The Strongest Division [Quick Transmigration]

Seeing this, Mrs. Chu was relieved, and tried to calm down again, and said: "Xiao Ze, aunt is speaking from the heart, in fact, how could your uncle hate a child? He just blamed you for not being obedient and motivated. He The person you respect the most in your life is your grandfather, you are the only blood of your grandfather, he expects and cares more about you than his own children..."

"After your father's accident, he knew the truth and understood you a little bit. Your uncle has been helping you secretly all these days when you were in trouble, but seeing you give up on yourself and torture yourself, he also hated iron and steel, and let go of it several times in anger This is also because your uncle is not patient enough. But no matter what, my aunt really hopes that you will be well in the future."

She sat closer, put her hand tentatively on Zhao Mingze's bandaged hand, and said softly to Zhao Mingze: "Xiao Ze, aunt knows that it is difficult to overcome the barriers of so many years, and also knows that your uncle and nephew have a difficult temper , but if possible, my aunt really wants you to try to get along with him. You know? When I passed out, I thought we were all going to die."

Mrs. Chu couldn't help crying when she said this, and continued after sobbing: "At that time, I kept thinking in my heart, if my aunt had been smarter and braver before, we would have been like a family long ago, Be happy, and maybe we can help each other and solve many problems better. It won’t come to this point.”

Zhao Mingze looked at Mrs. Chu, the family, these three words were a long memory for him.

"I know it's too early to say this. We are still alive, so we can take our time." Mrs. Chu wiped her tears with a handkerchief and tried to smile.

She picked up the porridge, stirred it with a spoon, blew on it, and said softly to him: "My child, this is the porridge made by my aunt! Drink a little, okay? Your hands are not convenient, so my aunt will feed you."

Zhao Mingze came back to his senses and was stunned.

Hello, feed him? !

Seeing Zhao Mingze's shocked look, Zhou Zhao couldn't help laughing.

Mrs. Chu has always doted on children, otherwise she would not have raised Chu Yiran to be like a little flower in a greenhouse.But Zhao Mingze had always been very lonely, and it was really difficult to adapt. Seeing the spoon that his aunt brought to his mouth like feeding a child, he immediately wanted to refuse. "No! No..."

"Why?" Mrs. Chu asked, thought for a while, and then sighed: "Xiao Ze, don't be embarrassed. You are not much older than Ranran, and you are still a child in the eyes of your aunt! I always feed him like that at home."

"You were sick when you were a child, and my aunt fed you like this when she visited you at your house! You were obviously unwell at that time, but you still smiled happily..." Mrs. Chu said sadly, looked at him sadly, and then I'm going to cry.

Can that be the same? !Zhao Mingze opened his mouth, "I..."

"Let's be the same as before, okay?" Mrs. Chu couldn't help crying.

Chu Yiran's crybaby attribute must be inherited from his mother!

Zhao Mingze was about to go crazy, but he couldn't say no anymore. For the first time, he took the initiative to look at Zhou Zhao with a hint of help, thinking that Zhou Zhao might help him by chance.

Who knew that Zhou Zhao actually smiled with interest as if he was watching a good show this time, and said to Mrs. Chu: "Madam, I still have something to do here, you and the young master should have a good communication."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went out.

Zhao Mingze: "..."

He looked at the warm porridge delivered to his mouth, felt awkward for a moment, and finally opened his mouth abruptly.

Outside the monitoring room, Zhou Zhao looked at Chu Yiran inside through the glass.

The boy was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed.Although the dangerous period has passed, he is still in a coma, his paleness is almost transparent.

"It's a miracle that this child was saved." The doctor sighed to Zhou Zhao, "It's unbelievable! His heartbeat stopped during the rescue."

Zhou Zhao looked at him and smiled, "You have to believe in miracles."

The doctor watched Zhou Zhao turn and leave. Although he tried to convince himself, he still couldn't help but feel a little unbelievable.

"You spent the energy of the past two lives in order to save the lives of the Chu family and his son, is it worth it?" In the long corridor of the hospital, 666 asked Zhou Zhao.

Usually, the hosts in various worlds are difficult to complete tasks, and if the purpose is reasonable, they can use energy to exchange some golden finger skills to assist themselves to better complete the task.

