The Target Always Thinks That I Like Him! Chapter 18

Translator: Vivi from dummytranslations
Editor: Mimi 
Target Chapter 18
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Xiang Han no longer believes them, he had been tricked by their words too many times. But in the end, there was no other way. Big A suggested, [Since there's nothing happening on the other side now, do you want to come back and see for yourself?]

Xiang Han had already had the intention of doing so and slyly asked, [There won't be a problem?]

[Rest a.s.sured, you are not the first tester. Our technology has been improved many times and it's already very advanced.]

[Then...okay.] Xiang Han's decision to return was mainly due to having been in the game for more than a year. He missed his father's loud voice.

The Big A voice suddenly became serious and ordered: "009, retrieve the host consciousness."

[Understood.]

The system's response was mechanical and a powerful suction force followed. Everything was dark before Xiang Han eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he felt slimy all over and had some difficulty breathing.

Small B rushed forward and quickly lifted him from the liquid tank. Big A watched the apparatus. After seeing no problems, he turned to look at Xiang Han and asked, “How do you feel? Is there any discomfort?”

He wiped the sticky liquid off his face and shook his head vigorously.

Big A sighed with relief and quickly let him connect to the star network. “In the game, you were there for more than a year, but in reality, it only lasted a bit more than one hour. This is the real time displayed by the Federation.”

Xiang Han nodded. "I want to talk to my dad."

Big A was a little embarra.s.sed, "Can you finish it up in a minute?"

Staying for a few more minutes meant ten days to half a month would pa.s.s in the game world. Xiang Han reluctantly agreed.

When Lu Ze entered the bedroom, he saw that Xiang Han was still asleep and amus.e.m.e.nt filled his eyes. Leaning over, he kissed the other person's nose and called lovingly, "Still sleeping? Wake up, it's time for breakfast."

Xiang Han laid on the bed with no reaction. The smile on Lu Ze's face gradually stiffened and quickly turned into panic.

"Xiang Han? Xiao Han? Baby..." Lu Ze patted his face, his voice trembling, unable to conceal his anxiety

Xiang Han still did not respond, even his breathing was very weak. Lu Ze flew into a panic, picked Xiang Han up, and drove to the hospital.

Even after Xiang Han was sent to the emergency room, Lu Ze's hand continued to tremble slightly and he couldn't stand still. When a pa.s.sing nurse saw his terrible expression, she could not help but ask, "Sir, are you okay?"

Lu Ze shook his head in disbelief and silently sat down.

The doctor was unable to detect the cause of the sudden coma. He suggested that Xiang Han be transferred to the intensive care unit for observation. When Lu Ze heard the news, his vision went dark and he nearly fainted.

Ten days later, Xiang Han suddenly woke up, without warning, just like when he went into a coma.

Lu Ze was helping him wipe his face at the time. When he saw him suddenly open his eyes, he thought that it was because he wiped too hard and he quickly helped him shut them again.

Xiang Han opened his eyes one more time and asked, somewhat depressedly, "What are you doing?"

Only afterwards did he notice Lu Ze's haggard appearance, the stubble that had not been shaved off for a few days. Xiang Han was startled, finally stuttering out, "What happened to you?"

The towel in Lu Ze's hand fell. When he finally came back to his senses, he turned and left without a word, his steps clearly unstable.

Before Xiang Han could understand what was happening, the other person came back followed by several people in white coats. They surrounded him and after tossing him about for a long time, they came to a conclusion: Apart from some stomach problems, everything else was normal.

Lu Ze was dissatisfied with the diagnosis, "Ten days of being unconscious for no rhyme or reason, you call this normal?"

"Mr. Lu, we really are unable to find out the reason. You could try going to other hospitals to check?" The doctor also found this puzzling.

Xiang Han finally understood what was going on. He pulled on Lu Ze's sleeves and said guiltily, "Sorry, but I'm really fine."

Lu Ze finally calmed down, but he still couldn't completely relax. After leaving the hospital, he took Xiang Han to various top hospitals both locally and abroad. However, nothing was detected. Xiang Han became more and more guilty but facing Lu Ze's fearful expression, he could not refuse.

[Little nine, nowadays, I really can't bear to part with the target.]

System: [...] It had already heard this more than once.

Lu Ze had probably developed a psychological shadow from this incident. Since the hospital could not find out the cause of the disease, he came to his own conclusion and finally arrived at the answer that he had been working Xiang Han too hard during this period. Therefore, they had a solemn discussion. "In the future, don't go to the Fine Arts Department anymore. Why don't you just sleep in my office and play games? If you feel bored, we can travel together. Also, weren't you interested in calligraphy before? How about I find a teacher for you?"

