My uncle said that he wanted to exchange Fu Nanli's blood for her blood, that is, to exchange Fu Nanli's life for her life.
Her heart suddenly ached, and a dull pain spread throughout her heart. Wen Qiao felt that it was a little difficult to breathe. Because it was raining, the air pressure in the house was a little low. She put the notebook aside, walked to the balcony, opened the floor-to-ceiling window, and sat under the transparent awning.
The air was filled with the fresh scent of rain watering green plants. The sky was dark and low. She sat there for a long time until the floor-to-ceiling window behind her was opened. Then she realized that Fu Nanli had returned.
Fu Nanli reached out and unbuttoned his shirt collar, then came over and held her hand: "Why are you sitting here? It's raining outside."
The usually calm man suddenly hugged his waist.
Feeling a bit clingy.
"What's wrong?" He patted her back gently.
Wen Qiao didn't say anything, she just stood on tiptoe and kissed him. Fu Nanli took a deep breath: "Qiao'er..."
Late at night, Fu Nanli hugged the person in his arms and felt something was wrong. Qiao'er was very enthusiastic tonight, but her enthusiasm also revealed a sense of determination to fight to the death.
"What's wrong?"
Wen Qiao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, put his hands around his armpits, climbed his shoulders, and buried his face in his chest: "I said before that you are the most important person in my heart."
"Yeah." The man said in a low voice.
"I'm not saying this to cheer you up, you are really the most important person in my heart."
Fu Nanli stroked her long hair gently: "Okay, I am the most important person in your heart."
"My biggest wish now is not to be on any wealth list, nor to achieve great success in my film company or e-sports club, but I hope you are well. I will be very happy if you are well."
She felt a little regretful. Perhaps she shouldn't have gotten close to Fu Nanli in the first place.
Why should anyone pay for her health
Fu Nanli pinched her chin and forced her to look up at him: "Something is not right tonight, what happened?"
Wen Qiao: "It's nothing, just remember what I said."
Fu Nanli kissed the top of her head: "And my greatest wish is that you can be well."
Wen Qiao's mood became a little heavy.
I didn't sleep well last night.
The next morning when she returned home, she saw a strange man standing in the yard. He was dressed casually, had a gentle temperament, and smiled at her.
Wen Qiao touched his neck: "You are..."
"My name is Number Three."
Wen Qiao: "...Three...Number three?"
What a special name.
"Who are you? Who are you looking for?"
"Looking for you, you are my master."
Wen Qiao was a little confused. He looked up and saw his uncle coming out. "Aqiao, let me introduce you. This is the latest robot we developed. We haven't had time to give it a name yet, so let's call it No. 3."
Wen Qiao was stunned. This was actually a robot. He felt exactly the same as a real person, including his hair, skin, even the blood vessels beneath the skin, and the sound of his voice.
It looked so similar that if she hadn't told them it was a robot, she really wouldn't have thought it was.
Wen Qiao touched No. 3's hand and it was warm, with the same texture as human skin. He poked it gently and it was also elastic.
“Is it really a robot?”
"yes."
"Is there no metal in your body?"
"No."
Wen Qiao walked around No. 3 and it seemed that No. 3 was in a good mood.
"Some relatively mild diseases have been implanted in his gene sequence. He is a medical robot and can be your experimental subject. One is rheumatism, one is cerebral infarction, and the other is high blood pressure. You start treating him now. After it is effective, you can treat Fu Nanli's grandfather."
(End of this chapter)