"you……"

Unaware of Yu Ningning's true strength, and caught off guard by being pinned to the hospital bed, Jing Ke's first reaction was shock and anger. Instinctively, he tried to overpower Yu Ningning, drawing his sword from his waist—

As he moved, he felt as if his body was being restrained by iron clamps, and he couldn't move an inch.

He stared wide-eyed in astonishment at Yu Ningning: "...Who are you, woman? How do you possess such formidable strength? Could it be that the King of Qin discovered the Crown Prince's plot and sent you to assassinate him?"

Ignoring his question, Yu Ningning simply winked at the medical staff beside her.

The quick-thinking doctor and nurse pulled the nurse away, along with An Shujia, who was still looking at Jing Ke with lingering fear.

Yu Ningning then calmly said, "We didn't mean to hurt you. Since we can't do anything to each other, instead of shouting and fighting here, hurting our harmony, why don't we talk it out first?"

Glancing at the crowd behind Yu Ningning, Jing Ke pursed his lips and asked warily, "...What do you want to talk about?"

Yu Ningning raised an eyebrow and said, "Let's talk about what you just said about everything around you being strange. What should this surrounding look like in your eyes? What era are you living in, and what are you doing?"

Jing Ke glanced at the crowd again hesitantly, just as he was about to speak, "At this time, of course, the King of Qin of the Warring States period is the most powerful..." when he seemed to be electrocuted, his body convulsed twice, his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed limply to the ground.

This change happened too quickly.

Everyone: ?

Seeing that the doctors and nurses were still standing there blankly, the hospital director hurriedly urged, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and go take a look!"

Several doctors and nurses then realized what was happening and rushed over to connect Jing Ke to various instruments, open his eyelids, and carefully examine him with flashlights, frantically checking him over.

After a moment, the attending physician turned his head hesitantly and said nervously, "...The patient seems to have fallen into a coma again for no apparent reason, just like before."

Has he fainted again?

An Shujia asked anxiously, "Will he be able to wake up?"

The attending physician's voice was cautious as he shook his head and said, "...The brain is one of the blind spots that modern science has yet to conquer. The patient's awakening this time is already a miracle. We cannot predict whether a miracle can happen again, or when it will happen."

Seeing that An Shujia's expression was too bad, the attending physician comforted her as if to make up for it: "However, based on our personal experience, since the patient has already woken up once, there should be a certain probability that she will wake up again next time."

"As a patient's family member, you need to have enough patience to wait and be psychologically prepared."

"The patient may not wake up until tomorrow or next year, and even after waking up, their consciousness may not fully return to normal as everyone expects."

...

The words came true.

Over the next three months, Jing Ke regained consciousness several more times.

Sometimes it would last for a day or two, and sometimes it would only last for two or three minutes before he fell into a coma again. The longest time he had a normal routine lasted for six days, and it was still vaguely believed that he had fully woken up.

Without exception, he would eventually fall back into a coma.