Chapter 179 Yu Family

The first thing Han saw when he woke up was the salty white snow on the treetops outside the window. He was dazed for a moment, until Zhan Xiangchen brought a group of medical staff to surround him and began to examine him, and then he gradually came to his senses.

"... Jiang Wu."

His voice was hoarse and low, but everyone paused and no one answered him.

His heart sank, and Han Zhong slowly curled up his fingers, "...Where is he?"

"Next door." Zhan Xiangchen pursed his lips and said vaguely, "...He hasn't woken up yet. Please cooperate with us to draw blood and take a look - Hey! Don't!"

Before he could finish his words, Han Zhong pulled out the IV drip in his hand, threw off the quilt and got out of bed. Zhan Xiangchen looked at the blood gushing out of his hand with such fright that his eyes almost popped out. This was the blood he had saved with such great difficulty!

"President Han——"

Before he could stop the person, Han Zhong had already stumbled out of the ward.

The ward next door was very quiet, with only a nurse preparing nutrient solution. When she saw Han Zhong coming in, she panicked subconsciously, "Han..."

"What's wrong with him?" Han Zhong asked softly, looking at the young man lying quietly on the hospital bed.

The nurse was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked at Zhan Xiangchen who had followed her outside the door. Seeing that Zhan Xiangchen had no reaction, she replied, "He's fine, he's just... sleeping all the time."

"…What do you mean?"

What does it mean to be sleeping all the time?

The nurse didn't know how to answer and could only reply officially, "The clinical diagnosis is a vegetative state."

The room was silent for a moment. Han Zhong slowly raised his head and looked at the nurse without any expression on his face. "Are you kidding me?"

His expression was so frightening that the nurse's eyes turned red. She pursed her lips and looked at Zhan Xiangchen for help. Zhan Xiangchen raised his head in pain and motioned her to go first.

The young nurse hurried out of the ward.

Zhan Xiangchen licked his lips. To be honest, he didn't dare to go up and say it. Although he often complained that Han Zhong was a domineering boss who would let everyone be buried with him, in fact, Han Zhong had always been respectful to them, the medical staff. Even if he was worried and nervous, he had never been cold to them. This was the first time he showed such an expression.

"The gunshot wound on his hand is not serious, but he is unconscious. The hospital has not yet found out the cause of his illness."

Han Zhong looked at Zhan Xiangchen expressionlessly. "The group invests nearly 200 million yuan in research and development every year. Hualing should have the most advanced medical technology in the country. Now you tell me that you can't find the cause of the disease?"

His expressionless questioning was so oppressive that Zhan Xiangchen could not bear it for a moment and began to sweat on his back. "Theoretically, Hualing does have the most advanced medical technology in the country, but... Mr. Jiang's health is too poor."

Han Zhong's calm eyes moved, "What do you mean?"

"According to common sense, at his age, his cell activity should be very high, and his body's ability to recover and heal should also be very strong. However, his body is just the opposite. His cell activity is low, his regeneration ability is also very low, and his ability to recover from epidermal injuries is also very low. It's like... it's like..."

Zhan Xiangchen couldn't find the right words to describe it, and finally racked his brains to say, "It's like a freshly dead body."

Han Zhong's eyes trembled suddenly, and he suddenly remembered something that he had ignored for a long time.

Jiang Wu said that he was reborn through the body of actor Jiang Wu. So where did the original Jiang Wu go, and how did Jiang Wu take over his body?

Great panic surged in his heart. Han Zhong slowly turned around and looked at the person lying on the bed. That face was still beautiful without any flaws, even clean to the point of being transparent in the sunlight. A pair of slightly raised eyes were quietly closed, as peaceful as if she was having a beautiful dream. She looked no different from when she fell asleep in his arms before, as if she would open her eyes and look at him in the next second, but the white hair mixed in the long black hair revealed the true condition of its owner.

He might never wake up. This thought appeared silently in Han Zhong's mind. In an instant, he felt that everything in front of him became blurred and his whole body swayed.

Everyone's faces changed color. Rong Anzhou immediately went forward to help him, but he saw the bleeding needle holes on his hands. The worry and tension in his heart immediately turned into anger, "Are you going to commit suicide for love if you don't lie down properly?"

