Chapter 95 What's your name?

The operating room was deathly still. Doctors and nurses came out twice, but both times they said they were doing their best to save the patient.

Lu Ming stared at the door that opened and then closed again, watching the doctor's hurried steps and solemn expression. He felt as if a sharp knife was hanging over his heart, ready to fall at any moment.

He prayed, willing to give anything in exchange for the chance for Wen Chu to wake up.

Time ticked by, each second an unbearable torment.

The night eventually passed, and the hospital gradually became noisy in the morning. Footsteps, whispers, and occasional wails filled the air, making one's mind even more chaotic.

The operating room lights went out the next second.

The three people waiting at the door trembled. Wen Heng immediately got up and went forward, forcefully pushing Lu Ming, who had been standing motionless like a wooden statue for hours, aside, and waited for the doctor to come out.

The door finally opened, and the surgeon came out, taking off his mask. After a whole night of surgery, the middle-aged man looked exhausted.

Wen Heng's heart was in turmoil, and it took a lot of effort to ask, "Doctor, how is my sister?" His voice trembled involuntarily.

The doctor said calmly, "The surgery went smoothly, and the patient's vital signs are currently stable, but he is not yet out of danger."

Upon hearing this, Lu Ming's eyes trembled, and a slight change finally appeared on his lifeless face.

"Really? My sister is really still alive?" Wen Heng didn't know what expression to make for a moment; his expression was a mixture of sorrow and joy, which seemed very incongruous.

"The patient suffered multiple comminuted fractures throughout his body, as well as very severe intracranial and internal bleeding. After a thirteen-hour operation with the combined efforts of multiple departments, we finally managed to stop the major bleeding points and repair the damaged organs. However, he will need to be transferred to the ICU for close monitoring and further treatment. This is a very rare case of emergency treatment."

"Judging from the course of the injury, the patient was affected by the wind when he fell, which allowed him to land on the thick air cushion by chance. Because there were many soft pads on the cushion, some of the force was cushioned. In addition, the advertising banners hanging on the building also cushioned the impact. All these factors further absorbed the impact. Fortunately, the skull fragments did not cause fatal damage to the brain, and the on-site first aid was timely and effective, preventing any new damage. This gave us time and opportunity to save him."

Wen Heng listened to the doctor's analysis with bated breath and trepidation. Finally, his suffocating lungs could inhale a sliver of oxygen: "You mean... you mean my sister can wake up, right?"

The doctor's expression grew even more grave: "This is something we must inform the family as well. Although the patient's vital signs are temporarily stable, the injuries could worsen at any time. Furthermore, due to the extensive extent of the brain contusion and laceration, the patient is currently in a deep coma and may very well enter a persistent vegetative state. As for when they will wake up, we cannot say for sure."

Wen Xue gasped. The hope that had just glimmered in Wen Heng's eyes dimmed further. He stammered, "Does that mean... the person is still alive, but there's a high chance they won't wake up..."

The doctor said noncommittally, "Although statistics show that the overall prognosis is not optimistic, there are indeed individual differences in medicine—some patients may experience minor reactions months later..." The doctor paused, still leaving them a glimmer of hope: "Now that we have created the first miracle, we will not give up any possibility. We will monitor her brain function changes 24 hours a day and adjust the treatment plan according to her condition. At least there is still hope."

"Okay...I understand," Wen Heng replied weakly. "Thank you for your hard work."

Lu Ming stood in the corner, the sharp knife that had been hanging over his heart finally piercing it deeply. He experienced intense tinnitus and gripped the wall, trying to suppress the dizziness and nausea that surged up inside him.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Chu, lying on a stretcher with a bloodless face, was wheeled out of the operating room.

Tears blurred Lu Ming's vision. He strode forward, wanting to touch her, but Wen Heng pulled him away, saying, "Don't touch her!"

With a hoarse voice and trembling hands, Lu Ming said in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry... I will take responsibility for her. As long as there is a chance, I will find the best doctor to treat her."

Wen Heng closed his eyes, barely managing to regain his composure from the intense grief and indignation: "There's no need. Arguing about who's right and who's wrong is pointless now. Meeting you was her biggest mistake. I'll transfer Wen Chu to a private hospital for the best treatment, and you'll never see her again. Congratulations, you're finally free. I don't need you to take responsibility for anything. She's foolish, she can't blame anyone. Stop your hypocritical act and stay out of my and her sight from now on!"

