Dressed as a profiteer swollen? [Online game]

"Mr. Shen, thank you so much..."

"Nothing, this is what I should do."

"Oh, I don't know if Xiaotian can wake up."

"Perhaps it would be better for him to continue recuperating."

"That's right, I'm too greedy."

"Then I won't bother you today, I'm leaving first."

"Okay, I'll see you off, and let you come here on a special trip, I'm so sorry..."

……

Song Xiaotian was dazedly listening to the conversation next to his ear, he wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't pull it up all the time, he only felt that waves of fatigue kept hitting him.

But the strange thing is that when he was fighting against that feeling of fatigue, he faintly felt a force constantly rushing towards him, and gradually he felt his mind became clearer, and the feeling of fatigue gradually disappeared , he finally opened his eyes in a bang.

Still in the familiar ward, Song Xiaotian froze his head and looked around, but there was no one in the room, he must have just left.

Mr. Chen?Song Xiaotian thought of the conversation he heard just now, and muttered to himself, who is this...

However, Song Xiaotian was only curious for a moment, and soon he focused on the table beside him.

There is an unknown instrument on it. It doesn't look like a medical facility, but it looks like a computer. This is a low-level computer.This idea suddenly popped up in Song Xiaotian's mind.

creak...

The door was opened.

"Xiaotian? Are you awake?" There was a sound of surprise, Song Xiaotian didn't need to turn his head to know that it must be his cheap brother.

"Brother..." He pretended to be well-behaved and shouted a little weakly.

Sure enough, Song Haotian hurried to the hospital bed with a distressed face, leaned down and asked, "Tell brother, what's wrong?"

Song Xiaotian originally wanted to pretend to be injured, to see Song Haotian's reaction.But when he saw that because he didn't answer, Song Haotian turned around in a hurry, pouring water and getting food, and even asked him if the quilt was too thick...

Until he finally anxiously wanted to rush out the door to call for a doctor, Song Xiaotian finally spoke.

"I'm fine, brother." There was an indescribable emotion in his voice.

"That's good, that's good." Song Haotian didn't ask Song Xiaotian anything, he just breathed a sigh of relief and restored his smile, then he sat beside Song Xiaotian's hospital bed, took out a knife, and began to cut a long Something like an apple.

Song Xiaotian was very curious about this reddish-purple "apple" that was extremely big.

Could this be a mutated apple?Song Xiaotian was amused by his own thoughts, an apple looks like a small watermelon.

Song Haotian saw Song Xiaotian staring intently at the things in his hand for a while, and then suddenly laughed, and said in a little surprise: "Xiaotian, do you still remember this?"

Seeing Song Xiaotian shook his head, he said with some disappointment: "It seems that you really forgot that we used to eat..."

But before Song Xiaotian could say anything, he shook his head self-consciously, and then raised his head with a smile on his face again: "This was called apple in ancient times. It tastes good and is very nutritious. After many people Work hard, it is the only ancient fruit left now. Xiaotian eat more, it will also be good for your body."

As he said this, the helmet on Song Xiaotian's head was slowly moving towards the back of his head until Song Xiaotian revealed a space where he could eat.At the same time, Song Xiaotian's hospital bed also changed. The side of Song Xiaotian's head slowly rose, and a table-like thing rose slowly from the side of his feet, and moved slowly towards Song Xiaotian.

Is it possible that these are all intelligent?It's too high-tech... As Song Xiaotian was thinking, he saw Song Haotian put the peeled apples on a plate and put them on the table in front of Song Xiaotian.

This distance is just right for Song Xiaotian to reach, but when Song Xiaotian tried to raise his hand, Song Haotian held it down: "Xiaotian, don't move around."

Then Song Xiaotian saw two mechanical hands protruding from both sides of the bed. Those two mechanical hands seemed to be quite proficient. They picked up the apple with both hands, and then as if they had positioned it, they moved it very precisely. The apple stopped in front of Song Xiaotian's mouth.

As soon as you open your mouth, you can bite.

"Why doesn't brother eat it?" Song Xiaotian didn't pay attention to the apples in front of him, after he was shocked by these heaven-defying high-tech, he found that Song Haotian just looked at him with a smile on his face, and he was a little embarrassed: "There are still many in there. "

Song Haotian just smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, Xiaotian eats it, brother doesn't like it."

Song Xiaotian snorted, after all, he couldn't resist the tempting fruity thoughts emanating from the big apple in front of him.He swallowed, opened his mouth, and bit down.

Delicious!The flavor of apple, watermelon, and peach perfectly blended together, so that Song Xiaotian didn't even want to swallow the pulp in his mouth.

Where is this apple!The flavor transformation is too open!

There's even a hint of creaminess to it.

It seems that the person who "invented" this thing must also be a foodie!

After Song Xiaotian finally dealt with the small watermelon-sized apple, the two mechanical hands took out an unknown instrument and shook it in front of his mouth, and his mouth was cleaned up in an instant.

After being shocked for a moment, he was about to turn his head to ask Song Haotian, but he found that Song Haotian had sat in front of that strange computer at some point.

On his head was a completely different helmet from Song Xiaotian's, and he seemed to be doing something very seriously.

Seeing Song Haotian who was so serious, he didn't dare to disturb him anymore, but just looked out of the window a little bored, and at this moment, the two mechanical hands suddenly took out a transparent tablet, with lines of text flashing on it.Song Xiaotian looked at it curiously, but found that there was a lot of content on it.

There are all kinds of news, music, novels and so on, which reminded Song Xiaotian of the Internet before time travel.If there is any difference, it is that the news on it is full of words that Song Xiaotian can't understand, and when he clicks on the music, the immersive feeling, as if his limbs are surrounded by those music.But unfortunately, Song Xiaotian felt that those reasons did not suit his appetite at all.

