Chapter 5

Suddenly, the mechanical sound of the system sounded in his ears, "The deviation was detected by the world trajectory and it has been automatically corrected."

Chen Kong was stunned for a moment, and after a little thought, he soon realized the problem.

No matter what conflicts there are, the decline of the Chen family must have an internal connection with the kidnap of Han Li. His text message to the Chen family was actually to some extent to prevent this incident from happening. If the Chen family avoided this disaster, all subsequent plots may be rewritten, so there will be automatic correction of the world trajectory and bringing the plot back on track.

But... I was a little confused.

From the beginning, the plot direction given by this so-called three-view correction studio was very simple. Whether it is the possible power disputes within the Han family or the connection between the decline of the Chen family and the kidnap of Han Li, most of them were inferred through various signs, which brings a new question-

"By the way, isn't this a bloody novel surrounding love in the entertainment industry?"

The system quickly replied, "Yes."

Chen Kong frowned slightly and asked, "Why does a dog-blooded novel have such complex ideas on these details?"

The system's voice still has no ups and downs. "The novel setting problem is not within the studio's consideration, nor is it within the scope of your work."

"Okay." Chen Kong himself was also unintentionally entangled. He stretched his waist, and his muscles and bones made giggle under his movements. He shrugged with a perfunctory expression, "It doesn't matter, you are the boss anyway."

It seemed that Chen Kong gave up so easily. The system was silent for a while, and then suddenly asked.

"Then what are you going to do next?"

Chen Kong yawned, blinked the sleepy tears in the corner of his eyes, and replied indifferently

"What can I do? Of course I'm waiting."

This novel is so paranoid about the attitude of being separated from the world line, so just wait for the plot to arrive. Anyway, the major events that affect Han Li now should be considered as the past, so the next node of the plot should be almost the same - 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 it should be almost enough to wait until the day after tomorrow.

Chen Kong stood up, walked to the refrigerator staggeringly, and took out a bag of bread and a box of milk.

At this moment, he seemed to remember something and paused slightly—

Han Li should have woken up at this time.

Chen Kong hesitated for a second, took out another portion of milk and bread from the refrigerator and hugged it in his arms, then turned around and walked towards the basement.

The basement was silent, bright lights sizzling above the head, and all the medical instruments were placed in their original positions, flashing cold light under the light.

Chen Kong found Han Li's ward in a familiar way and walked in.

Han Li lay quietly on the hospital bed, with no trace of blood on his pale face, his thin lips pursed into a monotonous straight line, and his dark eyelashes drooped on his bleak little face.

Chen Kong stood in front of the bed and reached out to try Han Li's forehead.

The temperature has dropped, and it seems that the anti-inflammatory drugs he injected before are quite effective.

At this moment, Chen Kong keenly realized that Han Li's body froze slightly at the moment when his forehead was touched, and his tightly closed eyelids trembled slightly.

It seems that he was awake.

Chen Kong was too lazy to expose him, so he just reached out to lift the quilt covered by Han Li, then pulled his loose sick clothes and took it down.

Now, Han Li's stiffness is visible to the naked eye.

In fact, he has been guessing why this weird kidnapper chose to save him. And based on his broken memory in his coma, even the place where it looked like an underground clinic was held by this man. Whether he was looking for money and power or wanted to threaten his family through himself, Han Li had thought about it, but he had never thought about this possibility...

Although he was young, his family made him mature enough to understand the chaos and darkness of this world.

Han Li clenched his teeth, his fingers placed beside him clenched secretly, his whole body was cold, and he quickly calculated all possibilities in his heart, and then he realized in despair that based on the strength shown by the man, his chances of counterattack were zero.

Just as Han Li was in despair, he felt a strange pain coming from his unmovable legs. A cold feeling came from his still numb skin, which made him a little stunned, and his brain responded a little slow.

Is this... taking medicine?

Just when he was in a daze, Han Li felt a sudden burst of pain from his wound, which made his nerves tense up instantly. He used all his strength to restrain himself from screaming, and his back was instantly wet with cold sweat.

"Why, you still have to sleep?"

The man's low voice rang not far away, with a little joke in his laziness.

Han Li knew that he had been seen through, so he took a deep breath, forced himself to open his eyes, and looked in the direction where the sound came.

I saw a tall man looking at him at the foot of the bed, not standing properly, but holding his arms, leaning loosely against the wall, with his eyes slightly glancing, with a little interest.

There was still dry blood on his cheeks, and there was a kind of untactic danger between his eyebrows and eyes, just like some deadly cold weapon that could kiss his warm throat in a flash, and then tear it apart with the most primitive and cruelty.

Han Li felt as if his heart was being grabbed with force.

The internal organs were tightened together, and the heart in his chest was beating rapidly. I don’t know whether it was due to the fear of life being threatened, or something more strange and complicated - he only knew that he had never been exposed to such a living body in his short and immature life experience.

Han Li tightened his fingers at a loss, feeling sweaty in his palms and fingers.

Chen Kong was calm and unsatisfied, as if he was not himself who deliberately poked someone's wound when applying medicine.

He straightened up, picked out bread and milk from his arms, and raised his hand and threw it into Han Li's arms.

As Han Li was busy catching the food flying in front of him, Chenkong pulled over a chair and sat down.

He raised his feet to the edge of the bed and pulled open the packaging bag on his own.

Chen Kong was really hungry this time. The huge consumption for one or two consecutive nights made him hungry. He ate half the size of a face in just a few seconds. When he raised his head, he found that Han Li was still staring at the food in his arms.

Chen Kong raised his eyebrows and asked while poking the straw into the milk bottle.

"Why don't you eat?"

Han Li seemed to be back to reality by his call. He raised his head, staring at Chenkong 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 tender, with a mature age that was not of this age

“…What do you want?”

Han Li knew for a long time that equivalent exchange is the only law of peers in this world. No one will do anything without any intention. Only by ensuring that they have the value of being exploited can they always take the initiative.

Chen Kongman raised his eyebrows carelessly and replied

“…World Peace?”

He sipped the milk, then frowned slightly, and took the box a little further.

Han Li was caught off guard by Chen Kong's perfunctory behavior. When he was young, he had not yet developed the ability to show his emotions. He showed a complex expression of doubt and frustration on his face, and then he said calmly.

"Thank you for saving me. As long as you are willing to send me back to Han's house, my father will give it to you..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a sneer from Chen Kong.

"Little kid, do you still don't know who wants your life?"

Han Li was shocked and couldn't speak. The meaning in Chen Kong's words was like a bright cold steel cone, nailing him to the spot. His brain was running slowly, trying to find some other slight hints from it.

Chen Kong yawned, stepped onto the edge of the bed with his long legs, and kept his face stuffing the milk that he had poked open into Han Li's hand without changing his face.

"Don't waste food, good boy."

After saying that, he left Han Li, who was hit by his own words, and then turned around and left without any guilt, and lazily threw down a sentence before leaving.

"Drinking more milk can make you grow taller."

The author has something to say, sarcastic, shameless, no conscience, empty, I don’t like to drink milk, I just want to make the future of my child

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Thank you for the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel Jiujiu who threw the [landmine];

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]
Chapter completed!