With the medical team hired by Wen Heng providing care, Wen Chu's vital signs stabilized completely on the third day after she lost consciousness. A system voice came from above the hospital bed: "Host not completely lost vital signs detected. Rebirth Card use failed!"

"To ensure the smooth progress of the world mission, a comprehensive check and repair of all bodily functions is now being performed on the host! The host has been detected to possess the right to use the acceleration card. To ensure the world's logic operates normally within reasonable limits and the world mission is completed as quickly as possible, the acceleration card is now automatically activated for the host. The situation is confirmed to be under control; the acceleration period is one year, lasting one week."

"Start accelerating—"

"The fix will be performed during the accelerated time."

"Start repair—"

Wen Chu lay quietly on the hospital bed with a ventilator on. In an instant, the flow of the surrounding environment began to speed up, and her body began to recover at a speed imperceptible to others.

The green leaves outside the ward quickly turned yellow, then turned green again; the sunny day turned into overcast skies, then into a drizzle, then a downpour, and finally back to sunshine. The ward door was opened and closed countless times, people came and went, and finally things gradually stabilized, with only one figure appearing every day.

Summer goes and winter comes; spring goes and autumn comes.

A year has passed in the blink of an eye.

For Wen Chu, the repair process lasted a full week. The system then issued another warning: "Warning: The system's remaining computing power is insufficient. Repair of some bodily functions is temporarily suspended!"

"To prevent the host from going insane, memories within the current timeline will be restored first."

"Acceleration card successfully used!"

Wen Chu seemed to have slept a very deep sleep, but there was nothing in her dream. Her consciousness was hazy, and she couldn't even remember who she was or where she was.

The first thing I heard was the sound of the heart rate monitor next to my ear.

She breathed, and a layer of mist appeared on the ventilator, which quickly disappeared.

I have a terrible headache.

Several parts of my body are still sore.

My hands and feet are a little numb and not very responsive.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw the snow-white ward. The faint smell of disinfectant entered her nostrils, and she gradually regained consciousness.

Is this a hospital?

She shifted slightly and felt a strong gaze fixed on her from her left, so she slowly turned her head to meet the person's eyes.

With just one glance, an inexplicable fire surged in Wen Chu's chest.

She was certain that this person was definitely not a family member.

The man was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt and was holding a towel in his hand, probably intending to wipe her face. But he stopped moving, his hand stiffly raised in mid-air as he looked at her, his pupils filled with astonishment, disbelief, and complex emotions that she couldn't read.

Wen Chu carefully searched her memory for the other person's identity information, but found that she couldn't remember anything. Not only him, but she couldn't even remember who she herself was.

Why is she lying in a hospital bed? What happened before?

Her mind went blank, as if someone had removed her hippocampus.

"Who are you?" Wen Chu asked weakly, but her voice was probably too soft and blocked by the oxygen mask, so the other person didn't hear her.

The man hurriedly stood up, pressed the call button next to her bed, and rushed outside to call the doctor.

Judging from the other person's reaction, Wen Chu could tell that it was probably unbelievable that she was able to wake up.

Immediately afterwards, a doctor in a white coat rushed in with two or three nurses, his tone equally incredulous: "Really awake?"

They surrounded her and began various physical examinations. Throughout the entire process, the man stood to the side, his brows furrowed, staring intently at her.

Wen Chu felt uneasy under the man's gaze and instinctively avoided his eyes. She thought to herself that she and the man must not get along. Even though she had lost her memory, her body's instincts wouldn't lie—she hated him.

That was my first impression.

Judging from the extent of this person's astonishment, it's possible that the other party didn't want her to wake up at all and was currently thinking about how to kill her again.

Her completely blank memory made her unconsciously clench the corner of the bed. She remained silent, answering the doctor's questions about her physical condition one by one, secretly assessing the situation.

"Hello?" The nurse asked gently as the ventilator was removed. "Do you feel any discomfort anywhere?"

"Hello." Wen Chu took a deep breath and said in a dry voice, "No."

After the examination, the doctor smiled and said to the man, "Judging from the examination results, all of Ms. Wen's physical indicators have returned to normal, and her injuries have basically healed after a year of rest. This recovery speed is already very fast. It's a miracle that she woke up so quickly! We need to do a more detailed full-body examination to ensure that there are no hidden problems."

