God Level Farm

When Song Rui heard it, he was about to collapse, his face suddenly turned pale, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Ruofei...I'm really infected...then what...how serious is it?"

Xia Ruofei said solemnly, "Your condition is called hypochondriasis in medicine, and it is a kind of somatoform disorder, which mainly refers to the patient's fear or belief that he has one or more serious physical diseases, accompanied by anxiety or depression. ?Fate? Literature↘Xue→Internet Depending on the performance of your condition, it can also be classified as AIDS-phobia, that is..."

"Wait! Wait!" Song Rui yelled, "You mean I'm not infected with AIDS?"

Xia Ruofei almost burst into laughter, but his expression was still serious. He shrugged and said, "When did I say you were infected with AIDS?"

"Damn it! Then you said it so seriously, and you still have a sad expression on your face!" Song Rui said angrily, "Dude, people are scary, will they scare people to death?"

Xia Ruofei said in his heart that buddy is just trying to scare you! Let's see if you dare to go out and be romantic in the future...

Xia Ruofei said solemnly, "Song Rui, don't underestimate this hypochondriasis, it's a neurological disease! And it will bring a lot of adverse reactions to the body. Studies have shown that people with a serious fear of cancer will suffer from cancer. The chances are much higher than the average person!"

"Don't give me popular science!" Song Rui said, "Dude, this situation is different. If it weren't for this kind of thing, I wouldn't be suspicious all day long!"

Xia Ruofei glanced at Song Rui with a half-smile but said, "All diseases have incentives, and the 'this thing' you said is the incentive!"

"Okay, okay!" Song Rui raised his hands to beg for mercy, and then said a little embarrassedly, "Ruo Fei, it's not that I don't believe you, but... I really have symptoms, it's not my illusion! I've been having a fever lately! My throat hurts too!"

Xia Ruofei said lightly, "You have a cold with wind-heat! Go get some Huoxiang Dropping Pills or Yinqiao Jiedu Pills and eat them for a few days!"

"This... so simple?" Song Rui was dumbfounded.

"Do you still think that you are serious?" Xia Ruofei asked in a funny way.

"No, it's just that I can't believe it..." Song Rui said with a smirk, "But... my appetite has become very poor recently!"

"You've been thinking wildly all day to the point of being stunned, and it's no wonder that you can still eat!"

"Then I've lost a lot of weight! This is always objective data! I weigh myself every day now!" Song Rui said.

Xia Ruofei glanced at Song Rui lightly and said, "Nonsense! I want to be like you without thinking about tea and rice all day, and be as suspicious as a bird with a bow, and lose weight!"

"You mean... this is all me scaring myself?" Song Rui murmured.

Xia Ruofei shrugged and said, "It's up to you to believe it or not!"

"Believe it!" Song Rui quickly said with a pleasing smile, "You have been diagnosed by the great doctor Xia, how could I not believe it!"

Sometimes people are like this. When they suspect that they have a certain disease, they will naturally become suspicious. Especially now that the Internet is so developed, many people are habitually searching the Internet, and they will find that the various symptoms listed on the Internet seem like All match themselves.

As everyone knows, if you can rely on the Internet for things like seeing a doctor, why do you need a doctor?

If diseases can be diagnosed through search engines, is it necessary for medical universities to set up five-year clinical majors? Everyone can go to see a doctor if they send a computer with Internet access. Why waste five years?

With Xia Ruofei's personal diagnosis, Song Rui's heart was completely gone.

He hehe smiled and said, "That... Ruofei, the Huoxiang Dropping Pills that you said just now, the effect is too slow, since you have already helped me diagnose, then you will be responsible to the end! Give me some prescriptions that will take effect quickly. Medicine, I feel sick with fever every day!"

Xia Ruofei shook his head helplessly and said, "You kid... this is a big step!"

"hey-hey,

Two brothers in one world, you wouldn't be so cruel, would you? "Song Rui said shyly.

"Yes! I knew there was no good banquet!" Xia Ruofei said while opening his handbag, reaching into it and taking out a small porcelain bottle.

There were still more than ten pills left in the last pill made for Song Wei. Xia Ruofei just used his spiritual sense to notify Xia Qing in the space and asked him to put three pills in this small porcelain bottle.

Because there is a difference of thirty times the time flow rate from the outside world, although it is only a few seconds, in fact, Xia Qing in the space has already prepared the pills.

