Shenhao: The Revenue From Playing Games Is Over 100 Million Yuan

"Um……"

Chen Zhijun snorted and replied softly.

Su Yang sighed, if it wasn't for the fact that he spent 20 million just now to buy the [Power of Bolt] from the system, allowing Bolt to possess himself for a short time, and spending another 5 million to buy a top-level power card , otherwise, with his current strength and speed, he might not be able to save Chen Zhijun.

"Stinky boy, tell your brother if you have anything. Doing these stupid things will only make things worse."

After Su Yang raised his eyes, Bian Que opened his eyes, and a line of characters appeared in front of him.

【Name: Chen Zhijun】

【Age: 17】

[It was detected that the gray matter density of the opponent's prefrontal cortex decreased, the dopamine secretion was significantly reduced, the probability of mild depression: 95%, the probability of severe depression: 5%]

[It is detected that the nerve cells of the opponent's legs are damaged, and the legs are unconscious and unable to move on their own. 】

[An abnormality in the back bone of the other party was detected, which may be caused by human factors. 】

[Detection of abnormal secretion of gastric juice of the other party, the possibility of cholecystitis is 99%...]

[It is 99% likely to detect that the other party has periodontitis...]

...

Seeing the system prompts that kept popping up in front of him, Su Yang was amazed at the accuracy of the system, while silently watching how much pain the 17-year-old boy suffered.

As far as the current system scan is concerned, there are ten symptoms in front of us, the most serious of which are the aforementioned depression and leg disability.

Chen Zhijun's face was bleak, and he sat on the bed blankly, as if he didn't want to do anything, and he didn't want to care about anyone.

"Stinky boy..."

Su Yang stepped forward, trying to interrupt the other party's random thoughts, but was stopped by Su Le.

Su Le said with a serious face: "Brother, you can't do this to depression...!"

Su Yang sighed, and when he wanted to defend himself, he heard Chen Zhijun finally speak.

"...Brother Su Yang, I'm almost free, why do you want to save me?"

Why save you?

Seeing Chen Zhijun's sincere expression, Su Yang couldn't answer for a while, touched his nose, and shrugged after thinking for a while:

"Why do you want to ask me... Actually, I don't know very well, maybe it's because I look at Aunt Chen and Uncle Six, wake up early every day and go to the dark, and feel a pity for your son?

Seeing them work hard for you and you give up on yourself, I honestly don't feel worth it for them! "

Su Le hurriedly tugged at Su Yang and didn't let him continue.

Chen Zhijun was silent for a while before he said, "Yes, Brother Su Yang, what you said is quite right."

"But because of this, I can't bear to see them continue to work so hard...

Maybe my departure can make my parents feel more relaxed...? "

Seeing Chen Zhijun with a grief-stricken look on his face, Su Yang became angry and stepped forward to point at Chen Zhijun.

Yes, unless you have experienced it yourself, you are never qualified to criticize others!

This young man has already carried too many things that should not be carried at his age.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the ward.

"Are you Chen Zhijun's family members or friends?"

Su Le raised his hand: "I am I am!"

"The attending doctor has asked you to come over."

After Su Le went out, only Chen Zhijun and Su Yang were left in the ward.

Chen Zhijun covered his face with his hands, his face full of despair.