I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 412: The price of inflation

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O fat man only had some vegetable and fruit salad tonight.

He euphemistically said that losing weight starts with controlling your diet.

He then hummed on the couch with an empty stomach until seven in the evening, shouting self-encouraging words like "hungry", "can't do it" and "perseverance is victory".

Song Siyu persuaded him to proceed step by step, but he refused to listen.

He also told Song Siyu that he was going to exercise and went downstairs to the gym.

Song Siyu had no choice but to continue studying Chen Feng's quantum programming algorithm in his study, leaving him alone.

At 8:58, Song Siyu was puzzled when he saw that Fatty Ou had not gone upstairs to take a bath.

Usually a fat man can run for less than ten minutes, and then he has to cry and take a break.

It's strange that there is no movement for almost two hours this time.

Song Siyu hurried downstairs to have a look, only to find Fatty Ou, who was wearing a vest and sweaty, collapsed beside the elliptical machine.

She hurried over.

The fat man seemed to have fainted not long ago, and the sweat dripped down his vest to the ground, soaking the carpet out of the figure.

Song Siyu understands first aid and knows cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

However, the fat on Fatty's body is too thick. With that little strength, she was already exhausted after turning the person over, and she couldn't hold it at all.

Song Siyu hurriedly called Uncle Long who lived in the villa next door, and then called the emergency center of Jiangnan First Hospital, which Ou's long-term cooperation.

Uncle Long arrived at the scene a minute later.

But within this minute, Ou Junlang's heartbeat and pulse became weaker and weaker, until when it completely stopped, Uncle Long finally rushed over and began emergency rescue.

After asking about the situation and hanging up the phone, Chen Feng's hands were freed, and the speed of running and jumping was increased by three points.

His expression was extremely solemn.

There was no conspiracy or sneak attack in the whole incident, it was a complete mess.

The fat man who hasn't exercised for a long time doesn't know which muscle is in the wrong mind. He suddenly tried hard to exercise his body, but suddenly the amount was too large, and his heart and lung function could not keep up, causing cardiac arrest.

This has never happened in the past timeline.

Fatty is always in a very drawn and salted state. Every time he talks about losing weight, he is actually hilarious.

Chen Feng felt that he had completely seen Fatty's urine through numerous historical materials.

So he never worried about it, never considered this possibility at all, and was completely unprepared.

But this time there was an accident.

Chen Feng knew the reason, but the root cause was still in him.

He triggered the backlash of time and space again.

There are too many invisible blows to Fatty these days.

The gap between reality and ideal has been impacting Fatty's mind.

From a young age, he has longed to step out of his father's shadow and prove himself.

That's why when he faced Chen Feng, Fatty jumped up without hesitation and hugged this thigh decisively.

I don't know, this is just out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's den.

The thighs are hugged, but the legs are too thick and the shadows cover the sky.

It's good now, he won more thoroughly without struggling.

The fat man was never reconciled.

The more this happened, the more anxious he became.

Until the huge sense of gap overwhelms the critical point of his psychological endurance.

In short, Fatty's mentality is broken.

But his collapse was not about being decadent, but a decision to face reality and work hard.

He decides to accept his fate as a thoroughbred and prepares to be a better stallion.

He wants to improve the quality of the static child by strengthening his exercise to improve his cardiopulmonary function and his metabolism.

The idea was great, but he overkilled and wasn't prepared enough. He didn't let professionals guide the training, and he fell into a life-threatening situation.

Chen Feng looked calm on the surface, but he was both nervous and remorseful.

The essence of playing with time is playing with fire.

In addition, he also wants to control the unpredictable people's hearts, and he is standing beside the oil drum playing with fire. If one is not careful, a piece of flesh will be gnawed on his body by the time and space storm.

When he had the illusion that I was in control, he was already standing on the edge of a dangerous precipice without knowing it.

Now, Chen Feng has paid the price of inflation.

Chen Feng punched himself in the chest.

I'm a jerk!

Being called Master Chen, Teacher Chen, President Chen, sages, and leaders all day long, I really think I'm a god, and I can be omniscient and omnipotent.

I should have paid more attention to Fatty's mental state earlier and shouldn't have been hitting him like that.

It can't be said that Fatty is cowardly and can't stand the blow.

It was a unavoidable accident.

Alas.

Chen Feng sighed secretly, then gritted his teeth and continued to run forward.

Thank goodness.

When Chen Feng was about to arrive at Hanhuazhichun Villa, Song Siyu called again and told him good news.

After being resuscitated by Uncle Long with a pacemaker and two hands, the fat man's heartbeat and consciousness gradually recovered.

Chen Feng's heart fell to the ground.

It was only when he felt the swish coolness on his body that he was already dripping with cold sweat.

It's dangerous.

Although this time-space backlash is not as thrilling as when Zhong Lei was in a car accident before, it is not at all dangerous.

It would be even worse if Fatty really died.

God knows how the history books will be written a thousand years from now.

A good reincarnation as an emperor, but abruptly living a life becomes a hilarious tragedy.

If Fatty Izumi knew about it, he would definitely die.

As the top luxury house in Hanzhou, Hanhua Spring's property security is very professional, and the monitoring in the community is almost all-round without dead ends.

The time was tight, and Chen Feng didn't bother to call the doorman to inform him, so he decided to jump over the wall and enter directly.

