Ding!target self strategy

[Congratulations for triggering the main mission of "A Beautiful Man Like a Picture"]

[Target target: Zhang Qinghuan]

【Luck Value: 93】

[Current Favorability: Zero]

[Strategy Difficulty: Four Stars]

[Mission reward: [-] points. 】

[Mission description: He is indifferent and mysterious, possessing peerless medical skills to save lives and heal the wounded, and benefit all living beings, standing in the world like Lengfeng pines and cypresses. 】

[Come on, Raiders, girl! !Damn it! ! 】

Lin Shi'an: "..."

I understand the truth, what the hell is the last sentence?

What's the matter with this embarrassing breath of Mary Su coming to her face! !

106 wiped off his sweat: [Sorry, I forgot to change the password. 】

Zhang Qinghuan walked into the ward under the vigilant eyes of the two bodyguards, one left and one right. His steps were very light, and there was no sound of footsteps when he stepped on the ground. When he walked, the hem of his clothes fluttered, coupled with his indifferent expression and handsome appearance , Misty as a fairy, but really has a kind of independent temperament.

This kind of coercive attitude will definitely arouse the praise of some young girls outside, but in the eyes of Yi Xing Yichen, he is just an arrogant pretender, who almost has "come and beat me up" written on his face. Four big characters.

The irritable Yi Xing clenched his fists secretly.

Zhang Qinghuan stopped at a position five meters away from the hospital bed.

The master said, let him come to Kyoto No. [-] Hospital to find the young master of the Lin family to treat him.

Before coming, he heard a few nurses discussing together in the corridor of the hospital, because the topic happened to be Young Master Lin in the special ward, Zhang Qinghuan deliberately eavesdropped on a few words.

From their conversation, Zhang Qinghuan learned that this patient was only just graduated from high school, but he was weak since he was a child, and he went to the emergency room no less than five times a year, so he was well known by the doctors and nurses.

But this time he was hospitalized because he protected a girl in a car accident.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qinghuan's heart was touched, and even the bottom of his eyes became warmer.

"Are you a doctor?" the boy asked curiously.

The young man's voice is clear and pleasant, with gentleness and kindness, which makes people feel good when he hears it.

Zhang Qinghuan looked up, the young man in front of him was blurry, he could only see his thin figure, half sitting on the hospital bed and looking at him, obviously couldn't see his expression clearly, but Zhang Qinghuan felt that he was smiling at him .

He blinked, as if he forgot to put on his glasses...

In Lin Shi'an's eyes, his cold eyes were lowered, without much emotion in his eyes, his eyes were indifferent, as if he was looking at a dead thing.

Sure enough, he is a high-cold male god!

Zhang Qinghuan, who couldn't see clearly, nodded, "I am Zhang Qinghuan, an apprentice of Physician Lanhua. I was entrusted to treat your illness and be your... family doctor."

"Entrusted by whom?"

"I don't know."

Influenced by Zhang Qinghuan, the conversation between the two inexplicably had the taste of an ancient knight, coupled with his retro attire, there was no sense of disobedience.

While the two were communicating, Yichen's communicator rang, and he pressed a button next to his ear to answer.

"OK."

"receive."

After finishing the communication with two sentences, Yi Chen said to Yi Xing who was looking over: "It's the chairman. He said that someone will come to treat the young master, so let's not stop him."

After speaking, he glanced at Zhang Qinghuan again.

Lin Shi'an, who was communicating with Zhang Qinghuan, also heard this sentence. In fact, he believed Zhang Qinghuan's words when he received the system prompt. people approach him.

Seeing them let down their vigilance, Zhang Qinghuan walked closer, took out a pulse pillow from the cloth bag and put it on the small table.

Lin Shi'an put his hand on it and asked him to feel his pulse.

The distance between the two was very close, Zhang Qinghuan's expression changed from plain to dignified, he looked up at the young man, Lin Shi'an was tilting his head at this time, Zhang Qinghuan could only see his side face and the very obvious on the right earlobe. black mole.

Zhang Qinghuan was in a daze for a moment.

"Doctor Zhang?" Zhang Qinghuan was awakened by the young man's voice, and he withdrew his hand with a serious expression.

"It's strange."

He has studied medicine with his master for many years, and he has never encountered such a strange pulse.

He is clearly a youth in full bloom, but his body organs and meridians are like a dying old man, or even worse, frail and terribly weak. This is the first time he is so unsure.

"You are dying." Zhang Qinghuan said bluntly.

"Hey, can you talk! Is there a doctor like you? Don't listen to his nonsense, young master!" While glaring at Zhang Qinghuan, Yi Xing comforted Lin Shi'an at the same time, and his impression of Zhang Qinghuan in his heart became even worse. .

Lin Shi'an forced a smile, his hazel eyes dimmed a bit.

Of course he knew what the one-year lifespan marked in the system data meant, and he also knew that no one could save him.

Lin Shi'an looked at the system out of the corner of his eye.

No, maybe there is still a chance.

Zhang Qinghuan also found that his words were too hurtful, he pursed his lips, looked at Lin Shi'an seriously, and then he spoke.

"Undress."

Yi Xing Yichen: "???"

Lin Shi'an made a confused face: "Huh?"

After a few seconds of solemn atmosphere——

"You beep—are you causing trouble!" Yi Xing wanted to rush forward with his sleeves rolled up and his fists raised, but was stopped by Yi Chen who had reacted.

