The System Let Me Go Fortune Telling

After enjoying the long-lost delicacy, Wu Jun went to sleep beautifully, probably because he slept too much during the day and woke up in the middle of the night.

His hospital bed was leaning against the window, and the weather tonight was very good, and a bright moon that was about to complete was high in the sky, and the night was cold.

It will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days.

He also spent the Mid-Autumn Festival last year in the hospital. Grandpa suffered a stroke and left without even having time to say his last words.

After that, he stopped going to school and went to a cake shop as an apprentice. In the past year, he has learned a lot of things in all aspects.

But also suffered a lot.

Now that there is a system, it will be very peaceful.

It's just that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps on, and the child wants to be raised and kissed.

He suddenly thought, is it necessary to be alone in order to be recognized by this system?

"Host, please don't think about it," the system suddenly jumped out and said, "The reason why this system chooses to train you as a supreme celestial master is only about talents and nothing else."

That's good.

Wu Jun was relieved when he got the answer from the system.

But he didn't think he had any extraordinary talents. He was almost twenty years old. Who knew better than himself how many catties he had?

He thought it was just luck.

Since you are lucky, you must treat this lucky one.

He has no ambitions, he does not pursue great wealth, nor does he want to be the dragon among the people, attracting worldwide attention. As long as you eat better, live better, and play more comfortably, you can help if you encounter pleasing people if they are in trouble, and if they are not pleasing to the eye, they will be stunned.

In a word, if he can live casually, he feels that he should be satisfied

I just don’t know if such negative thoughts will have opinions in the system.

"The host can rest assured that this system will not interfere with your personal will. Please follow your heart in everything."

After hearing this sentence, Wu Jun finally laughed.

After waiting for a few days, I was discharged from the hospital. I went home and paid the utility bills. Then I went to buy some new clothes and a new mobile phone. There should also be a computer, a large-screen TV, a game console, a washing machine, a refrigerator...

I don't know, but I just listed it, and Wu Jun found that the more than 10,000 yuan in his pocket was not enough to look at.

It seems that tomorrow I will continue to go out to set up a stall, and become famous early, so I can sit at home and wait for someone to send money to my door.

It was just that the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. Early the next morning, the nurse Lin Xue came to tell him that today, stay in the ward honestly and don't run around. Several experts will come to him for consultation.

Hearing this news, Wu Jun was extremely depressed. He really didn't want to smell the disinfectant in the ward.

"Can I go downstairs to breathe?" he asked, "I will leave you with your phone number, and you will call me when the time comes."

Lin Xue looked at his slightly smiling face, and she couldn't bear it.

In her opinion, Wu Jun is like a death row prisoner about to be cut by fate, and this faint smile will probably disappear forever as the final result is announced soon.

So she nodded, took down Wu Jun's phone number, and whispered "Be careful".

Wu Jun noticed that her face was a bit bad, and he thought what happened to this girl today. Is it a premonition that this handsome guy is going to be discharged from the hospital, a little reluctant?

This is not okay, although sibling love sounds good, but he hasn't planned to fall in love yet.

Can only disappoint the beauty of her heart.

Pushing the wheelchair to the garden downstairs, Wu Jun took out the white jade Calabash, and the rootless water in it was full again.

He drank it all in one sip, and after a while all over his body, he felt numb and itchy on the skin of his two calves.

This is a good sign.

Since waking up in the ward, except for the pain in both calves, he has had no other feelings.

"System, can you help me see how good my legs are?"

"Congratulations to the host, your leg injury has healed, drink rootless water again, and you will be able to recover."

Is it so good?

It is a lie to say that he is not happy. He can't wait to smash the cast on his leg now and enjoy the feeling of walking.

Of course this is just thinking about it, it would be too noticeable to do that.

After ten o'clock, when he received a call from Lin Xue to go upstairs, he was frightened by a large group of doctors.

The hospital dean, deputy dean, Dr. Hu, and a dozen doctors who hadn’t seen him, focused their attention on him at the same time, and immediately made him feel like he has become a little white mouse, and he will soon be affected by this group of strangers. Uncle anatomy.

They have studied Wu Jun's materials and compared the earliest film with yesterday's film. They all think this is an impossible thing.

No one is so resilient.

The doctors and experts who came to participate in the consultation not only did not reveal the surprises they should have, but they were all suspicious.

So after some discussion, everyone decided to take the actual product as the standard.

"Wu Jun," Doctor Hu introduced to him with a smile, "Let me introduce to you, these are the backbone doctors of orthopedics departments in major hospitals in our city, and Professor Zhang from the provincial capital..."

Wu Jun didn't listen carefully to what he said. Anyway, it probably means that everyone is very interested in his two legs. Today, I came to see him as a group, so now I have to send him to the radiology department and take another photo in front of everyone. Film.

Just shoot. If you don't let them shoot clearly, they will definitely not be able to leave the hospital.

So Wu Jun lay in the machine again, and after a dozen doctors outside, a clear picture appeared on the computer.

"Dean Liu," Professor Zhang, an expert from the provincial capital, was a little unhappy after seeing the pictures, "Are you kidding us and taking a good guy to make a film?"

Dean Liu was also puzzled. Judging from the picture, Wu Jun's two calf bones are very good, and there is no crack.

But he didn't know Wu Jun's specific situation, so he could only look at Doctor Hu.

And Dr. Hu has entered a petrochemical state at this time.

This is impossible!

In the film shot yesterday afternoon, there are still some signs of healing. Why are they gone today?

He asked people to open the door, went in and checked it personally, and found that Wu Jun was lying on the machine.

But this made him even more confused.

Even at the level of yesterday, it is already several times faster than ordinary people's recovery speed, and it is fine now, just as it was before.

This can no longer be explained by science!

"Professor Zhang, we are not joking," so he had to explain, "Actually, we don't know what's going on...

"Really, please believe me. You have watched his film yesterday, and there are electronic records for you to check..."

"Okay, don't talk about it yet," Professor Zhang was obviously a little unhappy. "It's very simple to find out. Since the shooting is okay, we can remove the plaster now. Dean Liu, what do you think? Sample?"

"Yes, we will arrange it right away."

Wu Jun was pushed to a special room again. In front of more than a dozen doctors and experts, two young doctors carefully took apart the plaster on Wu Jun's leg with various tools.

The bandage was taken apart, and the moment the skin on his legs touched the air, Wu Jun felt his legs come back to life again.

It's like a fish that has been thirsty for a long time and finally returns to the clear water. That kind of comfort is beyond words.

But the doctors who had been guarding the surroundings stared wider than a bull's eye at this time.

The skin on Wu Jun's legs, not only did not have any scars, nor was it as pale as it should have been in the plaster for a long time, just like the bandages and plasters on his legs had just been put on.

A doctor finally couldn't help it, and said like the little kid telling the truth in the emperor's new clothes: "This is exactly the leg of a normal person!"

"this……"

Doctor Hu was also stunned, what is going on?

Thank you for reading this story at wuxiamtl.com. Your support enables us to keep the site running!