It was two days later when he woke up again, and Lu Lingxi had become Lu Lingxi. This sentence sounds weird, but the truth is even weirder than this sentence.
Lu Lingxi didn't know what happened. After the operation, he was no longer the young grandson of the Zhongjing Lu family, Lu Lingxi. Instead, he appeared inexplicably in Fengcheng and became Lu Lingxi, the son of the woman he had met two days ago.
When Lu Lingxi first discovered this fact, he was really surprised for a long time. His body was no longer the body he was familiar with. It was no longer pale and thin in the past. The new body was full of vigor and vitality. The only thing that could be found in the past was his face. The two faces were vaguely similar, but the current face was more delicate and beautiful, and more of the mother's appearance could be seen in this body.
Lu Lingxi heard from the doctor that his surgery had created a miracle. He once lost his vital signs during the operation, but a miracle happened. His heart successfully beat again after stopping for more than ten seconds. He thought, maybe it was not a miracle created by the operation at all, but a mysterious miracle in the dark. When the heart of this body beat again, the person in the body was no longer the original Lu Lingxi, but him. What about the original owner of this body? Did he die? Or did he enter a strange body like him, a body that originally belonged to him?
The latter thought made Lu Lingxi feel uneasy. Not only was the idea too weird, he had never heard of anything like this happening, but more importantly, his current body was much healthier than before, which made him feel inexplicably guilty. He imagined that the boy he had never met woke up in his body, and faced with a body that had just undergone surgery and was incomplete, how panicked he would be?
Lu Lingxi felt that he needed to find a way to contact his family. If the other person was really in his body, he would find a way to exchange bodies with the other person. The other person was not him. They each had their own life trajectories. He could not replace the other person's existence without authorization, and he could not selfishly let the other person replace his existence. Even though that was the existence he subconsciously wanted to escape from...
All kinds of random thoughts flashed through Lu Lingxi's mind. He didn't say a word, just lying quietly on the bed. In the past, he was the youngest child in the Lu family. Because of his special situation, he had no playmates. After years of being alone, he gradually developed a quiet personality. Now that he has changed to an unfamiliar environment, he doesn't know what to say.
"Doctor, what happened to my son? He doesn't remember anything. Didn't you say the operation was a success?"
"The patient received a severe blow to the head before, which may have had some impact on the nerve center. This is not a big problem and will be fine after a period of rest."
"He doesn't even recognize me, and that's not a big problem? What is a big problem? Is your hospital any good?"
The doctor was helpless: "The patient's current problem is commonly known as amnesia. If you want the patient to remember as soon as possible, it is best to tell him more about things he is familiar with, which will help him recover his memory."
"real?"
"real!"
The conversation outside the door came to an end, and Wang Shuxiu walked in swaying in a light red low-cut miniskirt and ten-centimeter high heels.
"Did you hear that, you little bastard? Now you know who I am."
Wang Shuxiu sat down next to Lu Lingxi. Lu Lingxi looked at her quietly without saying anything.
"You..." Wang Shuxiu raised her hand habitually, and halfway through slapping him, she remembered that she couldn't hit him on the head. She turned in mid-air and slapped him on the bed, pounding it angrily, "I really owe you. You're just as much of a bastard as your damn dad."
In the past 18 years, Lu Lingxi had almost never heard anyone swear. Occasionally he would see some on TV or in books, but this was the first time he had seen a mother swearing at her son like this. But for some reason, although Wang Shuxiu's tone was rude, Lu Lingxi felt that beneath her rude tone was a cover-up of her concern for this body.
Lu Lingxi's eyes were too clear, and he looked at Wang Shuxiu innocently. Wang Shuxiu swallowed the words "little bastard" when they came to her lips, and changed them to "Are you hungry?"
Lu Lingxi nodded awkwardly. He hadn't eaten for nearly a week and he was really a little hungry.
Wang Shuxiu took a thermos cup from the side, opened it and poured out a bowl of chicken soup. When Lu Lingxi was unconscious before, he didn't need to eat, he just needed intravenous drips. Now that he is awake, intravenous drips alone are not enough, and nutrition must keep up. The freshly poured chicken soup was still a little hot. Wang Shuxiu stirred it with a spoon and complained in a low voice as usual: "I can't sleep at night because of work, so I rely on a little sleep in the morning. Now I can't sleep in the morning, and I have to bring you food every day. If you dare to be unfilial in the future, I will find someone to break your legs."
