Mistaking a horror game for a romance novel, he unexpectedly became a legend.

The other contestants were all guessing how Wang Yan had cleared the level.

Wang Donglai: "Did he guess who killed Zhou Yuyan?"

"That can't be right. He's a complete newbie and hasn't had much contact with the main characters. How could he have guessed that?"

No one dared to guess, and they could only wait until midnight.

The expert that Song Yi had previously found to perform surgery on Zhou Yuyan's child started the surgery at 5 PM. After five agonizing hours, the operating room lights finally went out, and the baby was wheeled out.

When Zhou Yuyan heard the doctor say that the surgery went smoothly, she burst into tears of joy, for her son was finally cured.

"Thank you, doctor, thank you, doctor."

To monitor Xiao Bao's condition, she would be placed in the intensive care unit for 24 hours after the surgery. Zhou Yuyan stayed with her for a day. Because she was worried that Xiao Bao hadn't eaten much, Song Yi bought her some porridge.

Zhou Yuyan sat outside the ICU staring blankly at Xiaobao when Song Yi opened the porridge and placed it in front of her.

The steaming seafood porridge exudes a rich aroma.

Zhou Yuyan was momentarily dazed.

Song Yi said, "Have something to eat."

Song Yi said to himself, "I know you're worried about Xiao Bao, but your health is also very important. You need to take good care of yourself. You'll have to take care of Xiao Bao after he's born."

Zhou Yuyan couldn't tell if the warmth in her eyes was from the steam of the porridge or from somewhere else. She took the spoon from Song Yi and ate a big mouthful of porridge.

Once the porridge entered her stomach, Zhou Yuyan realized that she seemed to have been hungry for a very long time, as if she hadn't eaten anything for a very, very long time.

Zhou Yuyan ate half a bowl and couldn't eat anymore. She wiped her mouth and said, "Wang Fei, let's go shopping."

"what?"

Song Yi looked outside; it was already dark. "Now?"

Zhou Yuyan nodded slowly, her voice soft: "I want a red dress."

Song Yi looked at the baby in the intensive care unit. Now that the baby was being taken care of by someone, and there was a shopping mall nearby, it would be good to go shopping and relax.

Zhou Yuyan was a little nervous, as this was the first time she had asked someone to go shopping with her.

When she got married for the first time, she didn't know that Wang Haiming was a pervert. She went shopping and bought a dress she liked. On her way home, she met Wang Haiming. Her neighbor complimented her on the dress. When she got home, Wang Haiming cut the dress into pieces and burned her with cigarette butts.

From then on, she never dared to go shopping again; she would wear whatever Wang Haiming gave her.

She later married Wang Fei, who, needless to say, spent all his money on drinking and gambling, and Xiao Bao's clothes were all given to her by neighbors.

Zhou Yuyan was afraid that Song Yi would refuse, but Song Yi touched her head, the warm touch on her head felt like the sun shining on it.

While Zhou Yuyan was in a daze, Song Yi took her hand and said, "Let's buy the most expensive clothes and fill the wardrobe."

Zhou Yuyan looked at Song Yi and slowly smiled.

Song Yi took Zhou Yuyan to the shopping mall closest to the hospital.

At this point, the number of viewers in live stream room number seven had doubled.

"At a time like this, he's still out shopping with Zhou Yuyan. Doesn't Song Yi care about his own life or death at all?"

"It's no use him trying; he used all his points to buy money and didn't even buy himself a single blood pack."

"The points earned from redeeming gifts in the game can only be used after the game ends, so there's really nothing he can do."

"Hey bro, can you be a little more careful? Wang Haiming isn't as weak as he was tonight. Even if you know boxing and kickboxing, you might not be able to beat him."

The mall closed late, so Song Yi took Zhou Yuyan to a shop. Zhou Yuyan was very reserved in such a place and didn't even dare to look up at people.

Song Yi recalled a scene from a Korean drama where a chaebol buys clothes, and picked out a few unattractive styles to throw to the sales assistant.

The waiter took the items: "Sir, would you like these?"

Song Yi said, "I want everything except these few."

Waiter #1: Holy crap!

Waiter #2: Damn it!

Waiter #3: Dad!