The protagonist of the white lotus is set to collapse

Shen Jialan was very quiet at first, but then he seemed to feel ashamed, so he struggled and said he wanted to get down and walk by himself.

It's not that Zhuo Qian doesn't know what kind of pain Shen Jialan is in. If Shen Jialan is really allowed to walk by himself, he may not be able to reach the hospital until dawn.

He didn't want to waste time tossing and tossing, and the most important thing was that he didn't want Yan Shuyang to bump into Shen Jialan who looked like this. If he was forced to go through the plot at that time, he would really be a good helper.

"Don't make trouble." Zhuo Qian lifted up Shen Jialan who was about to fall off his back, and he couldn't directly reprimand him, his helpless tone seemed to be coaxing a child, "I try to walk as fast as possible, if you feel uncomfortable, lie down Rest on my back for a while."

Shen Jialan resisted being carried on Zhuo Qian's back a little bit, and put his hands on Zhuo Qian's back. He didn't know if it was because of the pain, but his hands were shaking all the time, and he couldn't even grasp Zhuo Qian's clothes.

Seeing that Shen Jialan didn't speak, Zhuo Qian assumed that Shen Jialan had acquiesced, and silently accelerated his walking pace.

After a while, Zhuo Qian noticed that Shen Jialan's hand on his back was shaking more and more, and couldn't help saying: "You can rest on my back."

Shen Jialan's tone was weak: "No."

Zhuo Qian: "..."

Then you just hang on.

Zhuo Qian walked very quickly and walked out of the gate in only ten minutes.

There was only one security guard at the gate, the lights were dark, the security guard didn't recognize that the person on Zhuo Qian's back was the young master of the Shen family, seeing Zhuo Qian walking in a hurry, he quickly called Zhuo Qian to get a car.

When putting Shen Jialan into the car, Zhuo Qian realized that Shen Jialan had actually fallen asleep, but his brows were tightly frowned, and his sleep was not peaceful.

Zhuo Qian reached out and touched Shen Jialan's face, feeling the cold sweat on his hand, he asked the driver for a tissue, and wiped off the sweat from Shen Jialan's cheeks and forehead.

Just when he was about to withdraw his hand, Shen Jialan suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

The bright and sometimes dark street lights outside the car window fell on Shen Jialan's pale face, his eyes were half closed, but his eyes were fixed on Zhuo Qian, "Don't tell anyone else."

Zhuo Qian thought that Shen Jialan was going to say something important, but when he heard this, his heart sank, he patted Shen Jialan's hand holding his wrist, and comforted him, "I won't say it."

Shen Jialan finally felt relieved, let go of his hand, turned his head, and soon fell asleep in a daze.

Zhuo Qian was sitting next to Shen Jialan, seeing Shen Jialan's head hanging down in pain, he hesitated for two seconds, stretched out his palm to hold Shen Jialan's head, and let him lean on his shoulder.

Shen Jialan, who was half asleep and half awake, felt Zhuo Qian's careful movements, and his body stiffened involuntarily, but after a while, he slowly relaxed again, placing the weight of his head on Zhuo Qian's shoulders.

After arriving at the hospital, Zhuo Qian took out his mobile phone and paid the fare.

After resting for a while, Shen Jialan's condition did not improve, but now he said nothing to let Zhuo Qian continue to recite.

Zhuo Qian couldn't resist him, so he could only help him walk to the hospital.

Zhuo Qian completed the registration for Shen Jialan familiarly, and helped Shen Jialan go to the gastroenterology department for treatment.

Shen Jialan's condition was a bit serious, and when he sat in the doctor's office, he was so painful that he almost fainted. After the doctor's interview, he decided to take a further examination. Zhuo Qian ran up and down to bill and pay the bill, and went through the hospitalization procedures for Shen Jialan.

After all this work, it was already 01:30 in the morning.

Zhuo Qian sat beside Shen Jialan's hospital bed, exhausted for half an hour to catch his breath.

Shen Jialan was lying sideways on the hospital bed, facing him, his eyes were closed tightly, his face with extremely beautiful features was devoid of color, and cold sweat kept pouring out of his face, Zhuo Qian was worried that he would sweat too much and feel uncomfortable, so he took a tissue and wiped it over and over again. Wipe the sweat off his face all over the place.

The prince said sourly, "It's really considerate."

