After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

Upon hearing this, Qiao Jingtong immediately came to the bed with a curious look on his face and said, "Can you tell me what's going on?"

"I don't know." The little girl shook her head first, then recalled the scene at that time: "My eyes were blocked by the uncle, so I didn't see... But I vomited out a lot of worms! Just like when I was sick before, I vomited out everything in my stomach and didn't feel uncomfortable. Well, but it was a bit uncomfortable when I vomited, and my nose and mouth were sticky..."

With just these simple words, Qiao Jingtong could probably imagine the scene at that time. Then he frowned and said with disgust: "This unimportant detail can be skipped... It's a little disgusting."

Then the expression on his face turned into confusion: "What about the bugs?"

The little girl said very straightforwardly: "I don't know, but I saw golden fire. It should have been burned by that handsome uncle, right?"

Qiao Jingtong was stunned for a moment.

Golden fire?

Shouldn't it be, turning those bugs into stone?

Isn't Zhongli the Rock King? Or the Fire King?

But before he knew it, Qiao Jingtong found another reason. Zhongli should not only be able to use elemental power, but also fairy magic to cremate those insects with fire.

It's not something that's difficult to understand.

After thinking about these things clearly, Qiao Jingtong became more concerned about his sister's current situation.

Zhongli had told him before that his sister was no longer in any serious condition, but she was still very weak and needed more nourishment.

Qiao Jingtong didn't know why, but he trusted Zhongli so much. It was a very subtle feeling of trust when he saw Zhongli.

There is a feeling that the other person is reliable and kind to people, and there is a somewhat unusual and approachable feeling.

But Qiao Jingtong himself might not have felt these slight abnormalities. He just thought that it might be because he got to know Zhongli better through the game.

And in real life, after meeting this person, even if you have never met him before, you can't help but fall in love with the natural liking and sense of closeness.

So after experiencing so many things in such a short period of time, Qiao Jingtong trusted Zhongli even more.

He had simply sat down beside his sister's bed, wanting to see what her current condition was like: "Can you move now? Move for me to see."

The little girl lying on the bed had a wronged expression on her face, and said pitifully, "I don't have the strength, I don't want to move..."

"No strength?" Qiao Jingtong showed a puzzled expression: "Why do you have no strength?"

The little girl lying on the bed still had that pitiful expression on her face: "It's like I didn't eat... I feel light and heavy... and a little dizzy, a little uncomfortable."

Qiao Jingtong raised his hand and gently patted his sister's head: "As the saying goes, life lies in exercise. You are well now, you need to move more to recover your previous condition, go back to school earlier, and play with your friends!"

The little girl frowned when she heard that, with a very distressed expression: "I don't want to go to school... but I want to play with my friends."

Qiao Jingtong immediately smiled and coaxed: "Don't go to school for now. Exercise more now. When you are better, you can go out and play with your classmates and friends first."

It was not until this moment that the little girl, who was suddenly pressed down by the huge mountain of learning, smiled.

And nodded obediently: "Then I will exercise well."

Qiao Jingtong couldn't help but smile as well, and touched the head of his younger sister, who was still young and easily fooled.

The middle-aged woman, looking at this scene, seemed to want to say something but hesitated. In the end, she did not say anything discouraging.

Then he smiled, but it looked a little forced.

The middle-aged woman had not forgotten what she had not finished, so she gently placed her slender, thin and small hand on the quilt.

Then she gently advised: "Mom, take the dinner to other uncles, aunts, grandparents, and will come to accompany you soon. If you are hungry, ask your brother to feed you the corn porridge."

After giving these instructions, the middle-aged woman went to sort out the pile of plastic bags containing various take-out boxes on the bedside table.

I want to gather them together so that I can carry them away together later.

The little girl lying on the bed still nodded obediently after seeing this scene.

Then she raised her hand, waved it gently again, and said with a smile, "Bye, Mom!"

The middle-aged woman didn't react for a moment, and waved to her little daughter with a smile, but the next moment her movements suddenly stopped.

He immediately turned all his attention back to his daughter.

The middle-aged woman stared at the little girl intently, her eyes widened in disbelief at her thin and weak arms that were even trembling slightly.

Although the little girl's movements seemed extremely strenuous and she was shaking violently, it seemed as if her raised arm might fall again at any time.

But, she raised that arm by herself!

The middle-aged woman cautiously stretched out her hand, then gently held it. The thin hand was still hanging in the air, trembling a little, like the trembling wings of a butterfly.

The gentle movement seemed as if it was afraid of touching the mirror flower and water moon that would collapse at the slightest touch.

Finally, she succeeded in holding the slightly cool little hand in hers, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, as if she was trying to force a smile.

In the end, her eyes turned red, tears flowed out uncontrollably, and she couldn't help but burst into tears.

The sudden tears scared the little girl lying on the bed.

She manipulated the other hand that was not being held with some effort. Her movements were very stiff and trembling because she had not moved for a long time.

He was a little flustered, wiping the tears from the middle-aged woman's face, his face full of helplessness: "Mom, don't cry..."

Qiao Jingtong immediately understood the current situation. He came over from the other side of the bed, supported his crying and trembling old mother, and said in a comforting voice: "Sister is fine, isn't it a happy thing? Look at you crying now, you almost scared her to tears."

The middle-aged woman heard this and restrained her crying a little, but her breath was still very unstable and she sobbed. She raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face: "I, I'm just too happy..."

However, the wailing of the middle-aged woman also attracted the attention of other people. Some of those who appeared at the door of the ward heard the noise and came over to take a look and join in the fun.

The man also squeezed in from the crowd and rushed to the nurse in front of the bed. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there was no emergency.

The solemn expression on his face also relaxed.

But she didn't say anything, because in a hospital environment like this, under the accumulated pressure, there will always be patients or their families who have emotional breakdowns.

Crying is a good way to vent.

Seeing this, the nurse walked to the door first, evacuated the patients and their families who were gathered at the door, and then closed the door and stayed in the ward.

After all, she was also worried that someone might do something stupid when they had a breakdown, so it would be safer to stay here.

The nurse approached the crying middle-aged woman cautiously, wanting to communicate with her to ease her emotions.

But I saw the little girl lying on the bed, raised her hand and greeted me with a smile: "Hello, nurse sister!"

The nurse who came to check on the situation and understood the little girl's condition couldn't help but widen her eyes.

Shit, it moved! ?