Urine Test
The blood test results came out soon.
The doctor looked at the test report, his hands trembling uncontrollably.
What sin had he committed!
"Mr. Gan Zhe, you need to prepare yourself mentally."
The doctor was very patient with certain patients, especially those who posed a threat to himself.
"Okay, go ahead and tell me."
Gan Zhe took a deep breath and said slowly.
He was already prepared.
"Mr. Gan Zhe, after diagnosis, those little red spots you have are early symptoms of gonorrhea."
The doctor spoke slowly as well.
"Early stage, so there's a cure?"
Gan Zhe caught on to the key word.
"Theoretically, yes. But that's just one of the diseases. Your body is harboring other viruses as well - syphilis, non-gonococcal urethritis. They haven't shown symptoms yet, but they've already begun."
The doctor spoke word by word.
Afraid that Gan Zhe wouldn't understand, he also briefly explained it in simple terms.
"So these are all early stages, and they're all curable, right?"
Gan Zhe was terrified as well. After all, it was his first time.
He never expected those two to be so vicious.
"Yes, these issues aren't too serious, but... your blood test seems to indicate that you may have AIDS?"
The doctor hesitated a little, as this disease was no simple symptom.
"What? Doctor, tell me clearly, do I have it or not?"
Upon hearing "AIDS," Gan Zhe could no longer stay seated.
He grabbed the doctor's arms and shook him violently.
"Calm down, sir, calm down."
The doctor was now in a panic, as he still had his beloved family.
If things went wrong... the consequences would be dire.
"Sorry, doctor, please continue."
Gan Zhe suddenly remembered that he had an amazing system.
If it's curable, it must be curable.
"Mr. Gan Zhe, this is just a suspicion, do you understand? This disease takes some time. Early detection and early treatment will be beneficial. You can come back in a few days for a detailed treatment plan."
The doctor didn't dare provoke Gan Zhe any further, as he was too terrifying when he went berserk.
Moreover, this disease was basically incurable.
Gan Zhe left the hospital with some medications, downcast and dejected.
The 500 yuan he had was almost used up.
He had to quickly find out what was going on with his bank card.
After applying some anti-allergy medication, Gan Zhe quickly headed to the nearest bank.
"What do you mean, violations? Suspected money laundering?"
Gan Zhe couldn't believe it.
Didn't the system give him all that money?
Could it be...?
"Excuse me, are you Mr. Gan Zhe?"
As Gan Zhe was inquiring at the counter, he suddenly heard very standard Mandarin.
He turned around to see several police officers in uniform standing behind him.
"Yes... yes..."
Gan Zhe's voice was trembling. He had seen this scene on TV before.
"System? System?"
Gan Zhe kept calling out internally.
But the system still didn't respond.
Come to think of it, aside from the first time it spoke...
After that, it seemed...
Could it be...?
Gan Zhe felt like his nerves were about to explode.
"Officers, I'm mentally ill, I'm mentally ill."
"The mentally ill don't break the law, do they?"
The police looked at the feigning Gan Zhe speechlessly.
Was he insulting their intelligence?
He didn't act crazy when spending money.
But now that he's about to be arrested, he's gone crazy?
Do such coincidences really exist?
"Mr. Gan Zhe, feigning won't work. You'd better come with us."
"Our principle is leniency for confession, severity for resistance."
The police took out their badges, about to arrest Gan Zhe.
Little did they know, Gan Zhe had just been diagnosed with so many sexually transmitted diseases and was now being accused of money laundering.
In his great distress, how could his emotions remain stable?
"Stay back, I'm telling you, I have AIDS, it's contagious."
Gan Zhe took out a nail clipper from his pocket and viciously cut a wound on his body.
Blood immediately gushed out.
He waved his hand around like a madman and charged out the door.
Everyone quickly dodged, none daring to approach.
"Wham!"
At this critical moment, one of the officers flew towards Gan Zhe's back and delivered a kick.
Directly knocking him down in a doggy position.
Crack!
Soon, several officers piled on top of Gan Zhe, restraining him tightly.
No one dared to take Gan Zhe's claim of having AIDS lightly.
