Just when Yan Mofei's consciousness was blurred and he felt that he was about to meet his ancestors, the system's voice finally rang.
"Found it, found it, the art of immunity to all poisons!"
Yan Mofei felt as if his whole body was soaked by something, but it was useless and he was still in a daze.
"Why is it useless? This system has already given you this good stuff as a reward in advance. Host, host, how do you feel?"
"One step closer to death."
"This system, search again."
Well, Yan Mofei might as well just close his eyes and wait for death.
He never imagined that one day he would be killed by his own assistant. It was so frustrating.
Just when consciousness was about to sink into darkness, the system's voice finally sounded again.
"A hundred solutions, a hundred solutions, please help this system solve it!"
Following this voice, Yan Mofei fell into complete darkness.
Yang Xiaoli was talking to the doctor. She was holding the herbal tea she had made, and was eager to know what was going on with her boss.
"Draw Lao Song's blood. He drank it and was fine. He must have the antidote."
At this time, Yang Xiaoli was possessed by wisdom. She thought of things that even Lao Song had not thought of.
Lao Song stretched out his hand and said, "Yes, take my blood and give it to the boss."
"Don't mess around. Blood can't just be drawn or replaced. Let me go see if the bleeding has stopped."
Yan Mofei's illness, though nonsensical, was the most vexing for doctors. It was the kind of illness that couldn't be diagnosed and couldn't be cured that was the most serious.
It would be best if the bleeding could stop on its own now.
The three of them came to the ward together. The moment they saw Yan Mofei, Yang Xiaoli's face immediately turned pale. He pushed the doctor aside and pounced on him.
"Boss, boss, what's wrong with you? You can't die, you can't die!"
Yan Mofei in front of him had his hands hanging on the edge of the bed, his eyes tightly closed, and his whole body turned extremely pale due to excessive blood loss.
He seemed to have stopped breathing and his body did not move at all.
"Boss, boss, you can't die. What will I do if you die? Who will I be your assistant to? No one wants me!"
"Boss, come back to life!"
"Yes, artificial respiration and cardiopulmonary resuscitation." Yang Xiaoli was possessed by the god of wisdom. She wiped away the tears that were falling down desperately and raised her hand to press Yan Mofei's heart.
"Stop!" Old Song wiped his sweat and grabbed Yang Xiaoli with great difficulty.
"If you hit him like that, all the boss' bones will be broken." Does this silly girl know what a stupid thing she is doing?
"This is a hospital. There are doctors here."
The doctor rolled his eyes and rubbed his bruised shoulder. How could a little girl have such strength? It was a good thing he didn't stand in front of her, otherwise he would have been hit and sent flying.
"He just lost too much blood and passed out. But fortunately the bleeding has stopped, so he's fine."
"Let him have a good rest. I'll prescribe some blood-boosting medicine for him. He'll just need to rest well then."
Yang Xiaoli opened her big round eyes, tears still welling up in them: "Boss, did he faint?"
"Fortunately, woo woo, the boss is not dead."
As long as the boss is still here, it will be fine. If he dies, I won’t be able to live either.
The system was also breathing heavily, and it even made the sound of wiping sweat. Then it suddenly remembered: "Why am I breathing heavily? Why am I wiping sweat? This system is the most invincible and adorable melon-eating system in history, not a human."
"Fortunately, I made it in time. I was only a second away from being without a host. Woo woo..."
It quietly curled itself up into a ball. Even though it couldn't be seen or touched, it was making this movement.
Then he slowly "looked" at Yan Mofei. His host was so handsome, and fortunately he didn't conflict with his cute self.
The host is the most handsome in the world, and I am the cutest in the world.
"All three special abilities have been used, which is a violation of the system's rules. Fortunately, the host has accumulated 30,000 popularity points, which is enough to obtain these rewards."
It exhaled again and continued to "watch" silently.
Yan Mofei lost a lot of blood and lay down for a day before slowly waking up with an IV drip in his hand.
When he woke up, Old Song was bringing a bowl of pig blood porridge and a bowl of red date and lotus seed soup and gently placing them down. Yang Xiaoli was sleeping on the edge of the bed.
Two buns were right next to Yan Mofei's hand, and one hand was holding his hand.
Yan Mofei gritted his teeth. His hand was almost pinched. If it was pinched any further, he was afraid it would be dead.
Even though he was asleep, he was still so energetic.
He pulled hard, but nothing happened, so he could only look at Lao Song.
Old Song came over and raised his hand to wake Yang Xiaoli. Yan Mofei shook his head, and Old Song had no choice but to pry open Yang Xiaoli's fingers one by one so that Yan Mofei could pull his hand out.
Just as he was about to break open the last one, Yang Xiaoli suddenly raised his head and met Yan Mofei's gaze.
She immediately smiled sweetly, still with the naivety of someone who had just woken up from a dream: "Boss, you're awake."
Lao Song: You know when to wake up.
"Boss, I will never give you random food again, and I will never make those herbal teas again."
"I just see how hard you work every day, and you don't have a beautiful sister by your side. They say that it will make you suffer from internal heat. That's why I want to make herbal tea to help you reduce your internal heat."
I never thought that the way to reduce fever is to cool down yourself.
Yan Mofei's face was filled with black lines: "Who are they?"
Yang Xiaoli crossed his fingers, looking awkward and silent.
"Very good, give me your phone."
He moved his hands, and the blood in his fingers, which had turned blue, had begun to return. Although it was very uncomfortable, it was still okay to move them.
"Boss, you can't delete my photos anymore. I didn't take that many."
"Bring it here."
Yang Xiaoli was reluctant, but still unlocked the phone and handed it over.
She opened her mouth with a conflicted look, trying to argue again: "Boss, you can delete the others, but can you let me have that photo? You took it yourself."
Yan Mofei didn't say anything, but just operated on her mobile phone. After three minutes, the phone was back in Yang Xiaoli's hands.
She immediately opened the photo album with a heavy heart. Her heart, which had been as dead as ashes, suddenly began to beat faster and her face was filled with surprise.
The boss didn't delete her photos, they are still there.
What was the boss pressing just now?
She looked through her phone and went straight to her chat page.
“Boss, my aunt group!”
All gone!
Yan Mofei sipped his red date and lotus seed soup while whispering, "Well, from now on, you are forbidden from associating with the elderly, and don't even think about researching any folk remedies."
At this time, the system appeared again: "Host, you finally woke up. Do you want to redeem the others?"
"Come on, with this popularity gain, I can truly become an actor."
"Okay host, I will redeem it for you immediately. The conflict between your fate and the entertainment industry will be reduced by 5%."
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