Chapter 29: accident, demented, congenital posterior.

Sam's prophecy came true, Kai Zhou was really sick and had a fever and an IV.

After all, his age is there, and not a strong young man, can not afford a night and the wind and beaten torment.

Dr. Aaron was skeptical about the injury to Kai Zhou's face, which was clearly a blow, but when asked how it was caused, Kai Zhou said he couldn't remember.

Dr. Aaron thought, pretext.

I think I know, probably too intense when playing those games.

So he didn't ask any more questions, and gave Changqing Shen a sympathetic look.

He has been used to this family's crap for a long time. But since he signed a non-disclosure agreement and received a high salary, he only cared about the treatment, and closed his eyes to the rest, and pretended not to see.

He went back to check Changqing Shen's recovery of his ribs and asked in passing, "How did Mr. Zhou get hurt?"

Changqing Shen replied very honestly, "Mr. Zhou did not come home last night. I'm not quite sure."

Dr. Aaron was stunned and looked at Changqing Shen with a little more sympathy.

After hooking Kai Zhou up with the fever and anti-inflammatory drops, Aaron suggested, "Go get a brain CT. It's been six months since you've had a full physical exam."

Kai Zhou responded with a carefree smile.

He didn't feel anything unusual about his body.

As it turns out, his health is not bad, he got well quickly, fever in the morning, sweating at noon, he started to work remotely in the afternoon, and went to the office the next day with medicine on his face.

As he entered the office, Sam, who was talking to his secretary inside, snapped to attention.

Sam thought he would have to rest for at least two or three days, and was surprised to see him back so soon in high spirits: "Mr. Zhou, don't you want to rest for two more days?"

Kai Zhou smiled brightly: "Such a large company, a minute can not be separated from me,"

Sam laughed after him, "Yeah. The company wouldn't know how to turn without you."

As Sam left Kai Zhou's office, his spring-like face suddenly fell and his hands were clenched in a cold sweat.

Inside the office, Kai Zhou's face was similarly cold.

He asked the secretary, "What is Sam doing here?"

Frank, the secretary, answered truthfully, "Mr. Sam came to ask for the list of names for the mid-year party in two weeks."

Frank has always been the one to coordinate this, so it's normal for Sam to ask him about it.

Kai Zhou glanced at the closed door: "He didn't ask anything else?"

As an ambitious person, Kai Zhou's greatest fear is Sam's ambition.

If you are just showing fatigue, Sam is anxious to take power to the top ......

Frank said with a smile, "He specifically asked if the mixed-race daughter of the deputy head of the planning department would come."　　 Kai Zhou now put his mind at ease.

As long as Sam knows what to do and does not interfere with things that he should not interfere with, when the right time comes, he will naturally hand over the company to him.

After Kai Zhou recovered from his illness, he never experienced any sudden memory loss, so he naturally thought that this day's wretched experience was the result of his own overwork and that everything would be fine as long as he rested.

However, a week later at a brand's fall launch venue, he had another not-so-small accident.

As the models began to appear, Sam noticed that Kai Zhou, who was sitting with him at the guest table, had his head tilted down a bit and didn't look right.

At first Sam thought he was experiencing the same symptoms as the meeting in France, and was startled.

Sam: "......"

He looked around the room.

The organizer of this fall launch was a pretty well-known international brand, with various media, fashion celebrities, stylists, designers, retailers, etc. all in attendance.

...... Kai Zhou How can you fall asleep in such a situation?

Seeing that two online reporters were already staring in this direction, Sam awkwardly reached out to hold Kai Zhou's arm and whispered, "Mr. Zhou, wake up."

Kai Zhou opened his eyes, saw the stage flow of light, drowsy sleepy eyes stimulated, only to feel blinding.

He closed his eyes again, as if he intended to go back to sleep.

Sam clutched his arm, his voice slightly louder: "Mr. Zhou, are you not well rested?"

As much as he wanted to make Kai Zhou look bad in public, Kai Zhou's image would be tarnished in public and it would be a big blow to the company's image.

Some people around looked over, their eyes could not hide their amazement.

Kai Zhou finally realized sluggishly where he was, sat up straight and opened his eyes hard, but the great fatigue and weariness gradually wore him down.

Watching Kai Zhou hang his head and doze off again, Sam's heart sank, and the fake smile on his face was about to hang.

