h Brother, the hillbilly has bled a lot and seems to have fainted. What do we do!" Ruitian patted Chen Zixuan's pale face. Seeing that Chen Zixuan didn't respond, he also became scared...Although he's..."Heard that, what's all the commotion!" A deep male voice boomed from outside the wooden hut.
Military doctor Could I be in a military hospital This can't be…
He was supposed to be dead! His research base exploded. How could he still be alive
"Young man, what are you thinking You just woke up, lie down first!" It was that deep male voice again.
Who Who's beside me Why can't I see anything
"Who are you" the man in the bed stretched his lips, but said nothing.
What's wrong with me Why can't I speak Didn't I just wake up calling for Xu'er What happened now
"Don't move around too much, you're badly hurt and need to rest." The deep male voice came from beside the bed.
Then a strong pair of hands laid him down on the bed and pulled the covers over him.
With a soldier's sensitivity to his surroundings, the man in bed grabbed the person about to leave.
"Where am I" he mouthed, word by word.
"Are you asking me where this is"
The man in bed nodded.
"This is the Fourth Prince's camp. You should rest here first, I need to report back to the Fourth Prince." The deep voice patted his hand tightly gripping it.
Four Kings Is that some kind of drug trafficking organization Why haven't I heard of this name Why am I here
"Who are you" the man in bed asked again with his lips.
"I'm the military doctor here, my name is Liu. You can call me Doctor Liu." The deep voice spoke slowly.
Dr. Liu Jun Is he the organization's doctor This organization has a doctor It seems this organization is of considerable scale, and its strength should not be underestimated. No, I need to hide my identity and cannot let them know that I am a special forces research and development personnel, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The man on the bed nodded in the direction of the voice and loosened his grip on Dr. Liu's hand.
"Get some rest. In a few days, you'll be able to see and speak again." Dr. Liu left after saying that.
Another footstep echoed through the wooden house.
The man in bed strained to hear the footsteps.
This should be the footsteps of a man, hmm... and a very strong man...
The man in bed was tense, his muscles clenched, his hand gripping the edge of the bed, already on high alert...
"Were you dreaming just now" the voice asked softly, "Don't worry, I was just curious."
The footsteps stopped at the bedside, and did not come any closer.
The man on the bed waited for a while, seeing that the other party had no further actions, he relaxed slightly and nodded in response to the voice.
"I told you so, what did you dream about"
The man in the bed didn't answer.
You probably don't know, you've been in a coma for over a month. Everyone said you wouldn't make it, but you did. And now you're awake. I'm curious what you dreamt about that made you sit up so suddenly.
The man in bed recognized the voice from when he had shouted it upon waking.
"Who are you" the man on the bed asked in sign language.
"Look at me, I forgot you can't talk yet." That voice chuckled goofily. "Everyone calls me Xiao Hai, you can call me Xiao Hai too."
Xia Hai, the man on the bed repeated the name, chewing over the information Xia Hai had just given him.
He's been in a coma for over a month Then why would these people save him Out of kindness That's unlikely, most drug trafficking organizations aren't that kind. Was he saved by an international rescue center But when did the international rescue center have a department called "Four Kings" How come he didn't know...
"What's your name" Xiaohai asked.
The man on the bed thought for a moment, and whispered, “Zhong Yunjie!”
If drug trafficking organizations knew his name, they should know it. It's worth a gamble...
"What" Xiao Hai stared carefully at his lips, but still didn't understand. "I don't read lips."
The man in bed extended his finger and painstakingly wrote out his last name, stroke by stroke.
"Hee hee," Xiao Hai grinned again, his smile as guileless as ever, "I can't read…"
illet... Nowadays, there should be few illiterate people in society. Could he be hiding in a secret base Secret bases are usually located in mountainous areas, but this smell isn't quite right....
Chung Yun-jie sniffed the air carefully. It smelled salty, with a hint of fishy odor. This must be the seaside...
Zhong Yunjie touched the bed he had slept on again. Wood... If this were a mountainous area, the bed would be made of stones instead of wood. Even if it were wood, it wouldn't be this thin…
Where on earth is he
Little Hai saw that the man on the bed wasn't reacting, so he dejectedly said, “Just rest well for now. I'll go make you some medicine.”
Xiao Hai walked with dragging steps...
... Zhong Yunjie on the bed frowned ...
So he's drinking Chinese herbal medicine... Why would it be Chinese herbal medicine Isn't there a convenience store nearby That's so strange...
Zhong Yunjie lay quietly in bed, slowly sifting through the information he had gathered... It didn't seem like there was any useful information...
Zhong Yunjie let out a soft sigh, his mind replaying the scene that had just unfolded...
Just now that dream was so real...
In his dream, Chen Zixuan was surrounded by a group of black-clothed men. She ran desperately, but in the end, the swordsman's blade still slashed across her throat. A lot of blood flowed down her neck, and she fell straight before him...but he couldn't do anything for her...
Zhong Yunjie gritted his teeth, brushing away the sense of powerlessness in his heart...
It's best to just forget about it. People always say that dreams and reality are opposites, especially in modern times. Where would you even find so many black-clad assassins wielding swords And besides, Xu’er hasn't offended anyone. Even if he were being hunted, it would definitely be with guns instead of swords...
Ah... I wonder how Xuan'er is doing. Will she think I'm dead
Hee hee, she'll definitely hide and cry, right And then curse me out one by one, finally holding my photo silently…
Thinking of Chen Zixuan, Zhong Yunjie flashed a faint sweet smile...
"Doctor Liu! Are you here to see the Prince"
"Indeed, military advisor, where is the King"
The lord went to watch the soldiers' training. As an old man, I am weak and sickly and cannot walk, so I didn't go.
"The military advisor is joking. Even without looking, the military advisor knows what the next step will be. Every step in this campaign was within the military advisor's predictions."
"Dr. Liu, don't put a hat on me! Everyone in the army knows your name, Dr. Liu! You're famous for healing people instantly!" Hahahaha..."
Liu Junyi patted the military advisor's shoulder, laughing with glee...
"By the way, are you here to feel the pulse for the lord"
"No..." Liu Junyi glanced around and whispered to the military advisor, "That person... is awake!"
The military advisor chewed on the words of Liu, the army doctor: “That man… him” The military advisor opened his eyes wide, then narrowed them... Minister saw Murong Yue constantly rubbing the token with her fingers, looking thoughtful. He knew she was up to something with the token. He coughed lightly twice, and Murong Yue turned to look at h...