"Hehe, look how scared you are. It's okay, the doctor said you're going through a period of nervous weakness due to overexertion of your potential, so you feel unable to move, but you just need some time to recuperate, and once your nervous system recovers, you'll be able to move." Zhao Qian said with a smile.

"Oh really!" Wu Xu sighed in relief, glad that he wasn't totally incapacitated. But then he quickly realized - this period of weakness, how long would it last? He immediately asked Zhao Qian.

The next moment, Wu Xu was stunned. Zhao Qian didn't know either; the doctor had said it varies from person to person, some people with strong nervous systems recover in just a few days, while those with weaker systems might take months, years, or even a lifetime to recover.

What kind of shit explanation is this?! How is this any different from being a cripple?

At this moment, Wu Xu felt utterly despondent.

The moment he gained mysterious powers and superpowers, he had begun his transformation from a lowly loser to a successful powerhouse.

But just as he was about to embrace the life of a powerhouse he had always dreamt of, he became completely paralyzed!!!

The irony of fate was just too overwhelming; he couldn't bear such a price!

Seeing the sadness in Wu Xu, Zhao Qian hurriedly comforted him: "Alright, don't worry, with your strong body, your nervous system is definitely not weak. Maybe you'll recover in a few days."

Wu Xu's eyes lit up, right, he was a martial artist, and with the aid of mysterious powers, why should he lose hope now without even trying to see if he could recover.

"Thank you, Sister Qian!" Wu Xu gratefully looked at Zhao Qian. Although she could be annoying, she was kind-hearted and had at least given him a sliver of hope.

"It's nothing, if it weren't for your help, we at Junshan police would have been terribly embarrassed. We should be the ones thanking you," Zhao Qian said, then suddenly, driven by curiosity, she asked Wu Xu, "Do you really not remember what happened in the back courtyard of the hospital?"

Wu Xu was startled, his face showing a hint of confusion, "I remember, I felt a sudden dizziness, then I couldn't feel anything. When I woke up, I was already here! Hmm, what happened at that time?"

As Wu Xu asked, he was secretly worried about the assassin girl; he hoped she hadn't been captured by the police.

"Really can't remember, huh!" Zhao Qian pouted, seemingly a bit disappointed.

Wu Xu felt frustrated, perhaps he had done something incredible? He tried hard to recall, but could only grasp some blurry details. It seemed like he, well, killed Bai Ma, then saved the assassin girl, and finally, he seemed to have passed out. But strangely, why did he feel bliss in that blackout?

"It's a pity, you don't know how amazing you were after you passed out, you just exploded that assassin's head with one strike," Zhao Qian said, waving her fist as if she herself had thrown that terrifying punch.

Wu Xu was stunned, then a fragment flashed through his mind.

His own furious roar, a thunderous punch, followed by the crack of a watermelon-like shattering sound.

"I, I really blew up Bai Ma's head? Shit!! Is this, is this even human?" Wu Xu couldn't believe it.

How hard a human's head is, how strong a human's force can be, these two are incomparable, yet he easily exploded the head of a highly skilled martial artist whose head was much harder than a normal person's! How incredible is that strength!

Looking at Wu Xu's dumbfounded expression, Zhao Qian giggled, her eyes gleaming with an odd luster.

As someone who had been raised as a boy since childhood, Zhao Qian's ultimate dream was to witness a powerful hero who would appear before her to protect and shelter her, but such people barely existed in reality.

However, at this moment, Wu Xu's emergence had plucked the deepest strings of heroism in her heart.

Could he be a hero?

"Wuwu, don't just talk, hurry up and get me a glass of water." Wu Xu saw Zhao Qian's infatuated side, felt a bit shocked, and then his throat grew more uncomfortable, promptly grumbling.

Zhao Qian snapped back to reality, her face slightly flushed, she glared at Wu Xu discontentedly, then turned around and brought him a cup of water to drink.

As the water went down his throat, he immediately felt refreshed, and Wu Xu exclaimed, "Sister Qian is so tender, it would be great if it could always be like this."

Zhao Qian blushed shyly, then coquettishly glared at Wu Xu and said, "What, wasn't Sister always tender before?"

"Hehe, not that, it's just that Sister Qian's tenderness wasn't directed at me before, but now it is mine." After saying this, Wu Xu inwardly cursed, realizing how flirtatious his words sounded, suggesting that her tenderness belonged to him was definitely a tease.

Zhao Qian was taken aback, her hand holding the cup trembled slightly, then she suddenly tipped the cup over.

Wu Xu's eyes widened as he swallowed down the large gulp of water gurgling down his throat, then coughing and lamenting, "Sister Qian, are you trying to murder me!"

"Hmph, that's for speaking without thinking, Sister's tofu isn't easy to eat," seeing Wu Xu embarrassed, Zhao Qian felt triumphant, a smug smile appearing on her face.

"Ah, indeed, women and villains are difficult to deal with." Wu Xu sighed in his heart, but he dared not tease Zhao Qian anymore, as at this moment he couldn't move his limbs and was completely at her mercy.

Subsequently, Wu Xu and Zhao Qian engaged in sporadic small talk, as he tried to glean more information about the recent capture of the assassin.

However, it was only then that Wu Xu found out, the incident had actually taken place two nights ago, and he had been lying in the hospital bed for two days!

Nevertheless, Wu Xu was relieved to know that the assassin girl had not been caught, and during the assassination attempt on He Baoqiang, she had been masked. Now, since Bai Ma was shot in the head, it was naturally assumed that he was the sole assassin.

Although there were many doubts in this situation, in order to resolve the case quickly and to quell the social unrest it caused, the unwritten rules were left unspoken.

This naturally delighted Wu Xu, the case was concluded, and wasn't the assassin girl now safe?

"Gurgle!"

While they were chatting, suddenly a gurgling sound was heard. Both were stunned.

Zhao Qian looked doubtfully towards Wu Xu's stomach.

Wu Xu pondered for a moment and then said with a wry smile, "This, this seems like I need to, need to go."

"What do you mean?" Zhao Qian was still unclear.

"I mean, I need to use the WC!" Wu Xu said embarrassedly.

"Oh, then I will find someone to help you."

Wu Xu immediately responded irritably, "By the time you find someone, I would have already done it on the bed."

This remark was extremely powerful, causing Zhao Qian's delicate face to flush, then she said irritably, "So what should we do? Surely I can't help you, um, no way."

As Zhao Qian said this, she hurriedly shook her head, her entire face flushed red.

Although Zhao Qian always behaved frankly, she was still a girl who had never even had a boyfriend, and this was undeniable.

Now asking her to help a boy use the bathroom, how could such an embarrassing thing be possible?

Wu Xu looked pitifully at Zhao Qian; soiling the bed, aside from when he was a child and didn't know better, who would do that when grown up?

"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle!"

Wu Xu's stomach gurgled louder, seemingly making the final preparations.

"Sister Qian..." Wu Xu called softly.

Zhao Qian clenched her lower lip, her expression troubled.

"Really, I'd soil the bed."

"No shame."

"Really, touch it if you don't believe me."

"Go to hell!"

"Hurry up, I'm afraid this will further weaken my nervous system."

"Jerk!"

"It's over, it's coming out."

"You, you're ruthless."

Zhao Qian finally relented, her face flushed as she propped up Wu Xu and they headed towards the small bathroom in the room.

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