For example, the heart-wrenching skill, which can make people who come into contact with you hallucinate and fall in love with you; for example, the mind-reading skill, which can better decide what to say and what to do by understanding the voice of others; and the invincible hand skill, which can be based on The amount of energy provides the corresponding force value, etc.

However, those skills are not necessary for Zhou Zhao, whose IQ, EQ, and force values ​​have reached the abnormal level. This is why Zhou Zhao's total energy can beat other hosts every minute, because he is in a state of no expenditure at all!

But 666 never expected that Zhou Zhao would directly perform an extremely crude resurrection technique for the first time when he opened the golden finger.

These worlds have their own laws of operation.Overcoming these laws to forcibly bring the dead back to life, not to mention the great risk of exposing the host that he does not belong to this world, may cause the main god to directly obliterate the host to prevent future troubles!And even if the host cleverly resolved this risk of exposure, the energy consumed by Resurrection Chu resolutely saving the dying Chu Zhiqing was roughly equal to that of the previous two worlds gone in vain!

You must know that the tasks of the life mentor system are very difficult because most of them are very difficult and doomed.

In order to improve the ability of the host, each host can only unfreeze the mission after reaching a very high achievement value in the mission world, and all this has just begun.Next, how to educate the male protagonist with many problems and help him reach the pinnacle of life is even more difficult.It is not an exaggeration to say that the energy was obtained by the host in exchange for his life!

Zhou Zhao looked calm. "If you lose energy, you can earn it again."

666 sighed: "But, do you know how important these energies are to you?"

"Their significance to the mission object is extraordinary." Zhou Zhao said solemnly, "Although energy is important, it is secondary. I will never let any mission fail."

When Zhou Zhao went back, Mrs. Chu had fed the porridge and left contentedly.

Zhao Mingze was lying on the bed looking at the sky outside the window, thinking about something, he didn't even hear the knock on the door.The young man's head was wrapped in gauze, his face was pale, and the hospital gown was a little loose. He looked very haggard, but his sharp and stern profile was hidden in the faint light coming in from the window, and he seemed to have a little warmth.

Until Zhou Zhao pushed the door and came in, Zhao Mingze came back to his senses, a little stunned, "You haven't gone back yet?"

Zhou Zhao didn't respond, but locked the door, quietly took off the blood-stained trench coat and suit, and hung them on the chair beside him.

Zhao Mingze looked at the tall man beside the bed with only a white shirt off, instinctively a little nervous, tried to calm down, and wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere. "you……"

Zhou Zhao strode over directly and got into bed.

"..." Zhao Mingze leaned back on the pillow, and his whole body became stiff. Although he had already planned last night that Zhou Zhao would never refuse anything he wanted to do to him, and even tried to learn to cater to him, but Still surprised by this sudden shock, when Zhou Zhao hugged him, he instinctively struggled.

The wound on his body was pulled, and Zhao Mingze couldn't help snorting.

"Don't move. Your body is full of injuries." Zhou Zhao stopped him, hugged him gently through the quilt, buried his head on his warm chest, and comforted him in a muffled voice, "I'll just hug him for a while."

Zhao Mingze looked at him and didn't move any more. He just felt that the person whose chest was pressed against him was still a little embarrassed, his muscles felt tense, and he turned his face away uncomfortably, looking out the window, his ears were slightly red.

After half the salary, seeing that Zhou Zhao hadn't got up yet, he couldn't bear it any longer, frowned, and said in a low voice, "Hey, how long do you have to hold me..."

Zhou Zhao didn't answer.

Zhao Mingze lowered his head and saw that Zhou Zhao had closed his eyes and was breathing evenly. He had fallen asleep in this position!

"..." You don't want to hug him and sleep like this all the time, do you? !

Zhao Mingze became more and more stiff all over, but his eyes quickly fell on Zhou Zhaoqing's heavy eyes, and he paused. This person has never rested since last night.

Even, I was so sleepy that I forgot to take off my glasses...

He sighed and helped take off Zhou Zhao's glasses.

Feeling the colder air, watching Zhou Zhao afraid of soiling his bed with only a thin white shirt left, Zhao Mingze was silent for a moment, still struggling to lift his bandaged hand and pull the quilt to cover it It touched Zhou Zhao's broad but somewhat cold back.