However, when he turned to a novel, he quickly lost himself in the time with a curious attitude.

After he finally finished reading the whole novel, he was willing to raise his head.

"Okay, Xiaotian, don't look at it, just rest for a while." He heard Song Haotian's voice, and as his voice sounded, the two mechanical hands took the transparent tablet away in response, letting Song Xiaotian keep it in his heart , also failed to retain.

He secretly sighed regretfully, then raised his head and changed the subject: "Brother, what were you doing just now?"

"Oh, it's nothing." Song Haotian was stunned for a moment, then smiled and rubbed Song Xiaotian's head.

Hearing this answer, Song Xiaotian frowned, avoided Song Haotian's hand, and said softly: "Brother, don't you want me to inquire about your private affairs? I'm sorry..."

He pretended to be like this on purpose, because he felt that Song Haotian seemed to be hiding something from him. It was related to him, but he didn't know the feeling was very bad.

When Song Haotian heard Song Xiaotian say that, his expression immediately changed, and he quickly shook his head: "No, Xiaotian..."

Then he saw Song Xiaotian deliberately turning his head away from him, and sighed: "I never thought that after ten years, Xiaotian is still the same as before."

"I..." Song Xiaotian couldn't hold back when he heard Song Haotian's words, what does this mean... are you blaming him?Song Xiaotian's heart sank.

"It's still the same as in the past. I can't hide anything from you about my brother." When he talked about the past, his expression brightened for a moment.

Seeing his expression, Song Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief, and he followed Song Haotian's words: "Then brother, do you still want to hide it from me?"

"I'm sorry, I just don't want you to worry..." Song Haotian sighed, and then smiled pretending to be relaxed: "I just need to work a little harder, and everything will be fine."

"Don't Xiaotian know how powerful your brother is?" He blinked at Song Xiaotian skillfully, as if he had been doing this for 10 years.

Song Xiaotian is not a child, he has lived for 22 years, maybe the real Song Xiaotian can be fooled by Song Haotian's words, but the current Song Xiaotian will definitely not.

The kind of trick that tricks children.Just like a child who likes to eat fish, his mother will tell him that she does not like to eat fish; a child who likes to eat chicken legs, his mother will tell him that she does not like to eat chicken legs.

Song Xiaotian's mind suddenly flashed the scene just now:

"It's okay, Xiaotian eats it, brother doesn't like it."

"...It is the only ancient fruit left now..."

My brother likes to eat apples. Apples are very precious, so apples must be very expensive...

Is it about money?Song Xiaotian opened his mouth silently, unable to speak.

Seeing that he was lost in thought, Song Haotian thought that Song Xiaotian had already believed his words, so he rubbed Song Xiaotian's hair again, then pulled the chair over, and sat down in front of the computer again.

"Brother won't tell the truth?"

When Song Haotian was about to put on the helmet, Song Xiaotian finally spoke. No one could hear the suppressed anger in that deep voice.

"Xiaotian..." Song Haotian remained motionless with the helmet in his hand.

"Or, after ten years, my brother thinks I'm still a child? I can't wake up these ten years, but it doesn't mean that I don't know what happened, and it doesn't mean... I haven't grown up... I'm a patient, but I don't want to be just a patient..." Song Xiaotian didn't know what the original owner of the body thought.

However, he only knows that if he has been sleeping for ten years, if a relative has taken care of him for ten years, then he has no reason to enjoy all the care as a child with peace of mind.Even though he's a patient now, there's definitely something he can do.

"Sorry……"

After a long silence, Song Haotian finally compromised.

"After my parents had an accident, all their properties were frozen. Because my parents' will donated all their properties to a foundation ten years later..."

Then, Song Xiaotian finally understood why Song Haotian cared so much about him but still sat in front of that computer whenever he found a chance.

Because of his high medical expenses, the living expenses of the two brothers, and Song Haotian's own tuition...

Song Haotian has been a genius since he was a child, he learns everything very quickly.But because of the deliberate "suppression" of his parents, few people know this. Gradually, he himself forgot that he is very good.

Until ten years ago, the happy family was destroyed overnight.All that was left to him was a seriously injured brother, a will that had nothing to do with him, and a huge amount of compensation...

If he can give up his brother, then he can choose to spend the rest of his life well with this compensation.Moreover, his renunciation is also reasonable. A vegetative person who has been judged by many doctors as having no possibility of waking up is allowed by law to give up.

But he chose to persevere, because he only has such a relative in this world.

He has no grandparents, no grandparents, he doesn't want to be alone in this world anymore.

Since then, he has been burdened with a "heavy burden" that no one understands.

The seemingly huge compensation was quickly exhausted in the high medical expenses, but Song Xiaotian couldn't leave those precious instruments for a moment.

Song Haotian has no choice, he must make money, work hard to make money, and keep making money.

And the pearl that was covered with thick dust gradually began to glow.

His genius began to be gradually revealed, and he began to learn continuously, and then turned what he learned into a kind of ability to make money.

That's how he persisted until the day his younger brother woke up.Even if he was not doing his job properly, he still entered the No. [-] university in the Confederate States as a full scholarship recipient relying on his top grades in the country.

As a student, he was ridiculed by others, bewitched by money, and tarnished the integrity of the institution of higher learning.As a businessman, he was ridiculed for being young and aggressive, not flexible, and full of petty profits.

But all of this is not without reward.

His younger brother woke up, his only relative, and stayed behind.

The author has something to say:

This chapter may not be written very well, and I really want to work hard to express a precious family relationship, but helpless, my writing is too bad, and I need to work harder in the future.