Chapter 54 The goddess knows me?

When he walked outside, he discovered that the place he was staying was actually on the seventh floor of the inpatient building, the neurosurgery department. A place that specializes in treating neurological diseases?

I don’t know if I can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. Theoretically, it’s no problem.

He began to miss the creaking wooden beds of Dingshan Farmhouse and the rustic smell of chickens.

But before leaving, there is one thing left to do.

He is a person who places great emphasis on commitment. Although he may not be able to keep his promise, at least he must work hard to do it. Even if the promise is not said out loud.

He still remembered that there was a handsome young man in the fourth bed of Ward 24 in the oncology department.

But just when it was his turn to treat the young man, the time for ward rounds suddenly came and he was interrupted by the nurse.

At that time, Meng Fei promised in his heart that he would come back to treat you tomorrow.

But that night he stayed at Scarab Bank to scan all the computers. At noon the next day, he was detained by Mu Shuo because someone transferred five million.

Then I fell into a coma until today.

Since it was not fulfilled at that time, I must make amends before leaving this hospital tomorrow.

The ward was not empty at this time. There were many accompanying family members lying on the benches in the corridor. Some people simply wrapped themselves in a blanket and lay on the floor.

It's just that everyone fell asleep. In a crowded place, everyone fell asleep again, and the atmosphere seemed very strange.

Meng Fei was like the god of death, carefully wandering among the beds in the ward.

The doors of the ward were all ajar. He quickly found bed No. 24, No. 4. But the situation changed a little. Now the boy lying on the bed was not the young man, but an old man.

He cured the old man smoothly, which was considered a complete blessing, and then returned to the nurse's duty room. The nurse was sorting out the records.

"Did a young man live in the twenty-four rooms and four beds more than ten days ago?

"I talked to him ten days ago, and he asked me to do something. But I forgot to leave his contact information.

"Do you have his contact number?"

The nurse lady looked up and saw that Meng Fei was wearing a hospital gown. Although he was not a familiar face from the oncology department, she guessed that he was a patient from another department and had no suspicion.

"Well, of course I remember that. He was a very handsome guy. What a pity."

The nurse smiled, but her tone turned cold.

"The contact information is there...but do you still want it?

"He has passed away."

"died?"

Meng Fei's heart skipped a beat.

"Well, he died three days ago."

Three days ago, was it just when I was in a coma? It really happened by me. Meng Fei thought to himself.

It seems that this matter has to end like this. No matter how powerful his most powerful BUG system is, it is impossible to resurrect the dead.

This accident made him panic and wanted to go out for some air.

Unlike the Golden Turtle Building, this building must be very old. The floor is actually made of cement.

The amazing thing is that although it is made of cement, it is shiny and shiny, like polished marble.

Is this polished by the soles of patients walking around over the years?

The shiny floor is like a distorted mirror, and the reflected floating and flickering light and shadow are like the undead floating in the corridor.

Meng Fei walked along the long corridor to the end.

At the end is the wooden window with hinges that I saw when I was a child in my previous life. The cold wind outside was beating against the window like a wave, making a loud banging sound.

The wind came in through the cracks in the window and blew away the warmth in the ward, like cold water poured on the forehead.

He suddenly realized what X said:

"All deaths have only one perpetrator.

"that is you!"

This nonsense logic makes people extremely confused.

He now has the ability to cure all terminal diseases. In other words, all the deaths from terminal diseases in the world are caused by his failure to save people.

If there was a button in front of him that could cure all terminal diseases as long as he pressed it, he would definitely press it.

But now he really can't do it. Now that he has cured everyone in this hospital, his picture in the camera will appear in major newspapers.

And he can't cure this one enough. How many hospitals across the country and around the world are dying patients waiting for him?

He is willing to transfer this damn ability to anyone.

Of course, the ability to heal others must be given to others, but the ability to add blood to oneself must still be retained.

I became the sole perpetrator of death. I became the Grim Reaper.

He suddenly realized that the more he thought like this, the more he was playing into X's hands!

I should live according to my own ideas!

I have the power to control myself. I can work when I want to work, play when I want to play, sleep when I want to sleep, and treat others when I want to treat them.

I don’t need to refer to anyone’s opinion for what I do. As long as I don’t harm others, I don’t owe anyone anything.

It is completely nonsense to say that with great power comes great responsibility, just like the old Americans in the previous life always thought that with a strong fist, they had the responsibility to beat the world.

Five minutes later, Meng Fei had abandoned all the patients and was lying on the hospital bed in a comfortable mood, playing with his mobile phone.

Think more about happy things. For example, Ai Ting, I wonder what she is doing? No need to ask, she is sleeping.

He clicked on the Goddess app and thought to himself, the policewoman sent me so many messages on WeChat, is it possible that the Goddess app also has them? He forgot to read them before.

Sure enough, there were several red dots. However, they were not sent to him by Ai Ting.

"hello."

"Yes."

"Never ask about a girl's age!"

"Sorry, I just saw it."

There was actually a top beauty who sent him a message through the goddess app, and it wasn't Ai Ting.

Wait, who is this?

goddess?

Green Mango Goddess?!

Can a goddess also reply?

It's funny, who is playing with me?

Wait, why do I think someone is playing tricks on me?

Meng Fei wanted to be quiet for a while.

If this is like someone coming to him on WeChat and telling him that I am the president, he must think that someone is playing with him and he is used to it.

But the Goddess app is different. Everyone here has their own place, and it is impossible to fill in their identity casually.

The goddess is a goddess, she is nominally supreme over the entire country, she is a god above all humans, and there is no way the system can make a mistake.

Unless someone hacks the goddess's account. But this is impossible. If the goddess app can be hacked, won't the country be in trouble?

Besides, what is the use of the Black Goddess account?

If you want to hack the president and prime minister, wouldn't it be better to directly issue a presidential decree? Even a small county magistrate is more effective than a black goddess.

Then there is only one possibility.

This is AI replying, artificial intelligence.

It will definitely work to make an artificial intelligence to act as a goddess and appease the hearts of many devout believers.

Of course, the premise is that there is no problem with the ideological guidance of artificial intelligence. But since it is artificial intelligence, if there is a problem, it can be adjusted at will.

In his previous life, artificial intelligence was also called artificial retardation.

The much-vaunted "Xiaobing" of a certain company is completely useless in conversation, and can do nothing but act cute and play jokes.

I wonder if artificial intelligence in this era can pass the Turing test?

Why not talk about the goddesses here and test their AI level.

"Are you too slow this time?"

"I'm not online all the time."

"Are you really a goddess?"

"Fake, embarrassing."

"Then do you know who I am?"

"A coder named Meng Fei?"

Woc, the goddess actually knows me and knows that I write code?
Chapter completed!