"Brother, don't stop me, I'm going to beat this old hooligan to death today!!"

"Do not impulse."

The first time Zhang Qinghuan heard the name old rascal, he frowned slightly, raised his hand and touched the side of his face, and after realizing that his words were misunderstood, he added another sentence, explaining: "I can try to use acupuncture to dredge your meridians, Combined with my prescription treatment, it can alleviate the condition."

"Well, well, it looks like you're here..." Although he said so, Lin Shi'an didn't have much hope. It's not like he hasn't received traditional Chinese medicine treatment for so many years, and the effect is still mediocre.

Just as Lin Shi'an put his fingers on the buttons of his clothes, he noticed Yi Xing who was still staring at Zhang Qinghuan from the corner of his eye, "Go out first."

He has no taste for undressing in front of so many people.

"Yes."

The young master had already spoken, so Yi Xing and Yichen had no choice but to back out. Before leaving, Yi Xing gave Zhang Qinghuan a threatening look.

The door was closed, and there were only the two of them and a dumpling left in the ward.

[Host, don't worry about it. Although he is the son of luck and has excellent medical skills, he can't cure you. ] The system squatting on the bedside table interjected.

"Why?" Lin Shi'an couldn't help asking this question in his heart that had troubled him for many years.

[Because the setting of the plot is like this, you are a sick and weak male god, and you will not live to be 20 years old, so you will not have a role in the subsequent plot. 】The system saw Lin Shi'an's lonely eyes while talking, then changed his voice and said again: 【But don't worry!You still have this system, as long as you have points, you can find everything that can cure you in the mall! 】

After finishing speaking, the system looked at Zhang Qinghuan with regret again, as if looking at the walking points.

That's [-] points! !Enough to buy a lot of things in the system mall! !

but……

106 stroked his rounded chin and fell into deep thought: [Why is the host difficulty five stars, and reward [-] points? 】

[Could it be that the host is more difficult to attack? 】

Lin Shi'an didn't know the little Jiujiu in the system's heart. He lifted the thin quilt and got out of bed, and turned his back to Zhang Qinghuan and unbuttoned the hospital gown one by one.

The striped hospital gown was taken off, revealing a smooth back and waistline. Due to years of suffering from illness, the young man's body was terribly thin, and his lumbar bone was particularly obvious.

And Zhang Qinghuan was fiddling with something behind him. The system watched Zhang Qinghuan first take out a pair of glasses from the cloth bag he was carrying and put them on, and then took out a roll of silver needles, with a penetrating cold light on the tip of the needles.

After taking off his shirt, Lin Shi'an turned to look at Zhang Qinghuan, and asked in a natural tone, "Do you need to take off your pants?"

The distance between the two was so close that Zhang Qinghuan could see the white and thin upper body of the young man in front of him as soon as he raised his eyes.

The young man was originally growing up, but the young man was weak since he was a child, and his height could only reach Zhang Qinghuan's chin.

too skinny.

Zhang Qinghuan frowned, only glanced at him twice before retracting his eyes, but couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

"No, just lie on the bed."

"Ok."

Lin Shi'an cooperated very well, and lay back obediently.

After getting things ready, Zhang Qinghuan lowered his head and met those light brown eyes, his eyes moved up, the familiar look between his brows and eyes made his pupils shrink, and he grabbed Lin Shi'an's hand suddenly.

"You, what's your name?" Zhang Qinghuan asked nervously, with an imperceptible tremor in his voice.

Although the boy was puzzled, he still replied obediently: "My name is Lin Shi'an."

"My name is Shi'an, and all the lands in the ten directions will be safe."

In my memory, the crisp voice of the child echoed in my ears, and that immature face gradually overlapped with the boy in front of me, with the same smile, the same name, and the little mole on the earlobe...

Zhang Qinghuan studied medicine with his master in the deep mountains since he was a child. Apart from this time of birth, there was another time eight years ago.

Eight years ago, he separated from his master and was unfamiliar with the modern society. He was only 12 years old and lived on the streets.

His self-esteem prevented him from begging, so he passed out from hunger next to a trash can in a dark alley.

Later, he was rescued by a child.

The young boy was beautiful and cute, very much like the little prince he had seen in fairy tale books, elegant and noble, as different from him as he was in a mess.

The little prince reached out to him and pulled him up from the mud.

"Doctor Zhang? Doctor Zhang?" The young man's voice awakened Zhang Qinghuan who was stuck in memory.

"Shi'an... An'an." Zhang Qinghuan whispered his name, his previous indifference was swept away, and he was dazed by the surprise.

After putting on the glasses, Zhang Qinghuan could clearly see Lin Shi'an's puzzled expression, as well as his overly pale face.

he is dying...

Zhang Qinghuan's heart tightened suddenly, as if being pricked by dense needles. Facing Lin Shi'an who didn't recognize him, he suddenly couldn't speak, and finally he could only sigh.

"It's okay, let's...continue." Zhang Qinghuan pinched the silver needle again to treat Lin Shi'an.

Only this time, he was more serious and determined to cure Lin Shi'an.

On the other side, the system that had changed its position was lying on the window sill watching a show. One second it was still lamenting that the [-] points could only be seen, and the next second it received a notification that the favorability level had changed.

【Drip! 】

[Current favorability of the target: 66]

system:【? ? ?What just happened? 】