Xia Ruofei's hand in the bag was just a cover up, making Song Rui think he was taking something from the bag, but in fact, he took it out of the space with a single thought.

"Take it after meals, one tablet at a time!" Xia Ruofei said, "It should be fine in a day."

This pill contains the ingredients of the petals of Lingxin Flower. Taking it for ten or twenty days can even remove the strange toxins in Song Wei's body. Song Rui is just a common cold, and taking three pills can definitely be cured.

In fact, using this kind of pill to treat a cold is a bit of a waste, but Xia Ruofei also knows that if Song Rui's cold is not clear, he will always be suspicious.

For the health of his good brother, Xia Ruofei didn't feel too distressed even if he knew that it was "cannons hitting mosquitoes".

What's more, this pill was originally made for Song Wei when she was preparing it, so it would be a waste if you don't use it, so it's better to use it for Song Rui.

Song Rui took over the porcelain bottle as if he had obtained a treasure, carefully put it into his arms, and said with joy, "You are really interesting! Good brother!"

Xia Ruofei rolled his eyes and said, "If you don't serve food, your good brother will starve to death..."

Song Rui patted his head and said embarrassedly, "Blame me, I'll let them serve you right away!"

After speaking, Song Rui shouted loudly, "Waiter!"

The waiter waiting at the door immediately pushed the door in and asked, "Sir, do you need anything?"

Song Rui swept away the decadence just now, and said in high spirits, "Tell the kitchen to serve the food! Be quicker!"

"Good sir!"

Song Rui then looked at Xia Ruofei and asked, "By the way, Ruofei, do you want to order a few more dishes?"

Xia Ruofei waved his hand and said, "No need, just the two of us, let's keep it simple! By the way, you haven't figured out your cold yet, so we won't drink at noon!"

"You have to listen to the doctor's advice!" Song Rui laughed and said to the waiter, "Remove the wine! Also, serve the food faster!"

"OK!"

...

Liberation Square.

Song Wei and her best friend Zhuo Yiyi walked out of a western restaurant and stood on the side of the road waiting for a taxi.

Song Wei's car is still in the southwest, and Song Qiming's self-requirements are very strict. Song Wei has never used a public car for private use because her father is a high-level official at the provincial and ministerial level, so she accompanied Zhuo Yiyi in Sanshan for the past two days. City tour, travel is mainly by taxi, and occasionally even by bus or subway.

This sounds a bit unbelievable. The daughter of a provincial capital city-committee-secretary-secretary and a standing committee member of the provincial party committee actually took the bus or the subway when she went out, but this happened in Song Qiming's home, but it was normal.

Only when it is related to Song Wei's life safety, Song Qiming will use his power, but only act within the rules.

Including the temporary sending of Song Wei's blood sample to the capital for examination last time, with Song Qiming's influence, the flight only waited for a few minutes, and it did not affect the departure time, and the medical staff of the Provincial People's Hospital went to the capital. All expenses , and it was also personally paid by Song Qiming.

After playing in Sanshan for a few days, Zhuo Yiyi was ready to go home, so Song Wei accompanied Zhuo Yiyi to dinner at noon today and also saw her off.

The two were roommates for four years in college, and they were the only girls in the entire grade in the archaeology major, so the relationship was naturally quite close.

The two stood at the taxi stop under the shade of a tree, and Song Wei said reluctantly, "Yiyi, are you really going to play for a few more days?"

Zhuo Yiyi said with a smile, "Little girl, could it be that you have taken a fancy to this young master and are reluctant to leave me?"

Song Wei gave Zhuo Yiyi an angry look and said, "Fuck you! There's no formality!"

Zhuo Yiyi laughed, and then said mischievously, "I suddenly thought of a very interesting question... You said that if we become lace... Then the boys in the archaeology department will be heartbroken!"

There are only two girls in the archaeology major in the entire grade, and dozens of the remaining are boys. If the only two girls "hold hands", it shows how failed the boys in the archaeology major are!

Song Wei couldn't help but burst into laughter and said, "What kind of mess are you thinking about all day long in your little head!"

"Just discuss it! Have you put it into practice..." Zhuo Yiyi said nonchalantly, "Let's declare it first! The sisters are pure women! Not interested in women!"

Song Wei almost burst out laughing when she heard the three words "pure girl". She covered her stomach and laughed while pointing at Zhuo Yiyi and said out of breath, "You weirdo. dude..."

