The bright sunshine pours into the window, and tiny floating dust drifts silently.
The gentle afternoon breeze lifts the curtains, and the fragrant scent of post-rain soil infiltrates the room.
Behind the office desk, the doctor in a white coat sighs lightly, "Lu Li, I’m sorry to inform you, but there’s no sign of recovery in your condition."
The black-haired man on the sofa lowers his gaze slightly. The doctor says to another person in the office, "Xixi, please bring Lu Li’s dical records."
The nurse, sporting bizarre heavy makeup and teetering in tight high heels, sways her waist and ankles as she hands a docunt to the doctor.
"Let see... No relatives, no friends visiting..." The doctor casually flips through the dical records.
The pair of deep, unlit eyes lights up with a glimr, "...Where is Anna?"
"Anna?"
The doctor flips through the dical records, from front to end. Putting down the records, he looks at Lu Li with pity, "I’m very sorry, but I must say... There’s no such person in your information."
"Is this Anna soone from your dream?"
Lu Li is stunned by the words, as if he’s lost sothing very important. His eyes gradually fade, losing their color.
His body, his soul seem to die at that mont.
Click—
At this ti, the office door is pushed open from the outside. The figure standing outside is montarily transfixed; the next mont, angrily roars, frightening the sparrows perched outside the window.
"Mu Su! Take off my clothes and get out of the office!"
The "doctor" behind the desk is so frightened that he slips off the chair, the fake mustache stuck to his chin peeling at the edge.
The real doctor, not focused on him, marvels at Lu Li, "When did you wake up? It’s simply a dical miracle, we thought you’d never wake up again..."
"Why say that." The eyes devoid of luster lift.
"Because you’ve been asleep for so long, your cerebral cortex activity is close to a vegetative state—"
Lu Li whispers softly, as if his soul is in another world, "I just had a very long dream..."
"Give back my leg hair..."
The mumbling voice beside interrupts the doctor’s brewing emotions, and he angrily retorts, "Da Vinci! Take off your nurse outfit!"
Da Vinci snatches back the mustache on Mu Su’s face, Mu Su pulls off the wig on Da Vinci’s sparse head, then looks at the doctor in shock, "Doctor, are you playing this big?"
"No way!" Da Vinci clutches his chest.
Words from the doctor that make blood pressure rise are tolerated, "Why not?"
"I’m not wearing anything..."
The doctor’s forehead veins pop.
"Wen Xi is truly a fierce general." Mu Su gives a thumbs up.
"How do you dare to speak about others? Have you taken your dicine!" The doctor’s anger shifts target.
"I have."
"I think you’re having an episode!"
"Do you dare to assu my health?"
Just as the doctor prepares to press the alarm to have the security guard drag these two patients out, a loud thud breaks up their quarrel.
Lu Li has fallen off the sofa.
...
Not knowing how much ti has passed, Lu Li gradually awakes.
Two faces blocking the ceiling co into view.
"You’re awake?" says the bald face.
"How long have I slept."
"It’s now 2438, our world is teetering under the threat of alien civilizations. Wake up, Child of Destiny, only you can save human civilization," says the pale face.
The bald face lifts up, "Hey buddy, drop that damn strange tone."
The pale face confronts him, "Or what? You gonna kick my butt with your boots?"
The confronting heads push together, dandruff falls like snow.
"Where am I."
Dust-covered mories flood into his mind, replacing the few remaining illusions.
"Martian Basin."
"Huilongguan ntal Hospital."
Mu Su and Da Vinci’s voices call out simultaneously.
Click—
Outside, the nurse walks into the hospital room with dical equipnt.
"You’ve slept a whole day again, if you didn’t wake up, we were about to call an ambulance."
Lu Li quietly watches the scars burned under the nurse’s eyelids, as if they were left from a big fire.
"Isn’t this a hospital?" Mu Su retorts while facing Da Vinci.
The nurse wraps the blood pressure monitor around Lu Li’s arm, continuously gripping to fill with air. Quietly listening for a mont, she removes the stethoscope, "Blood pressure 80, 120, sit up."
Lu Li cooperates by sitting up, the nurse places a pillow upright behind him.
"What’s the ti now?"
"Sixteenth."
"Which month?"
"June."
"Empty your mind, don’t think too much." The nurse tenderly pats Lu Li’s head.
"Why."
"To prevent personality splits or ntal disorders, open your mouth." The nurse places the thermoter in Lu Li’s mouth, "Hold it, I’ll co back in three minutes."
The nurse passes by Mu Su and Da Vinci, leaving the hospital room.
"She’s gone."
Lu Li bites the thermoter and speaks to the two standing against the wall.
Mu Su scoots his chair over to the bedside, enticingly says, "Heard the liquid inside the thermoter is honey, try biting it."
Lu Li ignores Mu Su’s persuasion, quietly waiting for the nurse to return to the room.
Squeak—
Before the three minutes pass, a head squeezes the ajar door open, bandaged hands clutching the door gap.
"I heard the nurse say you woke up." The girl protruding her head is brimming with energy, a band-aid pasted on her nose bridge, "Go big brother, you can surely reunite with Anna!"
"...?"
Lu Li’s puzzled gaze shifts toward Mu Su.
"I told her the story of you and Anna." Mu Su shyly scratches his back head, "She’s now a fan of your and Anna’s CP."
"My mom ca to see , goodbye!"
The girl turns and leaves, Da Vinci goes to close the door.
Bang—
Just then, the door is pushed open from outside, colliding with Da Vinci’s forehead, he falls backward, the doctor and nurse outside glance down, then collectively circumvent him.
The doctor takes out the thermoter, shakes it, then carefully looks, "36.7 degrees." The nearby nurse maneuvers Mu Su and Da Vinci’s collars to give the doctor space.
"Mu Su told your mory is sowhat chaotic," the doctor asks with concern, "can you still rember things from before?"
"I only rember what I rember."
"What was your previous occupation?"
"Detective."
"How long have you stayed in the hospital?"
"24 years..." Thoughts awaken from chaotic mories, Lu Li corrects, "Not even 24 days."
Consecutively asked so common knowledge questions Lu Li couldn’t possibly not know, also examined Lu Li’s body. Other than the long ti spent bedridden causing muscle atrophy and sowhat sickly pale skin, Lu Li’s condition is quite good.
The doctor rather gratifyingly comforts Lu Li, "According to Irish law, you guys were just acting in self-defense, Anna was only sentenced to twenty-four months, you don’t have to burden yourself so much..."
Lu Li’s silence avoids this topic.
"Is there anything you want to do?" The doctor continues asking him.
At this mont, the quiet black eyes lift up, transparent and clear under the sunshine.
"I want to go out for a walk."
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