I'm almost 45 and the system is just coming

Chapter 45: Confused, Searching for the Heart

"Huijuan, some things can't be done just because we want to do them?"

"How about this, you go back first and let me ask Mr. Zhou what he thinks!"

Zhou Qi's voice came intermittently.

"Okay then! But Dean, I hope you can take this to heart. This is related to the future of our hospital!"

As he spoke, the sound of a door opening was heard, and the sound of high-heeled footsteps was heard. Zhou Tian slowly looked at Zheng Huijuan's back, and then left.

After returning to the ward, Zhou Tian chatted with his parents for a while, then sat in a computer chair, opened his notebook, and started typing.

During the time his parents were in the hospital, he spent a lot less time writing, but the daily updates were still three chapters, nearly 6,000 words.

There were 4,000 words left as manuscripts. During this period, his manuscripts reached 350,000 words, and the uploaded texts officially reached 250,000 words, which was exactly one month's amount.

The number of clicks has gradually increased during this period, but it is still much less than that of the first book, reaching 780,000.

If he remembered correctly, today was also the official day for the system to issue manuscript fees.

Just as he was thinking about it, a vibration prompt sound suddenly rang out.

“ICBC: Your number ending in 5644 received RMB 9 on September 10.”

"Eight hundred and seventy thousand, about the same as the first month of the first book!"

Zhou Tian muttered slowly, then stopped paying attention and continued writing. The current plot was entering its first climax. He estimated that both subscriptions and collections would increase to a certain extent.

He has to write out this climax first.

The sound of typing on the keyboard was particularly loud in the ward. In the bright room, Zhou Tian's eyes were particularly focused.

September 18th.

Zhou Weiguo was finally able to be discharged from the hospital. Early in the morning, Zhou Tian completed the discharge procedures, took a taxi, and returned to Wenying Lake.

As soon as he got home, Zhou Weiguo went out for a walk. His mother Zhang Yingchun and Zhou Tian began to clean up the house. They had been away for almost half a month, and the house was covered with dust.

An hour later, I finished cleaning the house.

"Xiaotian, I saw you left and Dean Zhou talked to you for a long time. What did you talk about?"

Sitting on the sofa, mother Zhang Yingchun suddenly asked.

"It's nothing, mom, he just wanted me to work in the hospital, but I didn't agree!"

Zhou Tian took out a cigarette, lit it, and blew out a smoke ring.

"Why don't you agree?"

The mother asked in confusion. If it were in the past, she would definitely be angry. After all, being a doctor in a hospital would definitely have a better future than writing novels. However, after her son's performance in recent times, she knew very well that her son should not have to worry about his life with such a skill. In this case, there was no need for her to interfere in her son's affairs according to her own ideas.

"It's simple. I don't like it. The most important thing for my son is that it's not easy to work in a hospital!"

Zhou Tian shook his head, looking a little absent-minded. During the time when his father was discharged from the hospital, Zhou Qi talked to him several times, clearly expressing his appreciation for him and hoping that he could stay in the hospital. As for the medical qualification certificate, they would help him deal with it.

But Zhou Tian knew very well that if this were the case, he would completely become a doctor in a hospital. It was not that he did not like saving lives, but he knew the hospital's routines too well and understood his own personality, so he was simply not suitable for it.

Since he didn't want it and it wasn't suitable for him, he naturally rejected the other party.

"Okay then! But Mom still hopes you can think about it carefully. After all, doctors are still very popular in today's society!"

After hearing what her son said, even though she didn't quite understand, since her son didn't like it, she didn't say anything more.

In the evening, the family prepared a table of delicious food to celebrate Dad's discharge from the hospital.

Zhou Tian's family of three enjoyed the delicious meal.

After washing up, Zhou Tian wrote three chapters of the manuscript, and then he was in no mood to write anymore. He said goodbye to his parents, left the house, and wandered around the community.

A gust of cold wind blew, making him feel extremely refreshed. As his body gradually became stronger, he could feel that his body seemed to have undergone some big changes.

Firstly, in both cold and hot conditions, he was not as afraid of the cold or heat as before. If such a cold wind blew in the past, he would at least shiver a little, but now he felt as if a powerful breeze was blowing on his face, and his body did not feel any discomfort.

Looking up at the sky full of stars, he found that he was also a very small star. Although he did not deliberately show his abilities during this period of time, some things were inevitably exposed.

At least Uncle Zhou and the others already knew that Zhou Tian didn't really think much of medical skills. They knew it, but he was always cautious about showing off his traditional Chinese martial arts.

For this reason, he basically practiced at home. Even if he performed it in public, he only showed Tai Chi. As for going further, he didn't dare to show it.

Otherwise, the strange vision of that kind of boxing would not be concealed at all, just like when he lost control at the beginning and performed Xingyiquan, only the initial performance made the bones in his body tremble like thunder. Only when he reached the dark power, could he hide all the strange visions of his body.

"An Jin?"

According to the inherited memory, dark power is to transform all the strength of the body from bright to dark, so as to achieve the purpose of cleansing the whole body. Only when the dark power is achieved can his strength be controlled in detail, and he can even heal all the hidden injuries in the body through the dark power.

The goal is to make the whole body transparent and reach a new limit of the human body.

When Zhou Tian thought of this, he couldn't help but feel longing.

But memories are memories. In fact, even if he has memories as a guide, it is not an easy thing to achieve dark power.

In the dark night, cicadas were chirping and a bright moon was hanging high in the sky. He walked into the basketball court unknowingly. There was no one on the entire basketball court. Zhou Tian sat down slowly with a dazed look on his face.

Ever since he no longer had to worry about money, he seemed to feel that he had lost his goals and had been in a daze. Even though he was entrusted with the inheritance of traditional Chinese martial arts, he had always been inconsistent. Otherwise, he would not have been at the peak of Ming Jin until now.

It's not that he is unwilling to be diligent, but that's just his personality. He takes things as they come. He has neither the fighting spirit of the young people in the big cities, nor the sense of responsibility of the country as his home of the previous generation.

He just wanted to run his family peacefully, take good care of his parents and grandmother, and take good care of his family. As for other things, he had never thought about it, and he was not that noble.

Moreover, he vaguely felt that after he broke through the dark energy, there might be some problems with his system, and he naturally did not want to let his life change again.

He can hardly control his current life now. Uncle Zhou, Guangyu Pharmacy, and even the hospital, his current connections make him feel at a loss.

He didn't want to turn his life into that of an upgraded puppet, a saint who kept climbing upwards.

(End of this chapter)