Zhuo Qian didn't know why he treated Shen Jialan like this, maybe he felt the same way, but there was no need to say these words to the prince, he threw the tissue into the trash can, and said to the prince without emotion: "If you have an entity and also committed a crime Stomach trouble, I will take care of you in the same way."

"Bah, bah, bah!" the prince cursed, "Don't curse me, I'm fine."

Zhuo Qian and the prince were joking for a while, then suddenly remembered something, "By the way, what happened just now?"

"What's the matter?"

"Aren't you useless? Why can you suddenly help me carry Shen Jialan?"

"Oh, what are you talking about..." the prince said, "Just because I'm useless now doesn't mean I was useless before. It's just that many of my functions have been suspended by the host, but these basic functions are still available."

Zhuo Qian was a little surprised: "For example?"

"For example, manipulating your body." The prince smiled maliciously, "If you don't obey me in the future, I will take away the control of your body and help you complete the task of attacking Xiaoyan."

Zhuo Qian: "..."

This kind of usefulness is not worth mentioning.

If it was before, Zhuo Qian might not have believed the prince's words, but after experiencing just now, he had to pay attention to it.

Maybe the prince can really manipulate his body...

Then he must hurry up and make the prince disappear before that.

correct!

If the prince disappears, what about his mission?

Thinking of this, Zhuo Qian frowned again, and he said tactfully: "You seem to be very persistent in my task, if I complete the task, will you be rewarded?"

"That's natural." The prince said, "You raiders have missions, and our system also has missions. Our mission is to assist you in completing the raiding missions."

Zhuo Qian asked: "What if it can't be finished?"

"It's fine for our system to go to the next world to continue doing tasks. As for you raiders, you will stay in this world forever." The prince gloated. I will help you well."

Zhuo Qian was silent for a long time, and finally found a key point from the prince's words, "That is to say, you are only playing an auxiliary role. Even without your help, I can still leave this world after completing the task progress bar by myself."

The prince's schadenfreude laughter stopped abruptly, and he seemed to have an ominous premonition, "Hey, hey, what are you talking about? Are you planning something bad for me?"

Zhuo Qian imitated the prince's smile just now, "Hey, no."

"..." The prince was furious, "You obviously have, you are full of bad things, you must want to deal with me like you dealt with Zhuo Fei."

Zhuo Qian shrugged and refused to admit it, "I didn't."

The prince was in a hurry, and immediately said anything, "I tell you, you can't make up my mind, if I'm gone, you won't even have a chance to start over, the host in front of you just wants to kill me, He didn’t listen to my words and messed around, and in the end he was pushed into the lake by someone and drowned.”

Zhuo Qian sat up abruptly, "So I'm not the first person to come into this world?"

The prince was at a loss for words, it wanted to explain, but it also knew that the words had come to an end, no matter how it explained, it couldn't dispel the doubts in Zhuo Qian's heart, and finally simply admitted, "Yes, you are not the first one, there is another host in front of you, but He only lived for half a year before he died."

Even though he had already guessed, when Zhuo Qian heard the prince confessed, he was still so shocked that he couldn't recover for a long time.

After a long time, he broke free from the turbulent thoughts, clasped the armrest of the chair with his fingertips, and asked in a low voice, "Then do you know who pushed the man in front into the water?"

Now the nature of this matter is different. His arrival cannot cover up the fact that the person in front died. The black hands behind the scenes attacked him for the first time. Seeing that he is not dead, they may attack him a second time.

"I don't know." Speaking of the past, the prince expressed his frustration for the first time. "The last host used some method to interfere with me, causing me to disconnect from time to time. When he had an accident, I was in a disconnected state."

Zhuo Qian fell silent.

If he hadn't guessed, that person might have used the method he wanted to use.

"That's right." Zhuo Qian said, "Look at the task progress bar."

The prince glanced at it, and immediately swept away the sorrow just now. He was both surprised and happy, "Wow! Eight percent!"

Immediately afterwards, its tone became suspicious again, "Huh? The progress bar below is 15.00%."

Zhuo Qian glanced at Shen Jialan on the hospital bed, and knew it in his heart - the progress bar below really belonged to Shen Jialan.

After receiving so much information at once, Zhuo Qian's mind was so chaotic that it was about to explode. He took out his mobile phone and clicked on the app for memorizing words, and organized his thoughts while reciting words.

