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Chapter 190 A rotten orange is a rotten orange

"Xi Zhao, you finally woke up!" Kunzhong's voice was filled with joy and excitement that was difficult to conceal.

Xi Zhao slowly opened his eyes, and his whole body was enveloped by an indescribable feeling of weakness. Fragments of memory came like a tide, impacting his consciousness.

"Xi Zhao, the most important thing at the moment is to rest. Your injuries are extremely serious, so don't act rashly." Mei Zhen's gentle but worried voice sounded, her eyes full of worry about Xi Zhao's current condition.

Despite the severe pain in his limbs, Xi Zhao still endured it without making a single groan. Years of rigorous training, especially the countless times of electric currents passing through his body, had given him an extraordinary tolerance for pain.

At this moment, a beam of emerald green light gently fell on his body, and a warm and strange power quietly surged in his body, as if it was the most gentle comfort of nature, gradually repairing his damaged body.

"Xi Zhao, it's time to make a choice. Join us and stay away from the King of the Realm who only treats you as a pawn."

Kunzhong's tone was full of sincerity and eagerness. The atmosphere in the laboratory became solemn because of his words, and everyone's eyes were focused on Xizhao.

"King Kai..." Xi Zhao's lips curled up into a bitter smile, recalling his past loyalty and sacrifice, those tasks that he had to complete even if it went against his own conscience, now seeming so ironic.

He once thought that everything he did was to repay the kindness of King Kai for raising him, even if it meant stepping into darkness. But what was the result?

At that moment, when King Kai ruthlessly abandoned him, all his loyalty and faith vanished. He realized that he was just a pawn for King Kai to realize his ambitions, a tool that could be discarded at any time.

Xizhao knew very well that if Meizhen and the others had not extended a helping hand in time, he would probably have died long ago, or would have continued to linger in the shadow of the film industry, waiting for an unknown tragic ending.

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"Xi Zhao, please give me a response!" Seeing Xi Zhao remained silent for a long time, Kunzhong became even more anxious and could not help but urging him.

Xi Zhao took a deep breath and spoke slowly, his voice weak but firm: "Kunzhong, I am grateful for your trust, but the reality is far more complicated than you think."

He paused, his eyes seemed to penetrate the darkness before him, looking directly at those unseen eyes, "I was once your enemy, this is an indisputable fact. It is also human nature that you are on guard against me."

Kunzhong became even more anxious when he heard this. He was about to open his mouth to explain himself, but was interrupted by Bei Miao who suddenly rushed out from the side.

"Xi Zhao, what is your purpose here? You'd better tell me clearly now!" Bei Miao's tone was unquestionable and tough. He pushed Kun Zhong away and questioned Xi Zhao directly.

"Beimiao, are you interrogating a prisoner?" Meizhen's voice was filled with dissatisfaction. She tried to stop Beimiao's violent behavior, but the power disparity was too great, so she could only shout anxiously,

"We should give him a chance to explain!"

Bei Miao looked back at Mei Zhen with cold eyes: "Mei Zhen, I understand your kindness, but the safety of the team cannot be compromised. We can't take risks because of someone who is unclear about his position."

"Beimiao, you can't deny Xizhao's current feelings based on his past!" Kunzhong was furious. He retorted loudly, "Everyone has a chance to turn over a new leaf!"

"Reform yourself? How can that be easy for people in the film industry!" Bei Miao sneered, and the argument with Kunzhong became more intense.

These arguments were like sharp blades, and every word cut into Xizhao's heart. He smiled bitterly, but he also understood that this was the reality he had to face.

Xi Zhao endured the severe pain in his body and struggled to sit up straight. Although the action made him sweat profusely, he still persisted.

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When Meizhen saw Xizhao's struggle, her heart tightened and she hurriedly shouted, "Xizhao, you must not move! Your injuries are too severe!" There was unquestionable determination in her voice, trying to stop Xizhao from taking any further action.

Xi Zhao seemed not to hear it, but just shook his head slowly. Behind that tiny movement was a huge pain and persistence.

"Thank you very much, but this is... really not the place I should be." Although his voice was weak, it revealed a deep helplessness and determination.

However, his body did not allow him to make more efforts. His legs, which had just barely stood up, suddenly lost their support, and he fell heavily to the ground like a puppet that had lost its center of gravity, and fell into a coma again.

"Xi Zhao!" Kun Zhong exclaimed upon seeing this, and then glared at Bei Miao, his eyes full of anger and reproach. Without any hesitation, he quickly rushed forward and carefully helped the unconscious Xi Zhao back to the treatment bed, his actions full of care and concern for his partner.

Meizhen was also furious at this time. She turned around and glared at Beimiao: "Beimiao, how could you treat him like this? He is also the heir of Guangying Village, and our common partner and comrade-in-arms! How could you say such excessive words?"

Bei Miao's face was terribly gloomy. He roared angrily: "What do you know? People like them are rotten oranges, and they can never change their nature! Do you still expect them to turn back? It's a dream!" After that, he turned around abruptly, slammed the door and left.

Li Xinnan looked at Xi Zhao who had fallen into coma again, his brows furrowed, his heart filled with mixed feelings, which eventually turned into a heavy sigh.

He understood that Xizhao longed for everyone's recognition, and this recognition could only be obtained by proving his complete break with the film industry through practical actions. In Li Xinnan's view, although this road to proof was difficult, there was no other way.

"Kunzhong, let's wait until Xizhao recovers before we talk about this." Li Xinnan said softly, his tone full of helplessness and expectation. "It's so difficult for him to even do simple actions now, but I believe he will find a way to prove himself."

After saying this, he turned around and prepared to leave, but he was already thinking about another important matter. "By the way, Minci and I need to handle Xiangyang's adoption as soon as possible. The child has been through too much, and we need to give him a stable home."

When Li Xinnan mentioned Xiangyang, his thoughts could not help but drift away. Xiangyang, an orphan who once drifted in the wind and rain of fate, his story was full of ups and downs and misfortunes.

Although the orphanage provided him with a roof over his head, his desire for family warmth was never satisfied. Escaping from the orphanage was perhaps a brave attempt to face his unknown fate, and fortunately, he met Minci.

Minci's love for Xiangyang is as warm and selfless as the spring sun. When she learned that there was a family willing to give Xiangyang a home, she happily helped them get together, hoping that Xiangyang could have a complete family.

However, reality gave her a blow. The adoptive parents' indifference and neglect towards Xiangyang made her feel heartbroken. She could not sit idly by and watch Xiangyang get hurt again, so a bold decision took root in her heart - she wanted to adopt Xiangyang herself.

Minci knew that this decision meant that she would take on more responsibilities and challenges, but she was more aware that giving Xiangyang a home full of love and care was what he deserved. She was willing to use her own hands to weave a beautiful future for Xiangyang, so that he could thrive in the sunshine and no longer be attacked by any wind and rain.