Although she complained a lot, her hands did not slow down at all. After letting a spoonful of soup cool down, she carefully fed it to Lu Lingxi's mouth.
Lu Lingxi cooperated and took a sip of the soup, and whispered, "Thank you."
Wang Shuxiu held up the spoon and looked at Lu Lingxi strangely. When did the little bastard become so sensible? But she changed her mind and thought that Lu Lingxi had lost his memory and was now like a blank sheet of paper. She said that her son was smart and sensible when he was young, but he was led astray by that old bastard. So it seems that losing memory is not a bad thing.
Lu Lingxi finished his soup spoonful by spoonful, and was just wondering how to tell Wang Shuxiu that he wanted to make a phone call. The door of the ward was pushed open, and two policemen followed a tall man and an old man walked in, heading straight for his bed.
When Lu Lingxi saw the man's appearance clearly, he opened his eyes wide in surprise. Doctor Su, why is he here?
The doctor Su mentioned by Lu Lingxi is Su Lang, one of Lu Weian's former doctors. In the past, Lu Lingxi often stayed in the hospital with Lu Weian, and got to know Su Lang. Su Lang took good care of Lu Lingxi. To some extent, he sympathized with Lu Lingxi's situation, but as a doctor, he could not say anything to blame the Lu family. All he could do was to quietly comfort this boy who was very quiet most of the time after Lu Lingxi had his bone marrow punctures done again and again.
Compared to Lu Lingxi's surprise, Su Lang was even more surprised to see him. He was in Zhongjing dealing with his resignation when he suddenly received a call from home. Grandpa Su encountered a fight between a group of hooligans while doing morning exercises outside, and was accidentally dragged into it and injured. When he hurried back to Fengcheng, he heard from the police that the gang of hooligans had all escaped, leaving only one seriously injured person in the hospital, who seemed to be named Lu Lingxi.
This name brought back memories that Su Lang didn't want to think about. He originally thought that the gangster the police were talking about just had the same name as the boy in his memory, but he didn't expect that the boy in front of him even looked a bit like Lu Lingxi in his memory, except that the boy in front of him looked more stunning.
Su Lang's surprise lasted only a moment, and the police had already walked to Lu Lingxi's side. "Awake?"
They had come when Lu Lingxi was first sent to the hospital. At that time, Lu Lingxi was still a non-mainstream teenager with yellow hair. Perhaps to facilitate the hospital's examination, the boy's yellow hair was shaved clean, leaving only a short crew cut. The colorful makeup on his face was washed off. With a clean face and a face that resembled his mother, he was indeed a handsome boy. The police's serious expression unconsciously relaxed, and he smiled at him kindly.
Wang Shuxiu had put down her bowl when the police came in, and stood in front of Lu Lingxi with her hands on her hips like an old hen protecting her cubs.
"Why are you here again? Didn't I say that the one who beat up the old man wasn't my son? My son almost died, what's the point of you coming here several times? Can the police bully people? Are you bullying us, an orphan and a widow, because we don't have a man around us?"
Once Wang Shuxiu started throwing a tantrum, the police couldn't do anything to her. They had already felt Wang Shuxiu's power before, so they said in a gentle voice: "It was a misunderstanding before. We found the surveillance video of the park. It wasn't your son who injured Mr. Su. We just wanted to ask him about the situation."
"Ask about the situation? What do you mean? My son has lost his memory and doesn't know anything."
"Amnesia?" the policeman asked in surprise.
Wang Shuxiu rolled her eyes in annoyance. "My son was hit on the head by such a big brick. He bled so much that he almost died. If you don't believe me, go ask a doctor. Go ahead!"
The two policemen looked at each other and smiled bitterly. They came here to clear Lu Lingxi of suspicion and to identify the people in the video. Now that Lu Lingxi has lost his memory, there is no hope for him. Since they couldn't get anything out of him, the two policemen didn't stay any longer. Instead, Su Lang helped Mr. Su stay in the hospital.
"What are you going to do?" Wang Shuxiu asked vigilantly.
Mr. Su smiled good-naturedly: "I came here to thank this young man. I saw in the surveillance video that this young man helped me, otherwise his brick would have fallen on my head."
He was kind, and Wang Shuxiu didn't want to chase them away, so she let them stay in the ward and went outside with her thermos cup to wash the dishes.
