"Hiss~ It hurts..." Han Xiao was awakened by the sound of a quarrel. His mind was in a mess and he could vaguely hear the sounds of quarreling and crying outside the door.

What's going on? Why are there quarrels and crying? Aren't we on the mountain?

As a sharp pain hit his head, Han Xiao woke up instead.

Memories slowly returned. Han Xiao remembered that he was on his way to travel when he encountered a mudslide and was buried in his car. What was the situation now? Was he saved?

As more and more questions came to his mind, Han Xiao wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to be stuck with glue. After finally opening his eyes, he could only see a hazy light.

He squinted his eyes for a while before he adjusted himself. What came into view was a roof made of straw. Han Xiao could even see the light outside the house through the roof.

Are the conditions in this hospital so poor? Or was he rescued by the villagers at the foot of the mountain? If so, it seems that his family is very poor. There are actually houses made of straw in China.

Han Xiao was lost in thought as he sat up and looked around. The house was truly bare. There was no furniture in the room. There were some sundries piled in the corners, and there were a few piles of firewood on the ground.

Perhaps the most valuable thing is the hard thin quilt that Han Xiao is covering himself with. He sighed softly. He must thank this kind family who saved him even though they were so poor.

When Han Xiao was about to get up, the door was pushed open. It was actually a wooden board. A middle-aged lady with a pretty face came in. Her hair was tied up and wrapped in a piece of coarse cloth. She was wearing a shirt and skirt made of the same coarse cloth. It was obvious that she was not a product of the 21st century.

The woman looked good, but her complexion was a little yellow, which was obviously caused by long-term labor. When the woman saw Han Xiao wake up, she was overjoyed and rushed to Han Xiao without even wiping the tears from her face.

"Dalang, you're awake... Woohoo, Brother Yuan, come quickly, our Dalang is awake." The woman shouted outside the door while supporting Han Xiao and trying to make him lie down.

Da Lang? What Da Lang? It couldn't be Wu Da Lang, right? Han Xiao was so frightened that he quickly checked his body.

It was not until he took a look that Han Xiao realized that this body was not his own.

The ten fingers were slender and long, but covered with scars and calluses. It was obvious that they were the hands of a young boy. Han Xiao now had a bad guess in his mind.

I'm afraid I wasn't rescued, but came back to life in someone else's body. Judging from the woman's dress, it's definitely not the 21st century. Even in the remote mountainous areas of the 21st century, no one would dress like this.

When the woman's voice was heard, the quarrel outside the door paused for a moment, and then several people came in from outside. One of them was a middle-aged man with a slender figure and regular features. He led a white-haired old man and two radish heads.

"Chun Niang, let Doctor Liu check on Dalang first." The middle-aged man quickly comforted the woman and made way for the old man.

The room wasn't big, and now that several people had entered, it was immediately packed. Doctor Liu glanced at Han Xiao and exclaimed in amazement: "Hey, I didn't expect this kid to wake up so quickly. Come on, let me feel your pulse."

Although Han Xiao was confused, he stretched out his arm after hearing the words, glanced at the middle-aged man and woman who looked worried, and secretly guessed their identities in his heart.

They looked like the original owner's parents, but he was not too sure, so he could only remain unchanged in the face of change.

Doctor Liu examined her for a long time before shaking his head and saying, "Alas! You're still a little weak, but luckily there's no underlying injury. I'll prescribe some medicine. You should take good care of yourself for the next two days. You can go to my house to get the medicine."

"Yes, yes, thank you, Doctor Liu, but the consultation fee..." The middle-aged man looked embarrassed.

"Forget it, just owe it for now. It's okay to pay it back in a few days." Doctor Liu sighed. He also understood the situation of the Han family, but he believed in Han Mingyuan's character. He would not delay the payment of medical fees. He thought that any help he could give would be helpful.

However, what the second wife did this time was indeed too much, but what can I, an outsider, say?

"Thank you, Doctor Liu. Don't worry, Mingyuan will deliver the medical fee to your door in a few days." Han Mingyuan bowed deeply to Doctor Liu.

Doctor Liu waved his hand upon seeing this and said nothing more. He picked up his suitcase and prepared to go back. He still had to prescribe medicine for Han Jia Dalang.

After sending Doctor Liu away, Han Mingyuan also sat down in front of the bed: "Okay, okay, it's good that you woke up. It's Dad's incompetence..."

The middle-aged man's voice was choked with sobs and his face was timid. He looked at the weak Han Xiao and could not say anything else. The middle-aged woman next to him did not say anything either, but just covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying out loud.

Looking at the middle-aged man's expression, Han Xiao felt the care from a stranger for the first time in a long time. This middle-aged man and woman were indeed the original owner's parents. For a moment, Han Xiao felt mixed emotions.

It seemed that the original owner's parents were very good to him, but unfortunately the original owner was no longer around. Han Xiao didn't know how to face the original owner's parents for a moment.

After hesitating for a long time, Han Xiao opened his mouth to say something, but he felt another sharp pain in his head. This time, his brain felt like it was about to explode, and all his memories flooded in all at once.

Seeing Han Xiao's painful expression, Han Mingyuan, who was sitting beside the bed, suddenly changed his expression. He stood up and hurried to call a doctor. Doctor Liu had not left far just now, so it should still be in time to catch up with him.

Han Xiao grabbed Han Mingyuan's wrist and shook his head to indicate that he was fine, but Han Mingyuan looked at Han Xiao's pale face and was obviously a little unconvinced.

But Han Xiao was indeed fine. The severe pain just now also made him inherit the original owner's memory.

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