All My Fans in the World [Quick Transmigration]

Han Fuchen took off his mask, probably due to the long-term operation, his eyes were a little red, he glanced at Xue Zhiyuan, and shook his head, "I'm still alive for the time being, if there is no suitable heart for surgery within two weeks..."

Hearing that Xue Zhiyuan's face was a little blank, he couldn't help but take two steps back, he came to his senses with his back against the cold wall, then glanced at the man who was being pushed out, and ran out in a daze.

"Host, host?" 5917 was very nervous. When it saw Mo Ziyu fall down, it almost thought that the mission had failed.

5917, who thought he would not get a response, suddenly heard the voice of his host, "Be quiet, you are not dead yet."

"..."

After a while, 5917 still couldn't hold back and asked, "Host, why did the male lead run away?"

"Guess?" Mo Ziyu's tone was much lighter.

5917 naturally couldn't guess.

Xue Zhiyuan went straight out of the hospital, just bumped into the hostess who came to the hospital to visit the patients.

"Student Xue? What's wrong with you?" Mi Xiaotian was a little surprised when she staggered and found it was Xue Zhiyuan after standing still.

Xue Zhiyuan ignored her, seemed to have remembered something, and ran back quickly.

Mi Xiaotian shook her head, picked up the bouquet on the ground, "It's a good thing it didn't come loose." Suddenly her movements stopped, which made Xue Zhiyuan so excited, could something happen to Xue Mingyu?

Then she saw Tan Moyang in the hospital, and hurried up a few steps, "Butler Tan, did something happen to Uncle Xue?"

Tan Moyang has an impression of Mi Xiaotian, Xue Zhiyuan's tutor, a very good little girl, he smiled, "It's nothing, Miss Mi came to the hospital, is there a relative who is sick?"

Seeing nothing wrong with the other party, and unable to find a place to ask questions, Mi Xiaotian could only nod, "Well, my grandma is in the hospital."

"Then I won't delay your visit to the patient. I have something to do, so I'm leaving first." Tan Moyang turned sideways gracefully, signaling Mi Xiaotian to go first.

After staggering away from Tan Moyang, Mi Xiaotian paused for a moment. She always felt that she had missed something, but she couldn't figure out the reason. It happened that the elevator arrived, and she subconsciously entered the elevator.

Xue Zhiyuan ran straight to the sixth floor of the hospital, pushed open the door of Han Fuchen's office, "Cousin, I want a match."

Han Fuchen had a bad first impression of Xue Zhiyuan, but now he couldn't help being a little surprised when he said that. Looking at the determined young man in front of him, Han Fuchen closed the folder in his hand, crossed his hands on the table, "He has a special blood type, and Not to mention whether the pairing can be successful, you are still so young..."

"Please help me match the type." Xue Zhiyuan paused every word, his eyes were full of firmness.

Han Fuchen shook his head, feeling a little helpless. He had searched all over the country and abroad in the past few years, even tried his own heart, but he couldn't find anyone who could successfully match with Xue Mingyu. He also knew that Tan Moyang had also secretly matched. The answer is naturally no.

This young man has no blood relationship with Xue Mingyu, and the chance of a successful match is not high.

And as far as he knows, Xue Zhiyuan has never been very fond of Xue Mingyu. When the two of them get along most often, they give orders and retort. No matter how you look at it, Xue Zhiyuan doesn't seem to be able to really pay for Xue Mingyu. people of life.

But with the idea of ​​giving it a try, Han Fuchen still agreed to Xue Zhiyuan's matching request.

Xue Zhiyuan followed Han Fuchen obediently, and went to the testing room together.

Five hours later, Han Fuchen held the test sheet, his hand that had never shaken the scalpel trembled a little, and it turned out...successful.

"Cousin, what's the result?" Xue Zhiyuan asked, he seemed very nervous.

"Perfect." Han Fuchen's voice was a little rough, and he looked at the boy next to him, "Have you considered it?"

"Patriarch, you are awake." Tan Moyang stood by Mo Ziyu's bed, his eyes were bloodshot and his voice was hoarse.

Signaling Tan Moyang to help him take off the oxygen mask, Mo Ziyu said, "Call me a lawyer."

Mo Ziyu signed the will and property distribution as early as when he was diagnosed with some illness, but at that time the male lead was not there yet, so he could not transfer the ownership.

"Host, after signing these documents, the hero's favorability should be full." 5917 is a little happy, it still likes to see the host full of vitality.

Mo Ziyu didn't answer, but just looked at Xue Zhiyuan who was standing in front of the hospital bed.

Recently, the young man has matured a lot, and the sight of Mo Ziyu no longer has the original unruly and resentful eyes, but has added a lot of complicated emotions, appearing mature and stable, even a little unpredictable.

In Mo Ziyu's words, he really grew into a man, but unfortunately he didn't have the energy to sleep.

Xue Zhiyuan stared blankly at the documents spread out in front of him, his heart was shocked, and it took him a while to recover, "I won't sign it." He looked at Mo Ziyu with sincere eyes, "You will get better."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Mo Ziyu to speak, he opened the door and walked out.