As soon as Wang Shuxiu left, Lu Lingxi looked at Su Lang and lowered his head. He knew that Su Lang would know the condition of his original body, but he couldn't ask, and he couldn't explain how he knew it. Even though he didn't understand the ways of the world, he knew that the idea of changing bodies was too inexplicable. Whether Su Lang believed it or not was up to him, and he might have to be transferred from the hospital to a mental hospital.
Lu Lingxi didn't say anything, and Grandpa Su poked Su Lang, signaling him to speak first. They were both young, so it was easy for them to get closer.
Su Lang received the hint from Grandpa Su, and finally regained his consciousness after seeing Lu Lingxi. Perhaps because Lu Lingxi's half-lying posture was too similar to the boy in his memory, Su Lang said, "I know a friend, his name is also Lu Lingxi."
Lu Lingxi's heart moved, he raised his head and whispered, "Really?"
Su Lang nodded hesitantly. He didn't know why he brought up this topic, but it seemed a little too late to regret it.
Lu Lingxi hesitated for a few seconds, but couldn't help asking, "How is he now?" Realizing the inappropriateness of this question, Lu Lingxi explained in a disguised way, "I'm talking about your friend who has the same name as me. What does he do?"
Su Lang looked slightly sad, and whispered, "He passed away just a few days ago."
"Dead?" Lu Lingxi couldn't explain how he felt when he heard the news. He subconsciously asked, "How did he die?"
Su Lang was silent for a few seconds, then slowly said, "He had an operation a few days ago, but his spleen ruptured and he bled profusely during the operation and he couldn't be saved."
Spleen ruptured and bleeding... So he was already dead? Lu Lingxi thought blankly. He thought he had exchanged bodies with the owner of this body. It turned out that he was dead and came back to life in this body. Lu Lingxi couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. It seemed that he was sad, but there was a hint of relief besides the sadness.
He remembered what his father said, "For the last time..."
Although he didn't say anything when his father said that, he actually had hope in his heart. From childhood to adulthood, he was taught that he was the only one who could save his brother, and that his existence was for his brother. For his brother, he donated his umbilical cord blood when he was born. For his brother, he lay on the operating table several times and endured the severe pain to undergo bone marrow puncture. For his brother, he didn't go to school, didn't make friends, and just stayed quietly at home. For his brother...
He knew he shouldn't complain, his life was given by his parents, and the reason he existed was because his brother needed him. But in the dead of night, when he couldn't sleep because of the pain after the bone marrow puncture, when he couldn't go out to school and had to watch his neighbors go to school alone, he would occasionally think that he hated this kind of life and wanted to get rid of his family and his brother.
Every time he saw his brother struggling to survive and smiling at him, he would feel ashamed of his selfish thoughts at that moment. He felt very conflicted. On the one hand, he agreed that he should save his brother, but on the other hand, he was really too tired. He couldn't remember how many times his brother had been hospitalized since he was a child because of his illness, especially when he and his brother were lying weakly on the hospital bed at the same time, his mother's eyes were always only on his brother.
Now that he is dead and has sacrificed his life, can we say that he no longer owes his parents anything? He has finally repaid them for the kindness they showed him in giving him life and raising him.
Lu Lingxi remained silent. Grandpa Su glared at Su Lang in dissatisfaction. How could you tell such things to a patient? Someone with the same name and surname died after a failed operation. Isn't this just a scare? Look, the young man is frightened, right?
Su Lang smiled bitterly in silence. He tried to change the subject to a lighter one. The boy on the bed raised his head and asked the last question.
"Your friend died. Are his family members sad?"
The author has something to say: Seeing some relatives questioning the reactions of Lu Lingxi’s parents in his previous life, I would like to explain a little.
Firstly, if the couple's first child has a blood disease such as leukemia, as long as they are young and can have children, the doctor's advice is basically to have another child. The possibility of matching between siblings is the highest. In this case, it is really hard to say what the parents are thinking. Since both are their own children, they definitely want to save both. Everyone may choose to do their best to save the eldest child while ensuring that the second child is fine. Moreover, when the eldest child is sick, the parents will subconsciously pay more attention to him. People sympathize with the weak, and the second child subconsciously exists to save the first one.
Secondly, the reaction of Lu Lingxi's parents in his previous life was a little too much, especially the mother. There is a reason for this, which will be discussed later. As an author who loves melodrama, you must give me the opportunity to spread melodrama~
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