That''s song Bo, the old manager of the Jiang family who takes care of Jiang Ye City.


    "... young master, let''s go."


    Seeing that song Bo whispered something to Jiang Yecheng, he pushed the man who was still indifferent and without waves out of the ward.


    With the next room empty, Xiang Xing didn''t want to continue to see it.


    Silently, she climbed back to her rocking chair and sat in a daze.


    Speaking of it, she was in the sanatorium and was also looked after by Aunt Zhuang, the female manager of the Xiang family.


    It was only when Aunt Zhuang suddenly had to leave for a while because of some urgent things at noon that she would take a nap in the rocking chair alone.


    Thinking, the little guy couldn''t help but lift his eyes slightly and look at the light blue ceiling of the ward.


    Subconsciously, he glanced his eyes in the direction of the ward door.


    If you remember correctly, outside the sanatorium ward is an open-air corridor and small plank road.


    For other patients, this small plank road with the fragrance of birds and flowers can enable patients to fully photosynthesis with the sun and supplement calcium.


    But for her at the moment... It''s as terrible as a thousand swords wearing her body.


    However, it''s boring to stay alone and can''t go anywhere.


    If you are a little weak, you will be depressed sooner or later if you stay in the room all the time.


    Thinking of this, Xiang Xing blinked her soft eyes and had to go back to the sea of knowledge of the original owner''s little sister again to see how she spent her time these days.


    ……


    The good thing is that the world''s scientific and technological level is in a highly developed state.


    Although devices such as mobile phones, computers and televisions cannot be used for a long time for Xiang Xing because of their own micro radiation.


    However, the holographic technology level of this world, like that of a previous world, can be presented by loading brain waves through helmets.


    Therefore, she can use her sleep helmet to avoid radiation sources and surf the Internet.


    You won''t even lose sight of things because of vision problems!


    After thinking about it, the little guy''s soft eyes suddenly lit up, hurriedly jumped into the sleeping cabin at the other end of the ward and plunged into it.


    However, when she put on her sleep helmet and just logged into the holographic network system, Xiang Xing suddenly received an email.


    ——"Star, remember to attend the small meeting at 4 o''clock this afternoon ~"


    Looking at the post it note style, with the email content of the old man''s cute old man expression package pasted on it, the little guy couldn''t help covering his mouth and puffing a smile.


    Then he subconsciously looked at the eye system time.


    It''s not three o''clock yet. There will be a short time to leave.


    So Xiang Xing thought about it and decided to play online games to kill these hours.


    ……


    Although she is a bully, she is a little expert in playing games.


    Soon, Xiang Xing successfully boarded a holographic RPG online game often played by the original owner - "sword, time, magic".


    This game not only uses the classic routine of war pastoral, but also has a special occupation - time controller.


    The so-called time controller, as the name suggests, is the ability to control both the enemy and ourselves.


    By lengthening the enemy or reducing the duration of our skill CD, we can reverse the war situation. As long as we play badly, it is a bug level flop.