"The favorability of the male lead is 4%, and the current favorability is 99%."

Mo Ziyu glanced at the open folder, frowned slightly, and then said: "Xiao Wu, check for me, whether you have found a suitable heart."

"Yes, the host." 5917 replied, and started to inquire. After 1 minute, it said: "Return to the host, it is the male lead. He wants to donate his heart to you." From this point of view, the male lead is a good boy.

Mo Ziyu sighed, "It's really worrying."

5917: "..." Host, if you said this with less enthusiasm, I would believe it.

An hour later, after Han Fuchen came to check Mo Ziyu's physical condition, he was staring at him in a daze when Mo Ziyu suddenly opened his eyes, "Cousin."

Apparently he didn't expect Mo Ziyu to wake up at this time, Han Fuchen was slightly taken aback, then smiled at him, "I'm awake."

"Do you have something to hide from me?" Mo Ziyu asked.

Han Fuchen's expression was a little stiff, he was silent for a while, and then said, "I found a suitable heart, and I can prepare for the operation in two days."

"who?"

Han Fuchen had already calmed down at this time, he stepped forward and squeezed the quilt for Mo Ziyu, "It's an anonymous donor, his heart is very healthy, and you will recover soon."

"If it's the heart of a living person, I refuse." Mo Ziyu said, "Let Xue Zhiyuan come over and sign this document."

Han Fuchen's eyes were complicated, "...I'll call him."

"Sigh." Seeing the back of the man leaving, Mo Ziyu sighed, "The hero won't be coming."

"How do you know?" 5917 asked.

Mo Ziyu didn't answer, but coughed again, his face turned paler, he closed his eyes, "I'm going back."

Han Fuchen had already found Xue Zhiyuan at this time, and after briefly explaining that Mo Ziyu was unwilling to accept his heart, he informed him that Mo Ziyu asked him to go to the ward now.

"He really said that?" Xue Zhiyuan didn't move, looking at Han Fuchen.

"Yes." Han Fuchen nodded, "Go, don't keep him waiting."

"Ah."

"That……"

"Continue to prepare for the operation, thank you cousin."

Looking at the back of Xue Zhiyuan leaving, Han Fuchen's eyes were a bit complicated, he sighed, and turned back to the office. He didn't know Xue Zhiyuan well, but if he had to choose between Mo Ziyu and Xue Zhiyuan, he would choose Mo Ziyu .

But Han Fuchen didn't expect Xue Zhiyuan to do this.

It was Tan Moyang who happened to come back to the hospital from Xue's house to discover Xue Zhiyuan's accident first. Xue Zhiyuan was already lying in a pool of blood when Han Fuchen arrived. There was a big hole, and the blood continued to flow out.

The people around were dumbfounded, but Han Fuchen noticed that Xue Zhiyuan's right hand was protecting his chest, and there was a smile on his lips.

He finally understood why Xue Zhiyuan wanted to confirm Mo Ziyu's words with him, and when he took out the still beating heart, Han Fuchen sighed in his heart, "He doesn't want a living heart, so you killed yourself. Really clever...It's a pity you didn't expect that at the same time you died, he also went with you."

But Han Fuchen finally put his heart into Mo Ziyu's chest.

At the moment Xue Zhiyuan died.

"The favorability of the male lead is 1%, and the current favorability is 100%. Congratulations to the host for completing the task. The host will stay for five hours when the host dies. Do you want to leave immediately?"

"no."

"Procedure error, must leave the world immediately, teleportation."

Standing in the system space, Mo Ziyu looked at 5917, "What's going on?"

"Back, back to the host, it's an unknown error, 5917 can't find the reason."

"So have you found out the cause of your body in the last world?" Mo Ziyu sat down cross-legged and asked nonchalantly.

"It has been found out that the fluctuations caused by the turmoil in the mission world caused 99% incompatibility between the host body and the host's soul body." 5917's voice was a little trembling, and the calmer the host's performance at this time, the more angry he was.

However, this time 5917 didn't seem to guess what Mo Ziyu was thinking, he just hummed lightly, "Let's settle the matter."

"Yes, host."

There is always no exact value for task settlement, but every time a world is completed, a star-like light spot will be born in the space, calculated according to the brightness of the light spot, the brighter the light spot, the more energy Mo Ziyu gets. more and more.

But this time it was different, he felt that the energy in his soul body seemed to be much more than before, even if the one that 5917 lost to him in a bet was excluded, it was a bit abnormal.

Quickly counted the light spots that seemed to be a little closer again, ten thousand and five.

There are three more than the end of the last mission.

If calculated according to the number of protagonists he conquered, one light spot represents one person, then he conquered three people in the last world, so he gained three energy.

Thinking of the world turmoil mentioned by 5917, Mo Ziyu couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"Xiao Wu, will the world be like this in the future?" Mo Ziyu asked.

"According to the information I received, there are no other changes in the upgraded mission except that you can choose the world yourself." 5917 replied.

Mo Ziyu was noncommittal, "Choose the next world."