Zhuo Yiyi blinked with big eyes and said, "Seriously, my sisters haven't solved their personal problems yet! If you have the resources of high-quality boys, be sure to introduce them to me!"

Song Wei pouted and said, "Then you are asking too much yourself! You Zhuo Damei are the goddess in the eyes of boys! Just hook your fingers, and the suitors will probably have a strong platoon!"

"It's like you're not a goddess..." Zhuo Yiyi muttered, "Who made the archaeology department flourish? They don't have to choose at all, do they?"

Song Wei pursed her lips and smiled, "It seems to make sense... The boys in our department are so miserable..."

The sun was shining at noon, and the road on the side of Jiefang Square seemed to be melting. The two stood in the shade of a tree and talked for a while, but there was never an empty taxi passing by.

But the two of them are not in a hurry. Zhuo Yiyi is on the plane in the evening. They are not in a hurry now, they just need to take a taxi to the hotel to pick up their luggage.

And the two girls always have endless things to say together, and the separation is imminent, so the two hope to chat for a while.

However, when Song Wei and Zhuo Yiyi were chatting, they didn't notice that on a motorcycle not far away, two young people wearing helmets were frequently looking here.

The motorcycle slowly drove towards the two people on the side of the road, but the two were not aware of the approaching danger.

When the motorcycle passed in front of the two of them, the person behind suddenly reached out and grabbed Song Wei's bag, and then the person driving in front turned the accelerator very tacitly, and the motorcycle suddenly accelerated and rushed out.

Song Wei didn't expect that there would be a speeding party grabbing the bag in broad daylight. She was also quite stunned. There was no defense at all between the electric light and flint. When the motorcycle was accelerating, she was also staggered by the bag.

Although Song Wei grabbed her bag subconsciously, she had no intention of calculating, coupled with the momentum of the motorcycle, she couldn't grab the biker at all, she felt that her bag had been taken away with a light hand.

At this time, Song Wei hadn't reacted yet, but Zhuo Yiyi's reaction was faster, she shouted "Robbery!"

Then Sayazi chased the motorcycle.

Song Wei came back to her senses and called out, "Yiyi, forget it..."

However, Zhuo Yiyi had already run several meters away at this time. As if she didn't hear Song Wei's words, she desperately chased after the motorcycle.

Song Wei didn't plan to chase, although she didn't expect that the law and order in Sanshan City was more chaotic than she imagined, but she was the daughter of the city committee secretary, after all, these two guys actually grabbed her head If you go up, you can't escape.

Song Qiming said, this little thief has nothing to hide.

But now Zhuo Yiyi has chased out, the other party is two strong men! Song Wei was worried that Zhuo Yiyi would suffer, so she didn't even have time to make a phone call, so she hurriedly chased after Zhuo Yiyi.

...

At the entrance of Shangri-La Hotel, Xia Ruofei and Song Rui, who were full of food and drink, had just stepped out of the hotel when they heard someone shouting "robbery" not far away.

Xia Ruofei turned his head and saw that a motorcycle was driving fast in their direction along the road on the south side of Jiefang Square, and the man sitting behind the motorcycle also turned his head to look back from time to time.

The man was clutching a handbag that was clearly a woman's style.

And behind the motorcycle, a girl in a T-shirt and jeans was running wildly.

"Fuck! What's the situation?" Song Rui couldn't help shouting.

The motorcycle is coming quickly, and it is about to arrive at the location of Xia Ruofei and Song Rui.

The motorcycle was driving in the opposite lane, with a guardrail in the middle.

For Xia Ruofei, it is not difficult to block directly, but the width of a road, he can fly over it with a single tap, but this is inevitably a bit shocking.

Xia Ruofei looked around to see that there was nothing in hand, so he called out, "Song Rui, take off your shoes!"

"Ah?" Song Rui was stunned for a moment, but didn't react for a while.

However, Xia Ruofei directly grabbed Song Rui's right leg and shook it lightly, and his shoes fell off his feet immediately under the skill.

Xia Ruofei didn't wait for the shoes to fall, and made a movement similar to a ball, turning Song Rui's shoes up to a height of about half a meter, then kicked sideways, and kicked his right foot firmly on Song Rui's shoes.

Volley shot!

I saw that the shoe flew out with a swipe, crossed a parabola, passed the guardrail in the middle of the road, and then fell rapidly.

Just as the motorcycle passed by, the shoe just flew here and hit the rider's helmet directly...