Tomb Raider: I Became the Young Master of the Crescent Hotel

"Okay, if you need anything, just press the watch, I'll be right back."

Yin Qiaomu knew that Wuxie wanted to send him away. He didn't know why, but he left anyway.

Fatty Wang came back, took Wuxie away, and went to Huo Daof’s house.

"His lung function has already failed. The only way to save him is to perform a lung transplant."

"Five-year survival rate, 35 percent."

Fatty Wang listened carefully: "Thirty-five percent is not low! It's worth it!"

"He has already entered the stage of failure, and at this point, where can I find lungs for him?"

Huo Dafu glanced at the unconscious Wuxie and shook his head slightly.

"I have two! I'll give you one!"

Fatty Wang patted his lungs hard, fearing that if it was too late, Huo Daof would not treat him.

Even someone like Huo Daof envied Wuxie, a dying man, at this moment.

Fatty Wang is really nice, but Wuxie now not only has problems with his lungs, his liver is also showing signs of failure.

"Also, because Wuxie has eaten Qilin blood, his blood is different from that of ordinary people."

"Even if the operation is performed now, without the supplement of Qilin blood, Wuxie will not be able to survive until the end of the operation."

Given his current physical condition, he would usually have to stay in the hospital with an intubation and wait for death.

"There has to be a way, right?! The liver also has it, yes!"

Huo Dafu told Fatty that traditional methods would not be able to save Wuxie now.

He looked into Fatty Wang's eyes and gritted his teeth: "I owe you a life-saving favor, I will definitely pay it back!"

He decided to use a native method from Borneo, using oil to inhale the lungs.

Wuxie had suffered a great crime, so naturally he couldn't hide it anymore.

When Yin Qiumu received Fatty's call and rushed over, it was already completed.

The pool of blood on the ground made Yin Qiumu's heart ache. Well, Wuxie was so smart, how could he not guess what he was thinking.

"Xiao Qiao, Tian Zhen can be saved. He can be saved."

Yin Qiumu looked at Huo Daofu, who seemed a little awkward, and said thank you softly.

"I, Yin Qiaomu, owe you a favor. If you need me in the future, just let me know."

He and the fat man carried Wuxie back together, and they passed this level.

These days, Yin Qiaomu and Fatty Wang have been taking turns to take care of Wuxie, and both of them have lost a lot of weight.

Fatty Wang was very proud of the fact that the big belly he had built up with great difficulty had become thinner again.

Wuxie fell into a coma and dreamed of his past life again.

"Who is that? So beautiful..."

"That one? He's the young master of our underworld, the son of the Emperor of Fengdu and the Queen Mother of the West - Mu Lin."

The Queen Mother of the West, who has the purest bloodline, is the leader of the female fairies and dominates the yin energy.

She is the daughter of the great god Pangu!

"I wish I could stand next to him."

The little god laughed for a long time: "Langya, don't be so wishful thinking. Even if Mu Lin the God wants to choose a partner, it won't be your turn."

"Have you seen the black unicorn guarding our underworld? That is the most suitable one for the young master. People like us should just accept our fate and do good things."

I don't believe in fate!

Langya practiced hard, and every time he met him, he would meet him by chance, and then he would bow respectfully with his fists clasped.

Langya felt satisfied just to hear him say "get up".

He succeeded, his efforts were rewarded, and the Emperor of Fengdu summoned him.

Langya was in power, and he was able to go in and out with him and care about each other.

However, because of a trip to the mortal world, his Mu Lin understood love and gave birth to a body of flesh and blood.

One reincarnation, just for one person.

He couldn't leave the underworld and could only watch. After he was sad, he returned to Qilin.

Why, he was only one step away from crossing the Forgotten River, returning to the underworld, back to him.

After Wuxie woke up, he looked at Yin Qiaomu who was guarding him.

At this moment, he is Wuxie and Langya.

"Mumu..."

Yin Qiumu opened his eyes when he heard the noise, and just as he was about to stand up, he felt a pain in his neck.

"Ouch, my cervical spine!"

Fatty Wang came in wearing KT Cat pajamas, holding his waist.

"Tian Zhen is awake! Come and try the pork rib soup made by Fatty himself! It tastes amazing!"

“Xiao Qiao, who is used to eating at the chef’s, is full of praise!”

Wuxie looked at the two escorts, both of whom were "injured".

"What's wrong with you two?"

One of them was holding his waist and the other was covering his neck. If the person accompanying him was not Fatty Wang and no one else, Wuxie would really have thought too much.

Of course, it's obvious what's going on.

Mumu sprained his waist because he was accompanying him, and Fatty Wang sprained his waist because he was cooking for him.

This was the result Yin Qiumu mentioned, and Wuxie accepted it well.

Finally, the dust has settled.