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Xiang Han no longer believes them, he had been tricked by their words too many times. But in the end, there was no other way. Big A suggested, [Since there's nothing happening on the other side now, do you want to come back and see for yourself?]

Xiang Han had already had the intention of doing so and slyly asked, [There won't be a problem?]

[Rest a.s.sured, you are not the first tester. Our technology has been improved many times and it's already very advanced.]

[Then...okay.] Xiang Han's decision to return was mainly due to having been in the game for more than a year. He missed his father's loud voice.

The Big A voice suddenly became serious and ordered: "009, retrieve the host consciousness."

[Understood.]

The system's response was mechanical and a powerful suction force followed. Everything was dark before Xiang Han eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he felt slimy all over and had some difficulty breathing.

Small B rushed forward and quickly lifted him from the liquid tank. Big A watched the apparatus. After seeing no problems, he turned to look at Xiang Han and asked, “How do you feel? Is there any discomfort?”

He wiped the sticky liquid off his face and shook his head vigorously.

Big A sighed with relief and quickly let him connect to the star network. “In the game, you were there for more than a year, but in reality, it only lasted a bit more than one hour. This is the real time displayed by the Federation.”

Xiang Han nodded. "I want to talk to my dad."

Big A was a little embarra.s.sed, "Can you finish it up in a minute?"

Staying for a few more minutes meant ten days to half a month would pa.s.s in the game world. Xiang Han reluctantly agreed.

When Lu Ze entered the bedroom, he saw that Xiang Han was still asleep and amus.e.m.e.nt filled his eyes. Leaning over, he kissed the other person's nose and called lovingly, "Still sleeping? Wake up, it's time for breakfast."

Xiang Han laid on the bed with no reaction. The smile on Lu Ze's face gradually stiffened and quickly turned into panic.

"Xiang Han? Xiao Han? Baby..." Lu Ze patted his face, his voice trembling, unable to conceal his anxiety

Xiang Han still did not respond, even his breathing was very weak. Lu Ze flew into a panic, picked Xiang Han up, and drove to the hospital.

Even after Xiang Han was sent to the emergency room, Lu Ze's hand continued to tremble slightly and he couldn't stand still. When a pa.s.sing nurse saw his terrible expression, she could not help but ask, "Sir, are you okay?"

Lu Ze shook his head in disbelief and silently sat down.

The doctor was unable to detect the cause of the sudden coma. He suggested that Xiang Han be transferred to the intensive care unit for observation. When Lu Ze heard the news, his vision went dark and he nearly fainted.

Ten days later, Xiang Han suddenly woke up, without warning, just like when he went into a coma.

Lu Ze was helping him wipe his face at the time. When he saw him suddenly open his eyes, he thought that it was because he wiped too hard and he quickly helped him shut them again.

Xiang Han opened his eyes one more time and asked, somewhat depressedly, "What are you doing?"

Only afterwards did he notice Lu Ze's haggard appearance, the stubble that had not been shaved off for a few days. Xiang Han was startled, finally stuttering out, "What happened to you?"

The towel in Lu Ze's hand fell. When he finally came back to his senses, he turned and left without a word, his steps clearly unstable.

Before Xiang Han could understand what was happening, the other person came back followed by several people in white coats. They surrounded him and after tossing him about for a long time, they came to a conclusion: Apart from some stomach problems, everything else was normal.

Lu Ze was dissatisfied with the diagnosis, "Ten days of being unconscious for no rhyme or reason, you call this normal?"

"Mr. Lu, we really are unable to find out the reason. You could try going to other hospitals to check?" The doctor also found this puzzling.

Xiang Han finally understood what was going on. He pulled on Lu Ze's sleeves and said guiltily, "Sorry, but I'm really fine."

Lu Ze finally calmed down, but he still couldn't completely relax. After leaving the hospital, he took Xiang Han to various top hospitals both locally and abroad. However, nothing was detected. Xiang Han became more and more guilty but facing Lu Ze's fearful expression, he could not refuse.

[Little nine, nowadays, I really can't bear to part with the target.]

System: [...] It had already heard this more than once.

Lu Ze had probably developed a psychological shadow from this incident. Since the hospital could not find out the cause of the disease, he came to his own conclusion and finally arrived at the answer that he had been working Xiang Han too hard during this period. Therefore, they had a solemn discussion. "In the future, don't go to the Fine Arts Department anymore. Why don't you just sleep in my office and play games? If you feel bored, we can travel together. Also, weren't you interested in calligraphy before? How about I find a teacher for you?"

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