could be reversed so easily.
"What do you have to give?"
Xiao Yuanmu stared into Song Xuanhe's eyes, staring at him without blinking, as if he wanted to see through all the concealment in his words.
Song Xuanhe pursed his lips. Seeing Xiao Yuanmu tense up, he couldn't help but burst out laughing and said, "I bargained with the system for three opportunities for help before, and only used it once. The soul repair fluid was exchanged for my staying in this world and the two times of help. If you don't count my staying, it would be almost free."
Song Xuanhe has always been the best at lying. Xiao Yuanmu knew this a long time ago, but even if he knew it, he could never see from his eyes what he really wanted to hide. This time was no exception. He couldn't tell the truth from falsehood in Song Xuanhe's words.
He wanted to believe that this was true. He wanted time so much. He greedily wanted to be with Song Xuanhe for a few more days or weeks, even a few hours.
But if this is false, the price is that after he leaves, Song Xuanhe will be left forever in this world where he has no sense of belonging.
He can't do it.
"You don't believe me?" Song Xuanhe frowned.
Xiao Yuanmu pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "I'm just scared."
"I'm afraid you'll love me more." Xiao Yuanmu hugged him and said, "I'm afraid you'll be alone in the future."
Song Xuanhe was stunned for a moment, his eyes instantly turned red, his Adam's apple moved, he pushed Xiao Yuanmu away and said: "The time is almost up, you will soon find out that we don't just have these few minutes now, we have days, months and years to come."
"Z48." Song Xuanhe smiled and said, "Thank you for taking care of me during this period. I haven't told you before that I am glad to meet you and that you brought me into this world. Although we won't see each other again, I will definitely remember you. Let's do it."
Xiao Yuanmu was tense and stared at Song Xuanhe.
However, Song Xuanhe didn't seem to have changed at all, but he could feel his weak body filling up little by little, his heavy and trembling limbs becoming flexible again, his dizzy head becoming clearer little by little, and his aching internal organs no longer hurting...
In just three minutes, he could clearly feel that his body had recovered, and Song Xuanhe was still sitting next to him.
Xiao Yuanmu couldn't believe that all this was actually true.
He reached out and grabbed Song Xuanhe's hand, his clear voice hoarse, with rare excitement and trembling: "You are still here."
Song Xuan and Wan Yan: "Of course I'm still here."
As he spoke, his expression paused, and he felt something being pulled out of his mind. He soon realized what it was, and quickly said in his mind: [Thank you, Z48. 】
【You're welcome. 】There was a smile in the system's voice, and the feeling of withdrawal became weak: 【Goodbye. 】
Song Xuanhe was stunned for a moment and said: [Aren’t you going to extract my soul? 】
He hadn't felt any pain, nor had he felt his body weaken. Rather, apart from the almost imperceptible feeling of the system being drained away, he hadn't felt anything at all.
[Has already been pulled away.] I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been away from my mind, but the system’s voice is getting weaker and weaker. It says: [I’ve never said that knowing you is the happiest thing in my life. Your happiness is my greatest hope. You must be happy and brave in the future…]
The system disappeared before it finished speaking. Song Xuanhe raised his head, staring blankly at the starry sky above his head. He felt as if something was missing in his heart, but also as if something was filling it up gently.
"I love you."
Xiao Yuanmu turned his head and covered his lips, the tender smile in his eyes made people indulge in it.
Song Xuanhe withdrew his thoughts, his heart filled with relief and happiness. He raised Xiao Yuanmu's chin and took the initiative: "I love you, too."
In the night sky, a faint star twinkled, and then gradually disappeared into the sea of stars.
The author has something to say: The main text officially ends here!
The update of the extra chapter may take a few days, and Dakuan cannot confirm the time. Those who want to read it can wait until Dakuan finishes it, so they don’t have to wait.
Finally, I would like to thank all the big guys who have accompanied Dakuan here. Thank you very much. Thank you for tolerating my procrastination, immature writing, and the willful interruption of updates due to writer's block or illness. I am not a very good author, but you are indeed the best readers. I love you. I bow to you.
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