I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

Fatty Ou only ate some vegetable and fruit salad tonight.

He euphemistically said that weight loss should start with diet control.

Then, he stayed on the sofa with an empty stomach until seven o'clock in the evening, howling self-encouragement words such as "I'm hungry," "I can't do it anymore," and "Persistence is victory."

Song Siyu advised him to take things 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 the study and let him go.

At 8:58, Song Siyu felt suspicious when he saw that Fatty Ou hadn't gone upstairs to take a shower yet.

Normally, a fat person can run for less than ten minutes, and then he has to scream in pain and stop eating.

This time, there was no movement for almost two hours, which was strange.

Song Siyu hurried downstairs to take a look, only to find Fatty Ou, who was wearing a vest and covered in sweat, lying face to face next to the elliptical machine.

She rushed over.

The fat man seemed to have just fainted. Sweat dripped down his vest to the ground, soaking the carpet and revealing his figure.

Song Siyu knows first aid and can also perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

But the fat on the fat man's body was too thick, and with her little strength, she was exhausted after turning him over and couldn't hold him down at all.

Song Siyu quickly called Uncle Long, who lived in the villa next door, and then called the emergency center of Jiangnan No. 1 Hospital, which Ou had long-term cooperation with.

Uncle Long arrived at the scene a minute later.

But within this minute, Ou Junlang's heartbeat and pulse became weaker and weaker, until they completely stopped. At the same time, 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 he ran and jumped three points faster.

His expression was extremely solemn.

There was no conspiracy or sneak attack or assassination in the whole incident. It was just a complete mess.

The fat man, who had not exercised for a long time, didn't know which muscle he had set up wrongly in his mind. He suddenly tried hard to exercise and tried to exercise. As a result, he suddenly exerted too much weight and his cardiopulmonary function could not keep up, causing cardiac arrest.

This has never happened in the past timeline.

Fatty always looks very cool and salty. Every time he talks about losing weight, it's actually just a matter of words.

Chen Feng felt that he had completely seen through the urinary nature of Fatty in numerous historical materials.

Therefore, he had never been worried about this. He had never considered this possibility at all and was completely unprepared.

But this time something unexpected happened.

Chen Feng knew the reason, and the root cause still lay with himself.

He triggered the backlash of time and space again.

Fatty people have suffered too many invisible blows these days.

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

He has been eager to escape from his father's shadow since he was a child and prove himself.

So when facing Chen Feng, the fat man rushed forward without hesitation and hugged the thigh decisively.

Little did he know that he had just left the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den.

The thighs were hugged, but the legs were too thick, and the shadow covered the sky.

This time it was better, he won more thoroughly without any struggle.

Fatty never gives up.

The more this happened, the more anxious he became.

Until the huge sense of gap exceeded the critical point of his mental endurance.

In short, the fat man's mentality is broken.

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

He decided to accept his fate as a thoroughbred and prepare to become a better stallion.

He wants to improve his cardiopulmonary function and his metabolism by strengthening exercise to improve his body quality.

The idea was wonderful, but he overcorrected, was not well prepared, did not let professionals guide the training, and fell into a life-threatening situation.

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

Playing with the nature of time is essentially playing with fire.

In addition, he also wants to control the unpredictable people's hearts, and he even plays with fire by standing next to the oil drum. If he is not careful, a piece of flesh will be chewed off by the time and space storm silently.

When he had the illusion that I could control everything, he was actually standing on the edge of a dangerous cliff without even realizing it.

Now, Chen Feng paid the price of inflation.

Chen Feng punched himself hard in the chest.

I'm a big bad guy!

Being called Master Chen, Teacher Chen, Mr. Chen, sages, and leaders all day long makes you really think that you are a god and you have omniscience and omnipotence.

I should have paid attention to Fatty's mental state earlier and shouldn't have hit him like that all the time.

It cannot be said that the fat man has a cowardly character and cannot withstand blows.

This was an unexpected surprise.

well.

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

Thank God.

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

After three broken ribs were resuscitated by Uncle Long using a pacemaker and two-hand compression, Fatty's heartbeat and consciousness gradually recovered.

Chen Feng's heart was shattered.

Only then did he feel the chill on his body, and it turned out that he was already dripping with cold sweat.

so close.

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

It would be even more unjust if the fat man really died like this.

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

He was reincarnated as an emperor in a good way, but his life turned into a comic tragedy.

If Fatty Quanxia had any knowledge, he would definitely die with his eyes open.

As one of the top luxury houses in Hanzhou City, Hanhua Spring's property security is very professional, with almost all-round surveillance in the community without blind spots.

Due to time constraints, Chen Feng was too lazy to inform the guard and decided to climb over the wall directly.