Shen Jialan woke up from the nightmare, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the snow-white ceiling.

His breath was unsteady, and he was gasping for breath with his mouth open. It took a long time to slowly suppress the fear caused by the nightmare. Those vague memories of last night came back after a while, and he turned his head as if feeling something. To the last face facing him.

Zhuo Qian was sitting on a chair, hunched over the edge of the hospital bed, his left hand was under his face, his right hand was holding the mobile phone, a soft piece of flesh on his cheek was squeezed out.

Even though he was in such an uncomfortable position, Zhuo Qian slept soundly, his breathing was steady and long, and his brows were relaxed.

Zhuo Qian and Shen Jialan were very close, and Shen Jialan could clearly see the fine hairs on Zhuo Qian's fair skin, as well as the light brown tear mole at the end of his eyes.

Although this is not the first time they have gotten so close, this is the first time Shen Jialan has looked at Zhuo Qian's appearance seriously. Although he does not want to admit it, he has to admit that Zhuo Qian has pretty features, with small facial features and drooping eyes , very non-aggressive appearance, but a bit like the pet dog that Shen Jialan once saw neighbors leading.

This guy is much more pleasing to the eye than before, Shen Jialan thought, and he is also much more pleasing to the eye than Yan Shuyang.

Shen Jialan wanted Zhuo Qian to sleep a little longer, but his cell phone vibrated again inappropriately.

He took out his mobile phone and saw that the power of the mobile phone had dropped from full to 20.00%. Dozens of missed calls and countless text messages and WeChat messages were displayed on the screen.

Looking at the time again, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

It is estimated that it will not be long before the people looking for him will find this hospital.

Shen Jialan pushed Zhuo Qian's shoulder.

Zhuo Qian tossed and tossed so late last night, exhausted both physically and mentally, and fell into a deep sleep at this time, he was pushed several times by Shen Jialan before he reacted, but he didn't fully wake up, but raised his hand to knock off Shen Jialan's hand that pushed his shoulder.

There was a snap, especially crisp in the quiet ward.

Zhuo Qian withdrew his strength, and immediately made the back of Shen Jialan's hand red.

Shen Jialan was also stunned.

It was the first time he had been beaten so hard, as if the teacher was teaching a disobedient child.

This thought made him angry and funny, and then pushed Zhuo Qian's shoulder harder: "Get up."

Zhuo Qian didn't even open his eyes, he raised his hand and wanted to hit his hand again.

This time Shen Jialan's reaction was quick, before Zhuo Qian's hand fell, he quickly dodged.

Zhuo Qian hit the soft quilt with his hands, scratched, and grabbed his cell phone again, almost falling asleep again.

Shen Jialan reached out and pinched Zhuo Qian's chin: "Zhuo Qian, it's time to wake up."

Zhuo Qian was forced to lift his chin, his chaotic brain finally became mostly awake, he opened his eyes slightly, and what caught his eyes was Shen Jialan's face that was close at hand.

Zhuo Qian: "..."

Early in the morning, he was so scared that he quickly closed his eyes.

Shen Jialan said, "Don't pretend to be asleep when you wake up."

Zhuo Qian was really tired and sleepy, and thought he was having a nightmare, so in the posture of being pinched by Shen Jialan's chin, he raised his head and closed his eyes, and was about to fall asleep again, and at the same time, he murmured: "This dream is good. Terrible, no, no, I have to change my dream..."

Although Zhuo Qian spoke in a low voice, Shen Jialan heard it clearly, and the veins on his forehead throbbed: "Zhuo, Qian!"

Zhuo Qian was so frightened that he jumped up immediately, and the rest of the drowsiness disappeared in an instant. He looked at Shen Jialan with round eyes and a livid face, and it took him a while to come back to his senses: "Are you awake?"

Shen Jialan stared at him gloomyly: "Do you think I seem to be asleep?"

Zhuo Qian replied subconsciously: "Maybe you are sleepwalking."

After finishing speaking, he saw that Shen Jialan's face turned blue again. Zhuo Qian was extremely tired, and he didn't want to have an argument with Shen Jialan at this time, so he quickly changed the subject, "Are you feeling better? Last night you told me not to talk about this I need to tell the story, so I haven't contacted Brother Liuxu and the others."

Listening to Zhuo Qian's soft voice, Shen Jialan's pent-up anger suddenly dissipated half of it unknowingly.