“…”

Zhan Xiangchen's eyes went dark when he heard this. He thought to himself, "Just shut up. He can't stand it anymore. Are you saying this because you're afraid he won't commit suicide for love?"

Fortunately, Han Zhong did not really faint. Instead, he grabbed Rong Anzhou and said anxiously as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw, "... Zhou Yannan, go find Zhou Yannan!"

"…I did." Rong An said reluctantly, "He said he couldn't save him."

Han Zhong did not let go of his hand, but said in a daze, "Then go to Qingyang Temple and find Bai Xianling."

Rong Anzhou thought for a long time before he remembered who Bai Xianling was. He couldn't help but have a headache. He felt that his brother was so anxious that he actually started to ask for help from a charlatan. Bai Xianling was old and seriously ill. It was Jiang Wu who cured him. How could he have the ability to save Jiang Wu?

However, looking at Han Zhong's almost obsessive gaze, he swallowed back his refusal and said, "...I'll send someone to pick him up right now."

No one could fool Han Zhong, least of all Rong Anzhou, so he turned around and handed the man to Zhan Xiangchen, preparing to drive to Qingming Mountain himself. However, he was stunned as soon as he turned around.

"……uncle?"

Han Yun stood at the door with a thermos in his hand. He was only wearing a white shirt with a wrinkled collar and dark circles under his eyes. His face was clearly haggard. However, when he saw Han Zhong who had finally woken up, he just said calmly, "Your mother asked me to make some soup. She thought you had been working overtime recently and asked you to take care of yourself."

Han Zhong looked at the face at the door that looked 70% like himself, and asked slowly, "Have you heard of the name Yu Gaoyang?"

Everyone in the room was stunned. Who is Yu Gaoyang?

Rong Anzhou thought about it and realized that he had never seen a family with the surname Yu since he was a child. Just when he thought it was another Taoist charlatan, he heard Han Yun reply calmly, "Yeah."

Han Zhong's heart suddenly trembled, and for a moment he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

But Han Yun seemed to know what he was going to ask. He handed his coat to the driver Lao Zhong behind him and then looked at the other people in the ward. "We have something to say. Please step aside for a moment."

Zhan Xiangchen naturally would not refuse, and quickly led the medical team out.

Han Yun looked at Rong Anzhou who was standing beside him. Rong Anzhou was stunned and asked, "I will avoid him too?"

Han Yun said nothing and agreed.

Rong Anzhou looked at Han Zhong, then at Han Yun, and suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart. He didn't want to leave, but he had no choice but to leave, so he could only leave the ward, looking back every few steps.

The door was closed. Han Yun walked to the bedside, looked at the person lying on the bed, and slowly spoke, "Our branch is considered the main branch of the Han family. We are known as a century-old family, but in fact, most of the Han family have forgotten what their ancestors' surnames were."

“Why?”

“Because it has been changed too many times.”

Han Yun's voice was a little tired, but he was still unhurried, as if he was telling an ancient story. "From the Great Zhou Dynasty to the Eastern and Western Ye, the Southern Li and Northern Yuan, we have been wandering for more than a thousand years. We have changed countless surnames and moved countless places of residence, and finally settled in Linhai."

"But the first page of the family tree has never been changed. It still has Yu Gaoyang's name on it." Han Yun raised his wrinkled eyes. "Yu Gaoyang, the commander of the Shenwu Guard, was one of the confidants of Emperor Zhaowu of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and his name was recorded in history books. He was indeed impressive. Even though he had been hiding for so many years, he never thought of erasing his name on the first page. He was blessed by good fortune, but also avoided the disasters brought about by the mistakes made by his ancestors."

"…What disaster?"

"It's a curse, a curse in our blood." Han Yun paused and continued, "Our ancestors promised eternal loyalty, but they betrayed their masters."

"He betrayed Emperor Zhaowu."

"more than."

Han Yun looked at the young man lying on the hospital bed and said, "He also destroyed Emperor Zhaowu's most precious treasure."

"The precious treasure he mentioned, hidden in a tower as high as the sky, is the source of the power that grants Emperor Zhaowu immortality, and is also the thing Emperor Zhaowu treasures most in his life."

"But his ancestors betrayed him and burned down the tower, tricked the people inside out, nailed them to the tower with swords, and shed the golden blood of the gods all over their bodies, trying to drink the blood to gain immortality and replace Yan Zhou."