The Female Lead Decides to Act Wickedly-Chapter 1124 - 425: True Love’s Control Group (Part 1)

Chapter 1124: Chapter 425: True Love’s Control Group (Part 1)

Student Xiao D excitedly reminded her.

He Tiantian thought for a moment and shook her head, "No need, let’s save it for now."

Last time she exchanged for an Intermediate Treasure Box, He Tiantian thought it was pretty good.

This time, she decided to keep the reward and wait until she had enough money to exchange for another Intermediate Treasure Box to try.

It’s just uncertain whether the next task world will have an ancient theme or a modern setting.

"Alright, let’s not exchange it for now!"

Student Xiao D obediently responded, then asked, "Tiantian, are you going to rest now or continue with the tasks?"

"Continue, with these Antivirus tasks!"

Even if the points are a bit less, the process is truly enjoyable.

He Tiantian finally felt like she was on vacation.

Her previous psychological distress caused by amnesia during tasks seemed to be healed!

"Alright! The ancient novel Antivirus task is starting!" Student Xiao D dutifully broadcasted.

...

"Sitian, I love you, will you marry me?"

"I know this isn’t the best time for a proposal, but I can’t wait any longer, I, I really want to become your husband!"

"Sitian, marry me. Plain as I am, I don’t deserve someone as exceptional as you, but I truly, truly, truly love you!"

"Since we were kids, I’ve liked you, I like your smile, I like your nobility, your excellence, and to follow in your footsteps, I’ve given it my all!"

"No! Sitian, don’t misunderstand, I don’t think that now that you’re injured, a fallen Angel, I have the right to marry you, it’s just that I really don’t want to wait any longer!"

"This accident made me clearly realize how fragile human life is, and once you miss it, it might be a lifelong regret!"

"I hate myself for not overcoming my childish, ridiculous pride earlier, I hate myself for not proposing to you sooner, I hate myself for not being able to go through all this in your place..."

"Sitian, marry me, I truly don’t want to regret for the rest of my life. I want to stand by your side, care for you, cherish you, love you dearly!"

He Tiantian in a daze, found herself time-traveled back into the original body.

Out of habit, He Tiantian wanted to look around, but her ears were filled with cringe-worthy, tooth-aching old-fashioned love confessions.

Oh wow, it’s like they’re performing in a sappy True Love drama, where it’s all about long-winded, dramatic lines.

Start talking about love and affection, even romance web novels from a few years ago wouldn’t dare write like this.

He Tiantian endured the nausea, multi-tasking.

As she continued to endure a man’s passionate confession, she inconspicuously surveyed her surroundings.

It’s a clean room, with no homey décor, white walls, blue bed curtains.

The bed beneath her wasn’t an ordinary single bed, but rather, a hospital bed.

The bed frame could be adjusted upward.

And at this moment, He Tiantian was leaning on the high-raised bed.

In front of her was a small table with a cup and a fruit plate on it.

There was a bedside cabinet with a vase on it, holding a delicate bouquet.

This room didn’t just have this one bouquet.

Under the window against the wall, there was a row of flower baskets, bouquets, and various fruit baskets, intricately packed nutrition and health products.

It was indeed a hospital room, and the body He Tiantian had time-traveled into was likely a patient.

However, the original’s economic condition seemed quite good, staying in a single room.

Equipped with a private bathroom, a small reception area, and simple furniture like a sofa and a coffee table.

Why was the original hospitalized?

Just when this question popped into He Tiantian’s mind, she felt a sharp pain in her right wrist.

He Tiantian resisted the urge to cry out in pain, applying a little force, trying to move a few fingers on her right hand.

Pain!

Pain that cuts to the bone, He Tiantian’s heart seemed to twitch along with it.

No wonder people often say "ten fingers connected to the heart," at this moment, He Tiantian had the most direct, profound experience.

Her fingers could move, but with intense pain.

He Tiantian lowered her eyelids, looking at the bandage that wrapped her entire right hand to the forearm tightly.

Using her rich experience as a surgeon, she judged that the original’s right hand likely had a tendon injury.

The tendon had been stitched, but hadn’t fully recovered yet.

In such a situation, the original shouldn’t end up disabled, but her right hand’s dexterity would be far less than before.

If the original didn’t need to perform work that required ultra-fine finger dexterity, her career shouldn’t be affected.

But if she needed to, it would be a massive disaster.

Looking at the young man on one knee in front of her hospital bed, still performing as a lovesick Prince Charming, then feeling her own wrist pain.

He Tiantian suddenly had a premonition that her hand must be very important to her.

Just like a dancer’s leg, a musician’s voice, a gourmet’s taste...