He was suddenly a little bored, why didn't he find out that Zhuo Qian had this ability before?He can always jump back and forth on the edge of his temper, a few words can make him angry, and a few words can calm his emotions down.

This feeling of being manipulated by others is terrible, he doesn't want Zhuo Qian to control his emotions at will, the only way to solve this problem is to let Zhuo Qian stay away from him and talk less to himself.

Zhuo Qian waited for a long time, but didn't wait for Shen Jialan's response, only to see Shen Jialan looking at himself expressionlessly, not knowing what he was thinking, he raised his hand and shook Shen Jialan's eyes, "Do you want to contact them now? If If it's not convenient for you, I'll help you contact Brother Liuxu."

With that said, he turned on the phone.

In order to take care of Shen Jialan conveniently at night, Zhuo Qian brushed up his vocabulary all night, and he couldn't help falling asleep until his belly turned white in the early morning.

I don't know when the screen of the mobile phone was turned off. After turning on the mobile phone, the interface still stays on the app for memorizing words.

Shen Jialan glanced at it, then froze: "You just watch over my bed and recite vocabulary at night?"

"Just to pass the time." Zhuo Qian quit the app, found Liu Xu's mobile phone number from the address book, he smiled at Shen Jialan, "It's a tough night, I always have to find something to do."

Shen Jialan stared blankly at Zhuo Qian's heartless smile, for a moment, it seemed that something was stuck in his heart, he couldn't catch his breath, and his stomach that had been silent for a long time seemed to be aching.

Zhuo Qian saw that Shen Jialan's face was not right, and quickly put down the phone: "What's wrong with you? Could it be stomach trouble again?"

He wanted to ring the bell beside the bed, but was stopped by Shen Jialan.

Zhuo Qian was puzzled.

"I'm fine." Shen Jialan shook his head, with a dry tone, "Bring me to the hospital and stay by my bed overnight, Zhuo Qian, have you always been such a nosy person?"

Zhuo Qian laughed angrily, and withdrew the hand held by Shen Jialan: "I also want to know, have you always been such a bad-mouthed person? Anyway, I did this for you, and you didn't even say thank you when you woke up? "

Shen Jialan said, "Thank you."

"..." Zhuo Qian didn't expect Shen Jialan to be so obedient, his complaints disappeared without a trace, and he didn't want Shen Jialan to repay him anything, just a thank you was enough.

He resisted the urge to pat Shen Jialan on the head, "The child is so good."

Shen Jialan who was taken advantage of suddenly pulled his face down.

He just knew that Zhuo Qian couldn't spit ivory out of his dog's mouth, so don't ever expect nice words from this man.

Shen Jialan grabbed Zhuo Qian's cell phone and cut off the undialed call, "Don't look for Liu Xu, I will find someone else myself."

Now that Shen Jialan said so, Zhuo Qian didn't plan to take care of it anymore, he went to the supermarket outside the hospital and bought two sets of toiletries, one for himself and one for Shen Jialan.

He didn't have the money to let Shen Jialan live in a single ward, so he could only let Shen Jialan live in a three-person ward. There was no separate bathroom in the ward, and he had to go to the public toilets on both sides of the corridor to wash up.

Although this hospital is located in a wealthy area, the facilities inside are really not very good. Not to mention the old wards, they smelled a very strong indescribable smell before they got close to the bathroom. Smells badly of urine.

Shen Jialan walked in front of Zhuo Qian with his washbasin and teeth brushing tools, when the gust of wind blew by, his steps suddenly stopped, and then his body became stiff at a very fast speed.

Zhuo Qian couldn't get used to this smell, but after he came to this world and lived in a slum for a few days, he was able to get used to it. He walked up and wanted Shen Jialan to make up for it, but Shen Jialan's face turned pale. Turn around and lift your feet to walk back.

Zhuo Qian asked: "Aren't you taking a shower?"

Shen Jialan was so disgusted that he felt sick all over. He held his breath and said at a very fast speed: "It stinks, I won't wash it anymore, if you want to wash it, you wash it yourself."

After finishing speaking, he quickly closed his mouth, for fear of taking a breath.

Zhuo Qian thought he would not have bought Shen Jialan's share if he knew it earlier, wasting more than a dozen yuan, but fortunately he always picked the cheapest one to buy.