They grabbed a few pieces of cloth and bandaged Gan Zhe's bleeding wound.
Several officers worked together to fix him onto the police car.
Sirens wailing, they drove straight into the police station.
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[Ding, the system has detected great dissatisfaction with the host, reducing compatibility by 20%. Current compatibility: 30%.]
In Qingjie City, Ye Bufan was calmly playing games.
He heard the system's notification tone.
Today was the last day he would play games with Lizi.
For various reasons, Lizi had decided to quit being a gaming companion.
Although the high commission of 30,000 yuan per month was very tempting...
Her ideal was definitely not to be stuck in a small game world.
A monthly commission of 30,000 yuan might be a lot for her, but it was definitely not the most.
She would shift her focus to her career.
Striving to take over a company as soon as possible.
Ximu Company, CEO's office.
Knock, knock, knock.
"Come in."
Ximu's CEO was seated behind a large desk, handling business matters.
"Uncle."
Lizi greeted him affectionately.
Li Zong
He was the current CEO of Ximu Group, and Lizi's uncle.
Ximu Group was also the Li Family's family business.
"Good niece, you're here. Perfect timing. Last time I suggested you go abroad to develop yourself, you said your boyfriend wouldn't agree no matter what. This time, you should be able to go, right?"
Li Zong spoke to Lizi in a kind manner.
Speaking of the Li Family, they had no shortage of male descendants. But Lizi was their only daughter.
Naturally, she was showered with boundless affection.
However, precisely because Lizi was a girl, she could never become the head of the group.
Lizi was an only child.
Perhaps she could rely on the family for a living, but it would be difficult for her to gain any real power.
One could only say her situation was much better than ordinary people.
"Okay."
Without Gan Zhe holding her back, Lizi agreed very readily.
During her four years of college, she had barely managed to obtain a bachelor's degree.
She had originally planned to settle down, get married, and have children.
But now it seemed she still needed to make more progress.
Pursue a graduate degree.
And take this opportunity to go abroad and clear her mind.
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Qingjie City Police Station
Gan Zhe was tightly restrained on an interrogation chair, unable to move.
The interrogating officers were helping to check and collect information.
Especially today, when Gan Zhe had actually gone to the hospital for a checkup.
The police were even more cautious.
With such a special disease, even in prison, he would need to be placed in a single cell.
Not to mention, the suspect before them also seemed to have a suspected mental illness.
ial death, also known as "shè sǐ" in Chinese, generally refers to... well, never mind, it's not important. My name is Ye Cheng, and I'm about to experience social death firsthand. ... 【Host, your mission is to confess your love to the young lady of the Dongfang family, the current student council president, in a way that will be unforgettable for everyone at the freshman ceremony!】 【Host, assist the girl with a sprained ankle in front of you to reach the infirmary, and fulfill the wicked thoughts in your heart!】 【Host, act on your desires and punish the arrogant young lady before you mercilessly!】 【Host, follow your instincts—abandon shameful surrender, begging, or groveling, and ruthlessly criticize the domineering, ill-mannered young lady in front of you!】 【Host...】 Ye Cheng: "Here, here, you take this host role—I quit!" Wait, why is the girl with a sprained ankle the daughter of a mafia boss? And what kind of punishment method is this for the arrogant young lady? Also, who the heck said anything about wicked thoughts in my heart? Come out here, let’s settle this one-on-one!!! ... The haughty student council president, the scheming mafia princess, the fragile yandere young lady, the airheaded maid-in-waiting, the mixed-blood loli/...
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u serious?" Chen Feng watched helplessly as his painstakingly trained disciple, fresh off a championship victory, publicly abandoned him. "You had your chance, but you didn’t appreciate it. Now, face the consequences of your choice!" Chen Feng possessed the "Master System," a treasure trove of supreme martial arts techniques, capable of molding ordinary individuals into peerless prodigies. "Legs like yours? A shame not to train in the Crippling Kick." "Ever heard of a palm strike that descends from the heavens?" "Auntie! I see extraordinary bone structure in you—a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand." The once-defiant senior disciple, now watching her juniors rise to fame one after another, dominating the internet, was consumed by endless regret.