Chapter 161: The System Assistant That Screwed Him Over
What to do, what to do? Out of the corner of his eye, Zhang Yang glanced at the people in the room. He absolutely couldn't let Gao Qi leave right now…
Thankfully, Big Tits seemed to understand Zhang Yang's awkward predicament. Though her cherry lips had left him, her lower body still pressed tightly against him. She didn't know why Zhang Yang suddenly became so lustful, but she understood that if she didn't cover for him now, his image would be ruined. There might not be any reporters present, but who could guarantee some nurse wouldn't take out her phone and snap a photo as a souvenir?
She slightly regretted impulsively hugging Zhang Yang so tightly earlier. Maybe it was that hug that got him excited. Poor guy, he must've been holding it in for days. Tonight, she'd have to make sure to satisfy him well.
She hoped Zhang Yang could calm down, but she noticed that thing of his was only getting worse. Luckily, she was wearing a thick skirt. Judging by how he looked right now, if it were any thinner, he might've pierced straight through it like a raging dragon.
Zhang Yang felt like he was in a sea of fire and blades, on the verge of going insane. Fortunately, he managed to recover some rationality and suddenly remembered—didn't he have that damn system assistant installed? He should just ask it! Even though asking questions cost system points, he had plenty to spare right now—142 points! Still a Promising Youth!
Just as he was about to ask, the system spoke up.
[System Sprite activated. How can I assist my master?]
Zhang Yang froze for a moment. "That's actually pretty smart. How can I lower my desire right now?"
[This question costs two system points. Does the master wish to use two system points to receive the answer?]
Fuck, two points for that? What a ripoff! Zhang Yang felt like crying. Earning system points wasn't easy, damn it.
But under someone's roof, he had to bow his head.
"Fine, I agree. Hurry and give me the answer." Thank god he still had 142 points. Damn that Advanced Bedroom Technique.
[Two system points deducted. Your current balance: 140 points…] The system assistant droned on and on, making Zhang Yang want to drag it out and beat it senseless. Hurry the hell up and give me the answer!
[Due to insufficient synchronization after learning Advanced Bedroom Technique, engage in intercourse with a B-grade or higher beauty for one hour to complete synchronization. For example, Gao Qi, who happens to be a B+ grade beauty…]
"Motherf—" Zhang Yang instantly felt swindled. Wasn't that obvious? If he could actually pin Gao Qi down right now, would he need this bullshit advice?
"I'm asking how to reduce my lust right now! How do I get out of this damn situation?"
[This question costs two system points. Does the master wish to use two system points to receive the answer?]
"Fuck off!" Zhang Yang snapped. What kind of shitty system assistant was this? Two points again?
[Would you like to exit the system assistant?] The assistant ignored his rage and asked in an icy tone.
"Fine, whatever, I accept."
[Two system points deducted. Your current balance: 138 points…] The sprite's voice rambled on, [Loading image input…]
Before Zhang Yang could think, an image suddenly appeared in his mind… Sister Feng grinning at him—high definition, too!
Holy shit, that's brutal! Zhang Yang almost fainted. His lower half instantly went soft… Shit, don't tell me I'm impotent now! Damn it!
"Get lost, you damn system assistant!" If there weren't so many people around, he would've screamed. That damn thing just scammed him out of four points and gave him that kind of solution? Inhumane!
On the other side, Gao Qi finally felt Zhang Yang soften and let out a sigh of relief, quickly pulling away. Their contact hadn't lasted long—ten seconds at most—but those ten seconds had felt like centuries to both of them.
After giving Zhang Yang a meaningful smile, she turned to look at her father.
He Ting had regained consciousness, but still seemed disoriented. A neurologist came over, checked his pupils with a flashlight, then nodded excitedly, confirming the drug's effect. "Unbelievable—it really worked! A true medical miracle… However, since the patient has been in a vegetative state for a long time, he'll need some time to readjust."
"Director Zhang, reporters outside want to interview. Should we let them in?" A hospital official clenched his fists in excitement at the news.
"No, not yet." Zhang Yang glanced at the patient on the bed and shook his head. "Notify the other experimental subjects—no disturbances allowed for any patients! But you can inform Director Qiao and Director Yang, who are holding the press conference…"
"Let's go." Zhang Yang looked at Xu Danlu, sitting in the corner. Feeling sorry for her, he walked over and supported her as they left the ward, leaving only Gao Qi and her sister, two doctors, and a nurse inside.
"How's your recovery?" In Lulu's private VIP room, Zhang Yang looked tenderly at Xu Danlu, who was pouting on the bed.
The room was quiet—just the two of them. The doctors and nurses had been swamped all day. Fifty clinical trial subjects had received Lingguang One injections for testing, forcing even those on leave to be called back, and extra staff from the First Hospital and the Naval Hospital were brought in to help.
That actually gave them a rare moment of peace together.
Outside, the sun was bright, and they could hear hurried footsteps in the hallway. Xu Danlu's blanket was pulled up to her chest, her hand held by Zhang Yang's, as she gazed at him quietly.
Then, a faint blush spread across her cheeks. "Yangzi, I missed you."
"Silly girl, it's only been two days." Zhang Yang sat beside her, slipped his hand under the blanket, and gently massaged her foot. "Lying in bed this long, aren't your legs sore?"
"No…" Xu Danlu sat up slightly, resting her head on his lap, her hair falling over his legs as she nuzzled him. "Days like this are so blissful."
"How is lying in a hospital bed blissful?" Zhang Yang chuckled, squeezing her plump butt gently.
"Of course it is. Because the one I love is right by my side." She turned to him, smiling sweetly. "I'd rather my legs never recover, so you'd stay with me forever… Hehe, just kidding."
Zhang Yang stroked her smooth cheek gently. "From now on, you're not allowed to take bullets for me again… No, there won't be a next time. You don't know how terrified I was then."
He looked out the window. "I was thinking—if I ever lost you, I don't know what I'd do."
"So don't ever do anything stupid again. You have no idea how important you are to me."
"I'd rather that bullet hit me than let you get hurt even a little."
Zhang Yang turned his head and suddenly felt his hand grow wet—the girl was crying…
He leaned down, cupped her tear-streaked face, and gently kissed her cheeks, letting the salty taste sink into his heart. A girl willing to risk her life for him—how could she not be worth everything?
He held Lulu tightly, quietly sharing the moment. But then, his phone rang. Zhang Yang frowned and silenced it.
"Why didn't you answer?" Xu Danlu pouted, looking at him accusingly. "It might be something important."
"Nothing's more important than you."
Xu Danlu rolled her eyes but felt sweet inside. "Go on, check it."
Zhang Yang gave in, picked up the phone, and glanced at it—it was Chen Tianxiong calling. A moment later, a text arrived.
"Bai Wensheng committed suicide in prison…"
Without changing expression, Zhang Yang set the phone down. Xu Danlu glanced at him. "Was it something important? Go handle it."
Zhang Yang smiled and shook his head. "Just 10086, phone bill overdue."
These bastards… are they making their move?