The system begs me to exploit the male protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

As the time drew closer to the operation, Xi Zhiyu ran towards Tang Yanfeng more and more.

He was dressed in black and trousers, his hair was slightly messy, and he exuded a rebellious temperament, but he was holding a thermos bucket wrapped in a cat's headgear in his bony hands.

Many people looked at him along the way, but he didn't notice any of them.

"Coming?" Tang Yanfeng asked.

Tang Yanfeng, who put on soft home clothes, has fair skin, which almost blends in with the white clothes and the white walls, but his black and slightly long hair hangs lightly on the back of his neck, and the contrast between black and white makes people look even more eye-catching.

Xi Zhiyu arranged the food, handed a pair of chopsticks to Tang Yanfeng, and watched the person eating mouthfuls with grace, giving him the illusion of being fed.

This is also the reason why he is keen to take Tang Yanfeng to dinner.

Xi Zhiyu said: "There are still three days, right?"

Tang Yanfeng naturally understood that he was talking about the date of surgery: "Yes, the doctor said that my physical condition is much better than expected, so he simply moved the time earlier."

He said lightly: "It's your credit."

Tang Yanfeng's compliments and thanks have always been shallow, unlike Yu Tongtong's effort to convey the compliment to the hearts of all who hear it, it is often a peaceful and quiet environment, and he can speak in a moderate voice. words of comfort to others.

Xi Zhiyu: "You're welcome. Your illness makes me more uncomfortable than mine."

Tang Yanfeng smiled: "I think you are getting more and more cunning."

Most people's impression of Xi Zhiyu would include the label of taciturnity, but no one except Tang Yanfeng has seen him who is actually very talkative.

Some people like to use the most language to express themselves, while others like to use the most refined and deep-rooted language to express themselves.

Tang Yanfeng was eating, and Xi Zhiyu was watching Tang Yanfeng.

This uninvited guest who once Shi Shiran broke into his life has become an inseparable existence like flesh and blood.

This operation involves one of the most important organs in the human body. Any sporadic negligence may leave Tang Yanfeng with unimaginable sequelae...even death.

Xi Zhiyu looked at him, as if he saw a fragile lifeline hanging above his head that needed to be mended.

The closer the date was, the more Xi Zhiyu felt like he was walking on thin ice. For several nights, in his dreams, Tang Yanfeng was sitting high on the cliff, his calf was already hanging in the air, and looking down, he saw a dark abyss of thick fog that could not be seen to the bottom.

Xi Zhiyu doesn't want to know what the abyss represents, what the cliffs represent, what the legs that are already hanging in the air represent; all he knows is that he has no body in the dream, only a pair of eyes, and he is as powerless as him outside the dream.

Xi Zhiyu: "Why doesn't our world have superpowers?"

Tang Yanfeng put down his chopsticks, covered his lips with a napkin, Danfeng raised his eyes and looked at him: "Maybe it's because the world doesn't want it."

Xi Zhiyu: "Can studying medicine now help you increase the success rate of surgery?"

Tang Yanfeng: "No. If you are interested, you can try it, but if it's just for me, I suggest you not."

Xi Zhiyu: "Why?"

Tang Yanfeng: "I hope that everyone's life is lived for themselves, and the act of using others as motivation is consuming yourself."

"What you said is applicable in most cases," Xi Zhiyu said, "but you underestimate my stubbornness. For you, why can't it be for myself?"

He generously exposed his personality flaws, just so that Tang Yanfeng could see his heart on the balance more clearly.

These are two atypical human beings, and their behavior, attitudes and emotions are naturally not typical to analyze.

Xi Zhiyu, or Su Wang, his feelings are bound like a net, not to mention these two worlds, even if a psychiatrist is caught to diagnose him in a hundred worlds, he will be diagnosed with "paranoid" tendencies .

Tang Yanfeng sighed: "Come here, let me hug you."

Xi Zhiyu went around the table, turning his back on the guest, and taking people into his arms——Contrary to Xi Zhiyu, Tang Yanfeng is a person who doesn't like to show his emotions. If someone is alone with him, the first thing he will feel is that he is out of breath anxiety and stress.

These two people are like two ends of a lever, but their opposite personalities allow them to complement each other just right and create more mysterious connections.

Their first meeting is not pleasant, but they will inevitably be attracted to each other as if attracted by magnetic poles.

The aura of the two people soaked each other, the temperature was transmitted to each other, and the heartbeats gradually jumped together at the same frequency, and the surroundings were quiet.