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

He jumped over the iron fence and the high wall with a light leap, then stepped on the ground, and in a flash, he went straight to the fat man's single-family villa.

The 24-hour manned surveillance system cannot even respond to automatic alarms, let alone the visual discrimination of the inspectors in the monitoring room.

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

"How's the situation?"

Chen Feng opened the floor-to-ceiling window of the gym on the first floor and hurried inside, asking.

The fat man, who was still lying on his back, had a face that was half white and half red, and beads of sweat were still pouring out from his forehead. He coughed dryly from time to time, but he tried hard to restrain the urge to cough, and he groaned.

Three broken ribs, no joke, it must be really painful.

Song Siyu sat next to him nervously and could only look at the fat man 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 and pour the water, was stunned and turned back, "Mr. Chen?"

"Well, it's me."

Uncle Long swallowed his saliva, "No...it shouldn't be a serious problem."

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

He is also very familiar with Chen Feng's position.

Now he was feeling dizzy again.

He must have traveled more than ten kilometers to come here. Song Siyu just called him a few minutes ago, why did he arrive already?

Even if a helicopter takes off from takeoff to landing, it’s not that fast!

When Ou Junlang heard Chen Feng's voice, his mind, which was slightly dazed due to the severe pain, became slightly clearer, "Master...Master, I'm fine."

Chen Feng came over and touched his pulse first, "It's okay, but you're a bit exaggerated when you say it's okay. Oh, I really... don't know how to say good things about you. If you want to lose weight, don't act like this. It’s a matter of planning.”

After saying that, he felt that the fat man had just escaped from death, so it was not a good idea to teach others a lesson.

"Forget it, you will gain wisdom after suffering, and you will improve your memory in the future. I would rather you stay fat like this. Didn't I tell you, you are fine just like this, there is no need to be too harsh on yourself."

The fat man'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 nodded angrily, saying that he understood, but it was difficult to explain without really understanding.

Unable to wait for a moment, Uncle Long held the water glass in his left hand and took a painkiller in his right hand for the fat man to take.

Painkillers are not ordinary goods. They were life-savers when Uncle Long was charging overseas. Even gunshot wounds could barely be suppressed, and the effect was outstanding.

Within a minute, the fat man stopped humming, but his mind was a little dazed, and he looked a bit like he was drunk.

There were still a few minutes before the ambulance arrived, and Ou Guohua was also rushing here from the Ou family mansion.

When the fat man's eyes gradually narrowed, he seemed to be asleep.

Chen Feng whispered to Song Siyu to turn around and keep a close eye on him to prevent him from committing suicide again.

Unexpectedly, Ou Junlang suddenly opened his eyes and cried loudly, "Master, I'm sorry! I'm really sorry for causing you trouble. Wife, I'm sorry for making you frightened. Uncle Long, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry... I'm sorry, I'm sorry... …”

Maybe he was really sad, or maybe the painkillers with some psychedelic effects defeated his psychological defenses, leaving his slightly collapsed state of mind unreservedly exposed.

Chen Feng sighed, "Alas..."

By this time, he knew where he was wrong.

It was his mistake to drag Fatty Ou onto the ship to save the world.

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

Several people are good at winning and each has his or her own merits.

Compared with these people, Ou Junlang, who was born into a wealthy family, looked more like a mediocre mortal.

It's not that Ou Junlang is really incompetent.

Fatty's talent is already very good, at least he can surpass 99.99% of people.

His spiritual quality can also surpass 99.99% of people.

But this is not enough, because the other five people in the salvation have a comprehensive quality that exceeds at least 99.9999%.

The difference is two decimal points. This difference seems subtle, but in fact it is a huge difference.

Although Ou Junlang is considered excellent, he is still not good enough to bear such a heavy responsibility as the savior.

He couldn't bear the psychological pressure, so that his judgment was unbalanced, and he was eager for success in losing weight, forgetting to take it step by step, and made a major mistake.

"You all should go out for a while, and I'll have a chat with him alone."

Now is not the time to let Song Siyu and Uncle Long know. If Fatty Ou continues to act like this, sooner or later he will leak it, so Chen Feng said calmly in an irresistible tone.

Uncle Long's lips trembled and he wanted to retort, but in the end he didn't say anything.

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

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

"Okay, I know you have a grievance. I asked them both to leave, so you can vent. But don't move too much, lest your ribs become misaligned and poke your lungs."

Fatty Ou was startled at first, and quickly restrained his breathing, only whining non-stop.

After nearly half a minute, he whispered in a low voice: "Master, I am so unwilling. I also want to help you and want to do something, but I can't do anything well. Why am I like this?" waste."

I also want to thank Laoyouzi for the timely reward. The extra update will probably come out in two days. Thank you!