A year? She was in a coma for a year? That's unbelievable!

Could it be a car accident?

The man seemed to be still recovering. Even as the doctor spoke to him, he kept staring at her, as if he would rush up and kill her if she said anything inappropriate.

A series of melodramatic scenarios flashed through Wen Chu's mind. Perhaps she had known some secret about the other party before the accident, which led to someone secretly sabotaging her. Even though she was in a vegetative state, they still pretended to take care of her and personally watched over her, afraid that she would wake up.

"Doctor," Wen Chu said, "I don't remember anything. Can you tell me what's wrong?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

The man's gaze intensified as he looked at her.

It was as if they were judging whether her words were true or false.

Wen Chu thought to herself, "Sure enough, I have to expose my weaknesses. Otherwise, once the doctor leaves, he might try to mess with me."

The doctor quickly asked, "Do you remember your name and who you are?"

"I don't remember. Could you help me contact my family?"

"You don't remember this one either?" the doctor asked, looking at the man.

"I don't remember," Wen Chu said decisively. "I don't remember anything. Who is he?"

“Mr. Lu is your fiancé,” the nurse next to her couldn’t help but say. “Mr. Lu took meticulous care of you while you were in a coma. You fell from the 16th floor and suffered very serious injuries. We all thought it would be difficult for you to wake up again.”

? ? ?

Wen Chu felt as if a thunderbolt had struck her head.

Falling from a building?

Fiancé?

How old was she to be engaged? She looked at the man in disbelief. Although he was indeed quite handsome, he didn't seem like a nice guy.

Wen Chu couldn't help but imagine a bunch of melodramatic scenarios from before she lost her memory. The moment she made eye contact with this "Mr. Lu," she immediately looked away.

This is absolutely terrifying.

The doctor glanced at the man and said awkwardly, "Miss Wen suffered severe brain damage before, which may have indeed damaged the memory nerves, causing temporary amnesia."

"Let's do a check-up first. I've already had someone notify Mr. Wen. You can try talking to Ms. Wen first, and then bring her to the examination room later."

"This is troublesome." The man finally spoke, nodding slightly to the doctor.

Wen Chu's ears tingled; the person's voice was quite pleasant.

But she still felt threatened, and even felt that her fall was related to this person.

The doctor and nurses went out first, as if deliberately giving them space to talk alone, and Wen Chu didn't have time to stop them.

The atmosphere was suffocating. Wen Chu lay on the bed, her head turned to the side where she couldn't see the other person, unsure of what to do next. She didn't want to say a word to this person before her family arrived, but their gaze followed her relentlessly, as if trying to see right through her.

Unable to bear it any longer, she threw off the covers and got out of bed, intending to go outside to wait. However, her legs hadn't moved for too long, and she immediately went weak and knelt down. The man quickly reached out and helped her up, but Wen Chu quickly dodged his hand after regaining her balance.

"Thank you, but..." Wen Chu was about to say that it would be better not to have any physical contact before I remembered, but the next second she was pulled into someone's arms.

Wen Chu was stunned for a moment. She felt that the other person's body seemed to be trembling slightly, and his breathing was also heavy. The man wanted to use force but did not dare to, restraining himself as if he was afraid of hurting her.

Wen Chu was confused about the situation, but her heart felt inexplicably more uncomfortable and resistant. She tried to push the person away, but couldn't. So she could only try to pat him to remind him, and only then did she manage to break free from his embrace.

She quickly took two steps back to create some distance.

Lu Ming noticed the woman's distant gesture, and lowered his raised hand again. At that moment, he felt that even breathing was painful.

Wen Chu scratched her head: "I... I think there must be some misunderstanding. I don't remember having a fiancé at all. There must be a mistake. Until I remember, it's better if we keep our distance."

The man stared at her intently for a moment, then lowered his head and said sorry.

Wen Chu coughed and asked, "What's your name?"

Lu Ming's Adam's apple bobbed several times. He took a deep breath to suppress the bloodshot in his eyes and replied in a low voice, "Lu Ming."

Upon hearing this name, Wen Chu felt an even stronger unease. Not only did she inexplicably feel like crying, but a fire also surged within her chest.

This person must have done something bad to her.

Wen Chu told the truth: "I'm sorry, I really don't remember."

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Author's Note: Private Marseille! Late again [crying emoji] Rushing to finish my PPT.