In the midst of Sam's repeated reminders, the live singer's hard work, and the constant sound of the shutter, Kai Zhou woke up and slept for a full half hour.

A fashion show is only 20 minutes from start to finish, so once the music stops, Kai Zhou's snoring loses its cover.

Sam, who was sitting next to Kai Zhou, fidgeted with embarrassment and nodded apologetically to the few media who noticed Kai Zhou.

Before the conference is over, Kai Zhou slept through a whole conference news and pictures are already circulating on the Internet.

Xiaochi Chi was browsing the social news through the router 061 when she saw a high resolution photo of Kai Zhou with his head down, eyes tightly closed and mouth slightly open, sleeping soundly in the limelight.

Xiaochi Chi comments: "This photo is too unethical, the photo model are not so choose the angle and focus."

He also commented, "The title is also lacking in virtue."

061 looked at the most unethical originator in the review of others unethical, lost laugh: "things are peeled, eat or not?"

Yesterday, someone sent a box of Thai mangosteens to Xiaochi Chi, and since Izon didn't know how to open them, she served a whole plate of unshelled ones.

Xiaochi Chi is quite fond of mangosteen, but unfortunately, he can only eat it but not open it.

He took the bedside table door puffing and giggling for half a day, declared failure.

He threw the mangosteen onto his plate in frustration: "I'll marry anyone who can peel fifteen mangosteens for me to eat."

He was looking at the shell and sighing when he received the effect of his own use of the hypnosis card.

He immediately found the source of today's happiness, and left behind the pain of not being able to eat the mangosteen even though it was clearly there.

Only when 061 called out to him did Xiaochi Chi realize that the black and purple mangosteen shells had been put in the garbage and the fruit plate was filled with a bowl of snowy and crystal mangosteen flesh.

Xiaochi Chi was slightly stunned.

061 but feel nothing, just now Xiaochi Chi fine bright eyes brush gossip, he directly data the mangosteen, after processing re served to Xiaochi Chi.

He said, "It's actually quite simple. Do you want me to teach you?"

Hearing this, Xiaochi Chi laughed softly in a muffled voice.

...... He thought of someone.

After the accidental death of her parents, Ying Lou lived with her sister-in-law and aunt.

Unlike her highly educated sister, Ying Lou's sister-in-law had little talent for education and sold marinated duck in the vegetable market, while her aunt's husband was a street bicycle maker and locksmith.

And probably because of her strong genetic heritage and natural skills, Ying Lou is able to learn everything at once.

He can open locks, can repair cars and tires, and quite through the theory of "one to three", according to the instructions to repair the radio, repair the refrigerator, a read that will be, a repair will be good.

He also had a big dream, going to the junkyard after school to collect scrap metal and aspiring to make a bike by himself.

As for Xiaochi Chi's specific function, it is to shout 666 after him.

Ying Lou once asked him, "You always look at me to fix it, do you like the mechanics?"

Xiaochi Chi said straightforwardly, "I don't like it. Look at the board my brain hurts."

Ying Lou: "Then why are you still watching. It's quite boring for me to fix it for one afternoon."

Xiaochi Chi : "I just love to watch."

Ying Lou laughs, "Well, well, look. Do you want me to teach you?"

Xiaochi Chi said, "I don't want to. Teach the disciple to starve the master."

Ying Lou poked him: "You're just lazy and don't want to learn."

Xiaochi Chi said cheekily, "Of course, if I want to learn, I can do it in no time."

"It's okay if you don't learn." Ying Lou picked up the small screwdriver and said gently, "I'm here anyway. In the future, if something breaks in your house, just come to me."

Many, many years later, Xiaochi Chi became a big star outside of China.

Like other celebrities, Xiaochi Chi started doing charity work.

In addition to the large sum of money he gives to Orphanage each year, he also gives the children an extra benefit: at the end of the year, his sponsored orphans can write to him and tell him what they would most like as a gift, and Xiaochi Chi will write back to them and send the prepared gift back, as long as it is reasonable.

Children's aspirations are childish, and their not-so-happy childhood has taught them restraint too early.

Some wanted a set of 24-color watercolor pencils, some wanted a set of Lego blocks, the smallest kind would do, and some wanted a set of Detective Conan comics, all within Xiaochi Chi's reach.

Of course, there are also wishes that Xiaochi Chi cannot fulfill. For example, a young girl wrote to him saying that she wanted to marry him when she grew up.