Security measures that can prevent 99% of the world's thieves are useless in front of Chen Feng.

With a light leap, he crossed the iron fence and the high wall, then stepped on the ground, and with a flash, he went straight to Fatty's single-family villa.

The 24-hour manned surveillance cannot even respond to automatic alarms, let alone the naked eyes of the surveillance room inspectors.

From receiving the call to arriving at the scene, Chen Feng took two copies and thirty-seven seconds.

"How's it going?"

Chen Feng opened the floor-to-ceiling windows of the gym on the first floor, walked in hastily, and asked.

The fat man who was still lying on his back was half-white and half-red, and his forehead was still dripping with fine sweat. He coughed dryly from time to time, but he tried his best to restrain the urge to cough, and hummed in his mouth.

Three broken ribs, no joke, it must hurt.

Song Siyu sat nervously beside him, and could only look at Fatty with worried eyes.

She herself is pregnant now and doesn't dare to take any more risks.

Uncle Long, who was about to turn around to pour water, was stunned for a moment, then turned his head sharply, "Mr. Chen?"

"Well, it's me."

Uncle Long swallowed, "No...it should be fine."

As a professional bodyguard, Uncle Long is familiar with the terrain of the entire Hanzhou City.

He is also familiar with Chen Feng's position.

Now he's dizzy again.

He must have traveled more than ten kilometers away. Song Siyu just called him for a few minutes, why did he arrive?

Even if the helicopter goes from take-off to landing, it's not that fast!

Ou Junlang heard Chen Feng's voice, his brain slightly dizzy due to the severe pain a little bit clearer, "Master... Master, I'm fine."

Chen Feng came over, first probed his hand and pinched his pulse, "It's alright, but it's a bit too much to say you're fine. Alas, really... I don't know how to say how good you are. If you want to lose weight, don't be so messy. Come on, have a plan."

After he finished speaking, he felt that Fatty had just escaped from the dead, and it was not good to teach people a lesson.

"Forget it, eat a bite to gain wisdom, and improve your memory in the future. I'd rather you be so fat. Didn't I tell you, you're fine just like that, there's no need to be too harsh on yourself. "

Fatty's situation is more complicated, and Chen Feng doesn't know how to comfort him, so he can only say a few words.

Ou Junlang hummed angrily, indicating that he understood, but it was difficult to explain if he didn't really understand.

Without waiting for a moment, Uncle Long held a water glass in his left hand and a painkiller in his right hand for Fatty to take.

Painkillers are not ordinary things, they are the life-savers of Uncle Long when he was charging overseas. Even the gunshot wound can barely suppress a town, and the effect is outstanding.

After a minute, the fat man stopped groaning, but his mind was slightly drowsy, and he looked a little drunk.

There are still a few minutes before the ambulance arrives, and Ou Guohua is also rushing here from the Ou family mansion.

Waiting for the fat man's eyes to gradually close, he seemed to be asleep.

Chen Feng whispered and instructed Song Siyu to turn his head and keep an eye on him, lest he kill him again.

Unexpectedly, Ou Junlang suddenly opened his eyes and burst into tears, "Master, I'm sorry! I'm really sorry for causing you trouble. My daughter-in-law, I'm sorry for making you scared. Uncle Long, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry... I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ...I..."

Maybe he was really sad, or maybe the painkiller with a little psychedelic effect broke his psychological defense and exposed his slightly broken state of mind.

Chen Feng sighed, "Alas..."

By this time, he knew where he was wrong.

It was his mistake to pull Fatty Ou on the ship of salvation.

Among the six people who saved the world, Zhong Lei, Lu Wei, Ryan, and Meng Xiaozhou were not ordinary people. They all possessed strong will attributes and amazing talents.

Several people are good at winning, and each has its own merits.

Compared with these few people, Ou Junlang, who was born in a wealthy family, is more like a mediocre mortal.

It's not that Ou Junlang is really incompetent.

The talent of the fat man is already very good, at least he can surpass 99.99% of the people.

His spiritual quality can also surpass 99.99% of people.

But it's not enough, because the other five people in the world have at least 99.9999% comprehensive literacy.

The difference between the decimal points is two points.

Although Ou Junlang is considered excellent, he is still not enough to take on such a heavy responsibility as a savior.

He couldn't bear the psychological burden, so that his judgment was out of balance, and he was in a hurry when it came to losing weight~IndoMTL.com~ Forgot to take it step by step and made a major mistake.

"You all go out first, I'll talk to him alone."

Now is not the time to let Song Siyu and Uncle Long know, let Fatty Ou continue to play like this, sooner or later he has to leak his mouth, Chen Feng said calmly in an irreversible tone.

Uncle Long's lips trembled, wanting to refute, but he didn't say anything after all.

Song Siyu was a little worried, but with Chen Feng watching, nothing would happen.

After the two left, Chen Feng sat on the ground.

"Okay, I know you have grievances, they were both called away by me, you can vent. But don't move too much, so as not to poke your lungs from the dislocation of your ribs."

Ou Fatty was taken aback at first, and quickly restrained the range of his breathing, just whimpering non-stop.

Nearly half a minute later, he said in a low voice, "Master, I'm so unwilling. I also want to help you, I want to do something, but I can't do anything well. Why am I so rubbish."