Suddenly, the system's mechanical voice sounded in my ears: "The world trajectory has detected a deviation and has been automatically corrected."
Shen Kong was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he quickly realized the problem.
No matter what the discord is, the decline of the Chen family and Han Li's kidnapping are definitely intrinsically linked, and by sending text messages to the Chen family, he is actually preventing this incident from happening to a certain extent, and if the Chen family avoids After this disaster, all subsequent plots are likely to be completely rewritten, so there will be an automatic correction of the world's trajectory to get the plot back on track.
But... there was one thing that Shen Kong couldn't figure out.
From the beginning, the plot given by this so-called Three Views Correction Studio was very brief. Whether it was the possible power disputes within the Han family or the connection between the decline of the Chen family and Han Li’s kidnapping, most of them were Shen. Sora deduced it from various signs, which brought a new question——
"By the way, isn't this a bloody novel about love in the entertainment industry?"
The system quickly replied: "Yes."
Shen Kong frowned slightly and asked, "Why is a bloody novel so complicated in these details?"
The system's voice remains calm: "The setting of the novel is not within the studio's consideration, nor is it within your scope of work."
"Okay." Shen Kong himself had no intention of entangled. He stretched, and all the muscles and bones in his body made a grinding sound under his movements. He shrugged perfunctorily: "It doesn't matter, you are the boss anyway."
It seemed that Shen Kong would give up so easily. The system was silent for a while, and then suddenly asked:
"Then what are you going to do next?"
Shen Kong yawned, blinked the sleepy tears from the corners of his eyes, and replied nonchalantly:
"What can we do? Of course we can wait."
This novel has such a paranoid attitude towards leaving the world line, so just wait for the plot to arrive. Anyway, the major events affecting Han Li now should be considered in the past, so it should be almost done by waiting for the next point in the plot. ——According to the information given to him by the studio, three days after Han Li was injured, the Han family would find him at the foot of the mountain. So, waiting until the day after tomorrow should be enough.
Shen Kong stood up, wandered to the refrigerator, and took out a bag of bread and a carton of milk.
At this moment, he seemed to remember something, and his movements paused slightly -
Han Li should have woken up by this time.
Shen Kong hesitated for a second, took out another piece of milk and bread from the refrigerator, held it in his arms, then turned and walked towards the basement.
There was silence in the basement, with bright tube lights sizzling overhead. All the medical instruments were placed in their original positions, shining with a cold light under the light.
Shen Kong found Han Li's ward by familiar means and walked in.
Han Li was lying quietly on the hospital bed, with no trace of blood on his pale face, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, and his dark eyelashes hanging like crow feathers on his pale little face.
Shen Kong stood still in front of the bed and touched Han Li's forehead with his hand.
The temperature has dropped, and it seems that the anti-inflammatory drugs he injected earlier are quite effective.
At this moment, Shen Kong was keenly aware that Han Li's body stiffened imperceptibly the moment his forehead was touched, and his tightly closed eyelids trembled slightly.
Looks like he's awake.
Shen Kong didn't bother to expose him, so he just stretched out his hand to lift the quilt covering Han Li, then pulled his loose hospital clothes and pants down and took them off.
Now, Han Li's stiffness was visible to the naked eye.
In fact, he had been guessing why this weird kidnapper chose to rescue him, and according to the fragmented memory he had in a coma, even this place that looked like an underground clinic was brought here by this man. What was he trying to do? Qian Tuquan still wanted to threaten his family through himself. Han Li had thought about it, but he had never thought about this possibility...
Although he is young, his family makes him mature enough to understand the chaos and darkness of this world.
Han Li gritted his teeth and clenched his fingers secretly at his side. His whole body was cold. He quickly calculated all the possibilities in his mind, and then realized in despair that based on the strength shown by this man, the possibility of his counter-attack was The chance is zero.
Just when Han Li fell into despair, he felt a strange pain coming from his immobile legs. A cold feeling came from his still numb skin, which made him stunned and his brain reacted slowly - ―
Is this... taking medicine
Just when he was in a trance, Han Li felt a sudden burst of severe pain from his wound, which made all the nerves in his body tense instantly. He used all his strength to restrain himself from screaming. My back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.
"Why, do you still want to continue sleeping?"
The man's deep voice sounded not far away, with a hint of joking in his laziness.
Han Li knew that he had been discovered. He took a deep breath, forced himself to open his eyes, and looked in the direction of the sound.
He saw a tall man looking at him at the foot of the bed. He didn't stand properly, but folded his arms and leaned loosely against the wall, his eyes slightly squinting with interest.
There was still dried blood on his cheeks, and there was an untamable danger in his eyebrows, like some kind of deadly cold weapon. He could kiss the warm throat in an instant, and then use the most primitive violence and cruelty to kill him. It tears.
Han Li felt as if his heart had been grabbed hard.
All the internal organs were tightened together, and the heart in his chest was beating fast. He didn't know whether it was out of fear of being threatened, or something more weird and complicated - he only knew that in his short and immature life, In his experience, he had never come into contact with such a life form.
Han Li tightened his fingers at a loss, feeling that his palms and fingers were wet with sweat.
Shen Kong was calm and composed, without any guilt, as if he was not the one who deliberately poked the wound while applying the medicine.
He straightened up, picked out bread and milk from his arms, raised his hands and threw them into Han Li's arms.
While Han Li was busy catching the food flying towards him, Shen Kong pulled up a chair and sat down.
He put his feet up on the edge of the bed and opened the packaging bag.
Shen Kong was really hungry this time. The huge consumption for one day and two nights made him hungry. He ate half a piece of bread the size of his face in just three strokes, and when he raised his head again , only to find that Han Li was still staring blankly at the food in his arms.
Shen Kong raised his eyebrows, poked the straw into the milk bottle, and asked:
"Why don't you eat?"
Han Li seemed to be brought back to reality by his call. He raised his head and stared directly at Shen Kong with a pair of black and white eyes. His fingers holding the bread tightened slightly, and the plastic bag made a slight friction sound.
His voice was hoarse and childish, with a maturity that was beyond his age:
"… what do you want?"
Han Li has known for a long time that equal exchange is the only rule of peer in this world. No one will do anything without any intention. Only by ensuring that he has the value of being used can he always take the initiative.
Shen Kong raised his eyebrows casually and replied:
"… World Peace?"
He sipped the milk, then frowned slightly and held the box a little further away.
Han Li was caught off guard by Shen Kong's perfunctory treatment. At a young age, he had not yet developed the ability to express his emotions and anger, so his face showed a complex expression of confusion and frustration, and then he said calmly:
"Thank you for saving me. As long as you are willing to send me back to the Han family, my father will give you..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Shen Kong's sneer:
"Kid, don't you still know who wants your life?"
Han Li was shocked and speechless. The implications of Shen Kong's words were like a shining cold steel cone, pinning him to the spot. His brain was running slowly, trying to reason with it. Give some other hints.
Shen Kong yawned, took a few long steps to the bedside, and without changing his expression, put the milk that he had poked open into Han Li's hand:
"Good boy, don't waste food."
After saying that, he left Han Li, who was stiffened by his words, and then turned around and left without any guilt. Before leaving, he lazily dropped a sentence:
"Drink more milk to grow taller."