Xiaochi Chi didn't say anything, he picked an autographed poster of a popular idol star and sent it back to her, which successfully changed the young girl's courtship goal.

On New Year's Day, when Xiaochi Chi turned 25, he received this New Year's wish letter.

The letter came from a young boy who wrote in crooked handwriting about his gratitude to Xiaochi Chi and his wishes.

He was abandoned by his parents when he was young, and was accidentally involved in a car accident when he was five years old, breaking one of his arms.

He is six years old this year.

In childish handwriting, he wrote: "I want to become Iron Man. That way no one will laugh at me."

Holding this letter, Xiaochi Chi pondered for a long time.

About four months later, the boy received a reply letter and a box more than a meter long.

He opened the box, which turned out to be a gold-red steel prosthetic limb made exactly in proportion to his body, strong and lightweight, but also made the armor plate, fully restored the texture of Iron Man's arm.

After the boy put it on, he found it surprisingly had arm laser and palm lighting functions.

Tears were falling from the boy's eyes.

He opened the letterhead and on it was Xiaochi Chi's reply in a few words, "Right now you can't master the power yet, so I only made the lighting function. When you grow up and know what the real power is, try it yourself and try to become a real Iron Man."

The boy grabbed the letterhead and seemed to understand.

Xiaochi Chi has grown up long ago, and has long understood that there are no heroes in the world, and that you have to rely on yourself in everything.

In Ying Lou's absence, Xiaochi Chi has learned everything.

He got into the high school that Ying Lou had only attended for one year, he won the first place in his grade that only Ying Lou would have won, he learned to fix things, make molds, speak Spanish, and he became the person that he longed for and aspired to be as a teenager.

But Ying Lou is still the undying heroic dream that exists in his heart.

Because there are always things he can't learn, such as he is always out of tune, handicapped, and can't clip the shamrock.

It's too hard, Mr. Lou, some things are just too hard, can you come back, can you teach me again ah.

The past is all too vivid, Xiaochi Chi is unchanged, even still with a smile in his eyes: "Good. Whenever you buy a dozen or twenty pounds, you can teach me."

061 pursed his lips and smiled, "You are trying to eat it."

Xiaochi Chi justified: "It's a waste not to eat."

061: "......" makes a lot of sense now.

Xiaochi Chi took a mangosteen, fed it into his mouth, and intentionally said, "I heard you say that your system is divided into innate and acquired, do you count as innate or acquired ah."

061: "...... Why do you suddenly want to ask this?"

Xiaochi Chi: "Just chatting. I'll wait until there are more comments online to read that Kai Zhou news."

061 thought for a moment, "I'm the day after."

"How do you count this innate and postnatal?"

"I, 089, and 023, turned out to be as human as you are." 061 said, "Also like you, they are all contracted with the main god. However, we signed a long-term contract with the main god, and we can only release the contract after 200 missions and return to the original world. Also, your body is still alive now, but we are dead. So one of the items in our contract is that the Lord God is responsible for providing us with a brand new identity after performing the mission."

"Do you remember what world you came from?"

"Don't remember."

"Don't remember?"

061 found it hard to explain his being formatted, because he didn't remember the original story either.

He could only say, "There was a little accident, and it was all forgotten."

"Do you want to go back?"

"Think."

"Why?"

Ever since 061 said "Do you want me to teach you", an inexplicable premonition festered in Xiaochi Chi's mind, causing him to be distracted and unable to stop asking questions to find that somewhat absurd answer.

"Why do you want to go back? Is it bad to be in the system?"

"I owe a man a date."

Xiaochi Chi's voice became a little subtle: "You're in love?"

"It seems to be, it seems to be not." 061 was asked to blush a little, "It's just that ...... someone is waiting for me, and I must go back."

Xiaochi Chi's clenched hand suddenly relaxed.

...... is not him.

061's reaction was so obvious that a fool could see that he had unusual feelings for the man.

But he and Lou never picked out anything, at that age, who did not understand what love is.

Later, Ying Lou became a distant dream for him, he was immersed in that past, a part of his body grew up, while another part stayed in place, holding on to that person, refusing to leave.

He later wondered if this was what he called "love".

He later thought, "What is this if not love?

After Ying Lou's death, Xiaochi Chi fell in love with Ying Lou wishfully, but he was no longer there, and even if he knew what he was thinking, he would probably have stroked his head and said "childish words".

061 heart someone, then he waited, and waiting for him, it is time for another demented person.