After thinking this way, he said comfortingly: "The environment of public hospitals is not as good as that of private hospitals. You can just settle down. When your family members come, they can handle the transfer procedures for you."

In fact, not only has Shen Jialan never been to a public hospital, but when he went to a private hospital, he chose the most famous and expensive ones, and he lived in the best wards, with a small kitchen and bathroom, and temporary assigned nurses.

If he hadn't suddenly had a stomach problem last night, he wouldn't even have imagined that such a hospital existed in the world.

There is still such an old hospital!

There is still such a crowded hospital!

There is a hospital with such a smelly bathroom!

It literally refreshed his worldview over and over again.

Zhuo Qian knew what this wealthy young master was thinking just by looking at Shen Jialan's expression. He could understand Shen Jialan's feelings, but he just watched Shen Jialan walking back, and reminded him: "By the way, you didn't wash up last night."

Shen Jialan stopped walking back again.

Zhuo Qian said: "I didn't wash last night, and I didn't wash this morning, aren't you afraid that your family members will smell your bad breath later?"

Shen Jialan: "..."

Then Shen Jialan walked toward the bathroom with a sullen face and decisive steps.

Zhuo Qian shook his head amusedly, thinking of his current living environment, he suddenly felt a little envious of Shen Jialan, the young master who doesn't eat fireworks.

It's great to be rich, I don't even know what the mortal world looks like.

When they came out of the bathroom after washing, Shen Jialan's entire face was already black as if he had applied layer after layer of ink. Then he threw the washbasin and teeth brushing tools into the trash can, and his steps were as fast as if they were going to fly.

Zhuo Qian didn't bother to chase him, so he fell behind and walked slowly back to the ward. He put the washbasin and teeth brushing tools on the iron shelf at the door, and when he turned around, he saw Shen Jialan lying on the bed with one hand on his forehead, his face full of open eyes. The shock behind the gates of the world.

Zhuo Qian walked over with a suppressed smile: "This is the world of ordinary people."

Shen Jialan ignored him.

Zhuo Qian took out his mobile phone, opened the photo album, and showed Shen Jialan a screenshot: "This is the bill for my toiletries in the supermarket. Take a look, I spent a total of 24 yuan, an average of 12 yuan, and yesterday's bill. The receipt for late payment for you... just wait, I'll look for it."

Zhuo Qian took out the neatly folded receipt from his trouser pocket, raised his head and saw Shen Jialan sitting up at some point, with both hands propped behind his back, a pair of slender eyes opened round, as if he heard extremely incredible words .

Zhuo Qian was stunned: "What's wrong?"

"12 yuan?" Shen Jialan couldn't believe his ears, "You bought me those things for only 12 yuan?"

It is no exaggeration to say that except for the few times in his life when he took the subway, he has almost never spent hundreds of figures. Besides, Zhuo Qian bought a lot of things, such as basins, toothbrushes, toothbrush cups, towels... These things add up to only 12 yuan!

No wonder the bristles of toothbrushes are so hard!

No wonder towels are so rough to use!

Shen Jialan thought he was different from those hedonists around him, but he was really shocked by the 12 yuan.

Zhuo Qian said patiently: "Anyway, you just throw it away after you use it up once. There's nothing wrong with buying cheap ones. The one I bought for myself was only 12 yuan."

Shen Jialan was so shocked that his voice changed: "How much is the toothbrush?"

Zhuo Qian glanced at the bill on the screenshot, and was a little embarrassed: "I picked the cheapest one."

Shen Jialan: "..."

Zhuo Qian raised a finger: "One dollar a piece."

Shen Jialan: "..." He didn't want to talk anymore.

Zhuo Qian put the payment receipts on the hospital bed, turned on the mobile computer, and added them up one by one, "I paid a deposit of 2000 yuan for you, and the specific fee will be settled when you leave the hospital. Including other miscellaneous items, the total is 360 yuan Four dollars."

Afterwards, he looked at Shen Jialan who was lying on the bed again, "Shall we use WeChat or Alipay?"

Shen Jialan: "..."

The author has something to say: There are a lot of words today, so it’s so late~

感谢在2021-02-0420:35:21~2021-02-0523:57:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: call me 17 Your Highness one;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 15 bottles of sacrificial wine; 17 bottles of His Royal Highness called me 10; 1 bottle of An Ling and Yun Tinghe; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!