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After accepting the quest, Xu Yao was not in a hurry to complete it. Instead, she logged out of the game.

The moment he logged out of the game, he felt a brief dizziness. When he opened his eyes again, he was already on the snow-white ceiling of the hospital.

"Was it just a dream?"

Xu Yao lay on the bed. Everything that had happened just now was too real. However, when she returned to reality, the feeling in her heart was quickly washed away. Xu Yao only treated it as a dream. After all, with the current level of human technology, it was impossible to throw a person into the virtual world. Moreover, all five senses in the virtual world were very real, almost the same as in the real world.

It was simply impossible. It could be said to be impossible.

Xu Yao was almost certain that this was a dream!

There were two people standing outside the ward. One was Xu Yao's husband, Xu Wenjun, and the other was Xu Yao's daughter, Xu Xin.

Xu Wenjun was the successor of the famous Xu Financial Group in Asia. Not only was she rich, but she was also a singer in the music industry. Although she could not reach Xu Yao's level, she had a certain amount of influence in Hong Kong, Macau, and Taiwan.

It could be said that Xu Yao and Xu Wenjun were very compatible. If the influence of the two of them were to be combined, it would be enough to influence half of Asia!

Their daughter, Xu Xin, was only seventeen years old, but she was already beautiful. At the beginning of the year, she had already been admitted to the Eagle Country's Cambridge University. She could be said to be a beautiful and talented student.

In the outside world, countless people were trying their best to send their own kid to the Xu family.

However, this was just wishful thinking.

Not to mention that Xu Xin's heart had not been awakened yet, even if she had been awakened, with Xu Wenjun's strength, she would have made those pursuers suffer.

At this moment, the two of them were standing outside the ICU. When they saw that Xu Yao had woken up, joy flashed across their eyes.

Then, under the stunned gazes of the two of them, Xu Yao, who had been lying quietly on the bed in the intensive care unit for a long time, pulled out the needle in her hand and walked down from the bed.

"Are you crazy?" Xu Wenjun pushed open the door and rushed in.

Then, he forcefully pushed Xu Yao back onto the bed. His face was filled with anger and confusion.

Xu Yao was already in the late stage of stomach cancer, and the focus of the disease covered her entire body. The doctor said that she had at most a month to live. Even with the most advanced medical conditions in the world, it could only help Xu Yao reduce some pain. It could be said that there was nothing they could do to extend Xu Yao's life.

Although Xu Wenjun had never experienced the late stage of stomach cancer, he knew what it felt like.

In the half a year he had been accompanying her, he had seen Xu Yao curled up on the bed in pain countless times. She was so uncomfortable that she could hardly breathe.

What kind of pain was this!

The two of them walked hand in hand through life. Xu Wenjun loved Xu Yao very much.

Therefore, when he saw his wife's irrational behavior, his first reaction was anger. He was angry that Xu Yao did not care about his life.

After getting angry, Xu Wenjun immediately regretted it. He stood beside Xu Yao and kept comforting and apologizing.

At this moment, not only Xu Xin, but a few doctors also walked in.

Xu Yao looked at the large group of people surrounding her. There were some things that she did not know if she should say. She had only discovered it not long ago. If she did not say it, she would not be able to explain the scene in front of her. If she said it, she felt that others would not believe it.

Xu Yao, who had been tormented by stomach cancer for a long time, knew how it felt. Even in a normal state, she would feel chest tightness, short of breath, and weak all over, let alone during the attack period.

Not long ago, after she recovered from the incident that she had labeled as a dream, Xu Yao realized that her body seemed to have returned to normal. Not to mention her illness, even her body's condition made Xu Yao feel as if she had returned to twenty years ago when she was young.

All in all, he was now full of strength and was very hungry. He could eat three big bowls of rice.

"Is it the last moment?"

Xu Xin stood at the side and looked at Xu Yao's radiant and ruddy face. Suddenly, she thought of something and lost control of her emotions. Tears fell from her eyes.

"Yaoyao, don't scare me!”

When he heard the words " last breath," Xu Wenjun panicked. The old man collapsed.

"Aiya!"

Xu Yao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Her expression was extremely relaxed as she said helplessly,""What last breath? I feel like my illness has recovered!”

Hearing this, the entire ward fell silent for half a second.

Even a few American doctors who were chatting at the side collectively turned their gazes over.

Advanced gastric cancer was incurable with the current medical technology.

She actually said that she had recovered. Was she joking?

"What, do you think I'm not serious? Then I'll go for a checkup!"

Xu Yao said seriously.

"Yaoyao, wait a moment!“

Xu Wenjun pulled a few American doctors into the conversation and communicated with them in fluent English for a while. Finally, she agreed to let Xu Yao do the examination.

An hour later, the results were out!

Everyone, including the American doctor and the Xu father and daughter, was stunned when they saw the report!

……

Somewhere in China, Zhang Li, who was observing this scene from God's perspective, finally smiled.""This is just the beginning!"

Zhang Li opened the system management group and said,

"@ All members, good job, continue to work hard!”

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I'm begging for data support. The last one today will be updated tomorrow!

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