Yes, he remembered that he was hit by a car. He was probably sent to the hospital by a kind-hearted person who called 120.
Thinking of this, Ji Huaichuan moved his hands...but couldn't lift them up. His body felt very heavy, as if it wasn't his own.
Suddenly, Ji Huaichuan's upper body was slowly lifted up. It turned out that Zhang Qiling was shaking the bed.
Ji Huaichuan looked at the man in front of him who was dressed in black, wearing a hat, and carrying a toy knife on his back. The outfit looked very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere. Ji Huaichuan thought about it carefully again, and an idea flashed in his mind!
"Are you a fan of "The Lost Tomb: A Trap"?!"
Zhang Qiling didn't understand.
Seeing Zhang Qiling's puzzled expression, Ji Huaichuan continued, "It's 'The Lost Pen'. You're dressed exactly like the protagonist in it. How dare you say you're not a book fan?"
"I'm Zhang Qiling." Zhang Qiling said with a frown.
Ji Huaichuan disagreed. "Ah, another one obsessed with reading novels. But thank you for sending me to the hospital. I'll have someone transfer the total amount to you."
Zhang Qiling realized that something was wrong and was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, so he nodded in agreement with Ji Huaichuan.
After a while, Ji Huaichuan asked Zhang Qiling for his card number. Zhang Qiling blinked and whispered, "I don't have a card..."
"Is that so... Then I'll just give you the card directly." A hint of inquiry flashed across Ji Huaichuan's eyes, but he didn't say much.
About two hours later, a man in a suit entered the ward, walked to the bed and handed Ji Huaichuan a golden card. Ji Huaichuan took it, flipped it over, and handed it to Zhang Qiling.
"The password for this card is six zeros, which is easier to remember. Take it and I'll return your fee. As for the extra money in it, consider it your reward for bringing me to the hospital."
Zhang Qiling paused, slowly took the bank card and held it in his hand. Ji Huaichuan no longer paid attention to Zhang Qiling. After explaining the matter to the man in the suit, he asked the man in the suit to help him with the transfer procedures.
Hearing this, Zhang Qiling suddenly looked up at Ji Huaichuan. Ji Huaichuan seemed to sense Zhang Qiling's gaze, turned his head to look at Zhang Qiling, and smiled politely.
Zhang Qiling didn't want to be polite to strangers. This was not his moon. Zhang Qiling got up and left the ward.
As I walked out, I heard a tiny voice saying, "Sir, does that person need any further treatment?"
"No need. That person has been waiting here all this time. He just wants to be paid. Just give him the money. If he is greedy, we can find someone else to quietly deal with him."
This voice made Zhang Qiling feel unfamiliar. After leaving the hospital, Zhang Qiling couldn't understand why the Lost Array would set up this scene for him. Was it to let him go on purpose or did it have other purposes?
From the few words in the ward just now, Zhang Qiling could hear that Ji Huaichuan's identity and status this time were different from before. He was powerful and influential. If he left like this, it would be extremely difficult to see Ji Huaichuan again.
After thinking for a moment, Zhang Qiling made an immature decision.
When Ji Huaichuan was pushed out of the hospital in a wheelchair by the man in a suit, he saw a person lying not far from their car. He looked pale and not in good condition.
Ji Huaichuan raised his hand to signal the man in the suit to go over and check. After a while, the man in the suit came back and said, "Sir, it's the man from before."
Ji Huaichuan sank his eyes and said softly, "Send him to the hospital first, and then to the central hospital."
The man in the suit nodded, stepped forward to help Zhang Qiling up and carried him to the hospital behind him. After the doctor examined him, he looked at him with a clear look and said, "It's nothing serious. This young man is a little weak. Just give him an IV drip."
The man in the suit paid the money and watched the nurse hang up the drip on Zhang Qiling before turning around and leaving. As soon as the man in the suit left, Zhang Qiling opened his eyes.
The doctor sitting next to him smiled and said, "I've seen a lot of you youngsters, all trying to get girls by using all sorts of self-torture tactics. You've been sent here, right? Okay, they're almost gone. I'll remove the needle for you, and go after them quickly."
When Zhang Qiling went out, the car was nowhere to be seen. He still remembered that Ji Huaichuan said he was going to the Central Hospital, but he didn't know where it was.
After some effort, Zhang Qiling arrived at the Central Hospital and saw Ji Huaichuan's car outside the hospital. Zhang Qiling pinched the card in his shirt pocket and walked into the hospital.
After asking, he found the ward where Ji Huaichuan was. There was no one guarding outside and no one in the corridor. Zhang Qiling walked to the door and knocked, and a pleasant voice came from inside.
"Come in"
Zhang Qiling pushed open the door. The young man on the hospital bed looked up at him with a hint of teasing in his eyes. "As expected, you followed me."
Zhang Qiling didn't say anything and stood quietly at the door. He had almost figured out the first two illusions. The timing for him to break through the illusion was related to Ji Huaichuan himself.
Although Ji Huaichuan felt comfortable in the first two illusions, he had the idea of escaping, so he had the opportunity to break the illusion. But in this illusion, Ji Huaichuan seemed to have returned to his comfort zone and had no idea of escaping at all. In this way, Zhang Qiling could not find the flaws in the illusion to break the formation.
Ji Huaichuan looked at the person standing stupidly at the door, a little puzzled, "Come and sit down. You followed me all the way here just to stand guard at my ward door, right?"
Zhang Qiling nodded.
Seeing this, Ji Huaichuan laughed out loud, "Sir, don't blame me for thinking too much. You and I have no relationship at all, yet you insist on staying by my side. It's hard not to make me misunderstand. Do you have any intentions towards me?"
"Zhang Qiling, my name." Zhang Qiling did not answer Ji Huaichuan's words, but spoke to himself.
"That's quite a coincidence. You share the same name as a character in a novel." Ji Huaichuan didn't believe it at all. He leaned back on the bed, closed his eyes, and continued, "Tell me what your purpose is in approaching me. If you want money, tell me the amount and I'll have my assistant transfer it to your card. As for the rest, I don't think I can get anything from you."
Zhang Qiling was silent for a moment, then said, "I don't want money."
Ji Huaichuan opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Qiling, "You don't want money? Then what do you want? A person? My partner, sir?
I heard about what happened before. You pretended to be my partner and signed the consent form for my surgery. Although I am very grateful to you, I don't understand why you thought of using the fact that I am your partner as an excuse to sign it.
Facing Ji Huaichuan's questioning, Zhang Qiling said softly: "We have been married before."
Now it was Ji Huaichuan's turn to be dumbfounded. "What did you say? When did it happen? Where?"
"The tenth year of the Republic of China, winter, Yunding Palace." Zhang Qiling answered one by one.
"The tenth year of the Republic of China... the tenth year... 1921?! Sir, do you know what year it is now? 2030, a full 109 years apart from 1921, are you kidding me?" Ji Huaichuan thought this person was mentally ill.
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