Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

Zhou Wanyi covered her mouth with her hand, tears streaming down her face, sobbing so hard that she didn't want the people in the room to hear.

“Those antidepressants hurt his stomach, so we stopped giving them to him after the last time. Nothing had happened these past few days, sob sob... I thought he was getting much better, how could this happen? How could it get worse?”

Si Yucheng's eyes were red as he said anxiously, "But my son has been perfectly normal these past few days. He can go downstairs to eat by himself and eats three meals a day on time."

He finished the porridge I made for him this morning, but he only started acting like this after drinking some milk tea just now. Dr. Chen, is it possible that the diagnosis was wrong? Should we take another look?

Dr. Chen carefully considered his words before speaking: "If all else fails, take him to the hospital for a full check-up. My diagnosis is that his stomach problems and depression have worsened."

Looking at the group, he finally spoke the truth:

“If things continue like this, Si Ningyu may not be able to last a year. Even if he can withstand the depression, his body will reach its limit.”

"Waaaaah... My little Yu..."

Zhou Wanyi could no longer hold back her tears and almost fell over because her legs went weak. Si Yucheng and Si Youning supported her on either side.

Si Youning gritted his teeth and slapped himself twice.

"It's all my fault. I didn't take good care of my brother."

Dr. Chen pulled him aside, sighed, and said:

"Don't be like that, it's not your fault. Even without that milk tea, it might have happened the next time he vomited. In his condition... sigh."

Depression is one of the most difficult diseases to cure, and ironically, emotions have the greatest impact on the stomach.

[Your Highness, something seems off. Where exactly did things go wrong? This family seems quite concerned about the Immortal Lord.]

This time, the 250 CPU really overheated. What exactly happened?

Chi Xing lay in bed, repeatedly recalling past events in his mind, trying to find the reason from Si Ningyu's memories.

My gaze suddenly fell on the oil painting in front of the French windows; it was the same painting I had seen before.

The sky was a gloomy gray-blue, with a red sun hanging in the distance. The grass inside was twisted and deformed; last time I saw it, I thought it was a river.

As I recall, Ayu spent the entire afternoon painting, but she didn't touch a single stroke of the oil painting.

A heartbreaking truth was revealed, and he closed his eyes, trying to calm himself down.

He took it too seriously; he was prejudiced and assumed that the protagonist of the original world was a bad guy.

No, that might not be the original world.

Akahoshi should have been suspicious the first time he looked in the mirror. Ayu was very thin, so thin that her chin was pointed, and the dark circles under her eyes were not something a healthy person should have.

She thought it was the parents in this world who were abusing her, and Akahoshi trusted Ayu completely.

But what if Ayu's own memories are all jumbled up?

After arriving here, the system malfunctioned, and none of them knew the plot of this world. Chi Xing then learned about this world through Si Ningyu's memories.

His gaze lingered on various parts of the room, his mind repeatedly replaying the various memories he had gained from Ayu since arriving here.

For the first time, Akahoshi felt frustrated.

If he weren't so confident, if he could think things through carefully, he would be able to find the problem.

Just now, 250 heard Si Yucheng say that he makes breakfast every morning, and all those delicious millet porridges are made by him.

In other words, as long as Ayu doesn't know that he made it, she can eat it; this is psychological rejection.

When a normal person psychologically rejects a certain food, their first reaction should be not to eat it, rather than laughing as they finish eating it and then vomiting it all up in their room.

The doctor said he had been inducing vomiting for a long time, so Ayu often went downstairs to eat with them, and would vomit after eating.

Chixing mobilized his divine power to try to treat the body's ailment, but the effect was minimal, although the stomach pain was at least somewhat relieved.

Half asleep, Akahoshi closed her eyes.

The memo repeatedly emphasized, "[Take good care of your health, and get some sunshine more often.]"

The first thing Si Ningyu did upon waking was to check his memo. After falling asleep, he had a dream.

In his dream, his alternate personality helped him refuse the food prepared by his wicked stepfather and also confronted his wicked younger brother.

"The alternate personality is really amazing. I wish he could stay forever," Si Ningyu thought.

The time in the notes on her phone was last night. Si Ningyu was momentarily dazed and forgot what day it was today.

Can I go to school tomorrow?

Is it tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow?

Si Ningyu's brows furrowed slightly as she opened her phone to check the calendar. Comparing the calendar entries she had circled, she confirmed that it was today to go to school.

After carefully reading the message from the alternate personality, I learned that his name was Akahoshi, and in my dream, he really was as bright as a star.

The stars said that we should eat on time and go out for a walk to bask in the sun.

With a press of the remote control, the curtains of the French windows opened completely, and sunlight streamed through the glass, shining on the dragon plush toy on the inside of the bed.

The light blue dragon-shaped doll was very long, even longer than him, and it looked especially cozy lying on the soft bed.

Si Ningyu hesitated for a moment, then, confirming that this was a gift from her alternate personality, slowly reached out and pulled the dragon over to hug it.

It's like embracing your own star. If stars really existed, would they be this warm?

Si Ningyu felt a little sad, but only a little.

Having come into this world alone, Si Ningyu felt helpless many times; he simply couldn't integrate into it.

Perhaps his fate will be the same as the original owner's, falling to his death a year later.

He didn't see a spirit standing by the bed. Chi Xing saw Si Ningyu hugging the dragon doll, a tear dripping down her cheek onto the doll.

Chixing felt so sorry for her that he wished he were that doll. He was a little annoyed that he hadn't found a suitable identity to stay by Ayu's side.

250 was so anxious that he went straight back to the system bureau.

Si Ningyu was wearing white pajamas. After washing up, she was surprised to find many new things in the walk-in closet, including a black hairband, a color her naughty younger brother had never bought before.

"That must have been bought by Xingxing," Si Ningyu thought, awkwardly tying her hair back in front of the mirror.

Show yourself a genuine smile in the mirror.

As Akahoshi stood beside him, he finally understood how fake Ayu's smile was when she faced those people.

The smile in the mirror is beautiful; it would be better if the person wasn't so thin.

There was still a breakfast set on the desk, as always: a bowl of millet porridge, a few steamed buns, and a boiled egg.

Si Ningyu finished his meal carefully, and when he took a bite of porridge, Chi Xing saw his eyes light up.

After breakfast, Si Ningyu stared blankly at the memo on her phone for a few minutes before turning around and going to the dressing room to change her clothes.

She wore a white shirt and light-colored jeans, and a silver necklace around her neck.

Akahoshi discovered that the rubber band she bought yesterday was missing, as was the brooch.

Si Ningyu picked up the gemstone pendant, looked at it, and then carefully placed it on the display shelf.

He carried a small bag downstairs, with Akahoshi following closely behind.