There are still three days left, the day when one foot is healthy and one foot is abyss. Tang Yanfeng can't control the result of the operation. He can only try his best to find the best equipment, find the best doctor and make mental and emotional preparations.

The rest is all about probability.

"I still remember that the last time I faced this kind of probability situation, I lost completely," Tang Yanfeng said, "The success rate of the equipment doctors combined is as high as 90.00%5.00, and the remaining [-]%, I think, It will definitely be filled by the luck that I didn't get before."

"Trust me, okay? Wait until the operation is over, and I'll wait for you to say that."

Tang Yanfeng's eyes were full of certainty, as if the 5.00% probability was already in his hands.

"Host host! Are you really sure?" Party A's system landed on Tang Yanfeng's shoulders, jumping up and down twice, "How dare you make such a guarantee to him when the result is unclear, you won't be caught He's distracted!"

"The result is not clear, who said the result is not clear?"

Tang Yanfeng snorted softly: "Open the last page of the system mall, the item with the lowest price."

The system opened it according to the words, and said: "Lucky Aperture? This thing is not only the lowest price, but also the lowest monthly sales. I have never seen the host choose this before."

Tang Yanfeng: "Why?"

System: "Because everything in the mall is described very accurately, even with percentage values, only the profile information of this one is too vague. The statement of 'increasing luck to a certain extent' is too illusory."

"It's called a chicken rib in the fast traveler group. Some people bought this thing and found it useless at all. They said it was purely spent money for fun."

Tang Yanfeng narrowed his eyes: "I didn't expect that the only kindness I left behind was not taken seriously..."

System: "What? What mercy?"

Tang Yanfeng: "You just need to know that if you are a buyer, there is only one thing in the entire mall that is sure to make money, and it can only be it."

System: "So the host wants to buy this? Are you spending points to gamble on luck? It doesn't suit your style!"

"You have been to my original world and asked about me, right?" Tang Yanfeng asked.

The system felt guilty: "Yes, because I want to collect host information."

Tang Yanfeng was noncommittal: "What news did you inquire about?"

System: "They call you the most stable investor, the most difficult party A, and the most daring gambler... I actually never understood the reason for the last title. In my opinion, you are impeccable."

Tang Yanfeng: "There are only wrong names, no wrong nicknames. Once in the original world, I was blessed with great luck and was always favored by the goddess of luck. I like to end up in situations where it is impossible to win, and then come back alone Victory."

"Until my last gamble, I lost a game that was impossible to lose-then, the order of the entire world was changed."

"Since then, I have never gambled on any so-called probability."

System: "So you want to bet on him with a 5.00% probability this time?"

"How is it possible?" Tang Yanfeng smiled, "Any host of this lucky aura can only buy it once per world, do you know why?"

System: "Why, why?"

Tang Yanfeng looks really arrogant and dangerous now, his eyes are almost contemptuous and arrogant: "This is the spine broken off from the world, and it is something that can really change the probability."

"It can give fast-traveling players a better chance of winning when faced with illusory probabilities... instead of just buying it casually, just for fun."

That day, it was Xi Zhiyu who watched Tang Yanfeng enter the operating room.

In the hospital, white tiles, white walls, white lights, and white coats... everything is dazzlingly white, so white that it makes people worry.

Xi Zhiyu wanted to hear the voices inside, but all the voices seemed to be bypassed from his ears. The only sound he could hear clearly and clearly was his own heartbeat.

Bang, bang, bang.

After 480 heartbeats, the "in operation" sign dimmed.

Several sweaty doctors came out, and Tang's father asked bluntly, "How was the result? No sequelae?"

A foreign doctor didn't bother to care about his attitude, waved his hand, and gave a thumbs up: "Extraordinary performance."

In this operation, they almost went smoothly as if by God, none of the dangers and crisis responses that may have occurred in the pre-operation meeting were useless, they did it steadily from beginning to end, and there was almost a kind of " Is it really over?" in a trance.

"The operation went very smoothly, but the follow-up still needs to be observed. Remember the precautions..."

At night, Xi Zhiyu still had that familiar dream, but this time he had a physical form. Tang Yanfeng, who had been sitting all this time, stretched out his hand to support the edge of the cliff, stepped back on the ground with his dangling calf, and walked step by step towards Xi Zhiyu in the dream go.

Then reached out and hugged him.

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small theater:

Xi Zhiyu woke up and found that he was wrapped too tightly in the quilt.