Outside the window, a few sparrows fell on the branches, chirping for a few times, playing and playing. The sunlight penetrated the leaves and shone into the room from the window, casting light spots of various shapes on the bed and the ground. The ward was filled with the smell of disinfectant water, and on the bed, a figure lay on it. His breathing was calm, as if he was sleeping soundly.

The atmosphere in the ward is quiet and harmonious.

Wang Yao slowly opened his eyes, his godless black pupils slowly contracted, and everything in his sight gradually became clearer from blur.

The pure white ceiling, disinfectant water in the air, hanging bottles, fruits on the bedside table. The sunlight outside the window was sprinkled on the quilt, making his whole body feel warm. As he woke up, his body's perception of the outside world gradually recovered.

"I'm... in the hospital?" Wang Yao sat up and rubbed the back of his head in pain, feeling sore and weak all over. He glanced left and right, and picked up the folder placed on the bedside table. A medical record fell from the gap in the paper and fell on his legs. Wang Yao picked it up and glanced, and his expression became astonished.

Name: Wang Yao

Gender: Male

Hospitalization number: 10036

Symptoms: Severe craniocerebral injury (vegetative)

"Vegetative? Me? How is it possible?" Wang Yao was puzzled and suddenly remembered something. He subconsciously slapped the back of his head and then gasped in pain.

"Halena!"

Thinking of Harlena, a lot of memories poured into Wang Yao's mind who had just woken up and was a little confused. He quickly threw away the inexplicable medical record and lifted the quilt, but he found that he was not covering the quilt, but his body was penetrated into the quilt.

Before he could even wonder about this, Wang Yao crawled out of bed in a hurry, and ran to the door barefoot without even taking care of his shoes. He didn't know how long he had been in a coma in the hospital, but I hope it would be too late.

Before he could forcefully put his hand on the door, the door suddenly opened. A petite female nurse stood in front of the door, staring at Wang Yao for several seconds, then looked like she was seeing a ghost, turned her head and shouted in the corridor.

"Vice Dean! The patient of 302 has been found!"

A burst of rapid footsteps came from far to near, and a bald middle-aged man appeared at the door. He was wearing a suit and a white coat outside. It was difficult for him to wear such a thicker season.

"Where did you go just now?" The vice president breathed a sigh of relief, his expression becoming a little confused. An hour ago, the nurse informed him that a patient had disappeared, and the patient was still a vegetable. At first he thought it was a joke, but when he arrived at the ward, he found that the person was really gone. He hurried to the guard department to retrieve the video. What's strange is that no one had come in except for the nurse's rounds, and no one had ever gone out.

This matter is not small. A vegetable man who has no ability to act and has no response to the outside world will disappear in the ward. If it is exposed by the media, the hospital will accumulate a good reputation for more than ten years.

Wang Yao was more confused than him: "Where did I go? Didn't I just wake up?"

"Don't you know?" The vice president thought he was unwilling to admit it, so he told him the process. His tone was quite annoyed. He became a vegetative person and woke up after being unconscious for more than a month. This was a happy thing. But the person who didn't say a word left and couldn't find him. Moreover, his body was so dirty that he had lost his shirt. I don't know where he went and made it so dirty.

After listening to the complete process, Wang Yao frowned. He asked, "When did you find out that I was missing?"

"It was when you checked the rounds and found that you disappeared. It was 13 o'clock." The petite female nurse looked at her phone. "It's 14 o'clock now."

In less than two hours... Wang Yao vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"I'm in China, right?"

"Uh..." the nurse was stunned.

"How many days are today?"

"May 16th." This time, the vice president answered.

Wang Yao didn't react and blinked dryly: "What did you say?"

"On May 16, 2013, Xi took over Hu as president two months ago"

Wang Yao's head was buzzing. It was July inside, and he was in a coma... 10 months?!

No, it's not right. It's impossible. It's definitely not long ago. The bag on the back of the head is still swollen, so how could it be 10 months ago? In that case, Harena nervously said the wrong day? It's impossible. It's possible to remember the wrong day, but the month cannot be wrong.

In fact, that was just a dream? Wang Yao denied it instantly. Not to mention whether he could distinguish between dreams and reality, the clothes on his body were enough to prove it.

"Can you tell me when I was hospitalized?"

"Wait." The nurse walked past Wang Yao, picked up the folder on the cabinet and flipped through it. "You sent it on April 4th."

"The days are really unlucky." Wang Yao couldn't help but rub his temples, and it was even more chaotic. The time and place were all inconsistent.

A sensation of dizziness came, and Wang Yao staggered a few steps, and sat back to the hospital bed with the help of the nurse who was quickly supported by his eyes and hands.

The vice president noticed that Wang Yao's condition was not stable, so he stopped asking. Just find him. So he spoke out: "You have a brain injury and have been in a coma for more than a month. I just woke up today, and my memory may be a little confused. Let's go and rest first."

More than just confusion? He couldn't remember any memories of himself.

"Probably," Wang Yao said, and this reason made sense. "Can I be discharged from the hospital now?"

"Uh, it's best not to do it. You just woke up and your body has not recovered yet, so you have a few more cultivation... Okay, but I suggest you have a comprehensive physical examination." Under Wang Yao's request, the vice president agreed to his discharge request. The hospital's actions were very fast, and the results were found after the examination. Except for the long-term bed rest and no exercise, there was no other serious injury.

Wang Yao mentioned the incident of amnesia, and the doctor said that the possibility of recovery was not high. However, it was not ruled out that there was a possibility of recovery. At the same time, he reminded Wang Yao to eat less, ban meat, and not to eat too much at once. At the same time, he asked curiously how the bag on the back of his head came from.

Wang Yao said he was not clear and kept the doctor's instructions in his heart.

"Is there any such kind of amnesia that I remember in life common sense, but I can't remember the memories about myself at all?"

"Yes, but this case has not been found so far. It depends on whether the damaged part of the brain involves memory areas. What?"

"Nothing...ask casually."

The clothes he received when he was admitted to the hospital were very conspicuous on his white shirt. However, he had no other clothes to wear. The hospital did not mention the incident of Wang Yao losing his shirt.

"By the way, how did I get hurt?" When I changed into clothes, the blood was dry and thick, and it was not as clingy as I thought.

"I don't know, I just know that it was sent in the early morning that night." The nurse who accompanied Wang Yao to go through the discharge procedures replied.

Severe craniocerebral injury is probably the degree to which he fell from the second floor and looked down. Even if there was no memory of the accident, Wang Yao could still imagine the pain he suffered, and it was a blessing that he could still wake up.

"Then my hospitalization and surgery fees..."

"She didn't say her name."

"She? It's him and her."

"It's her."

"Men, he, she?"

"she"

"All right……"

Wang Yao stood on the steps at the entrance of the hospital, the warm wind was gentle, and the messy black hair trembled with the wind. The afternoon sun shone on his body, and a few rays of coldness and depression seemed to emerge from Wang Yao's body and dissipate in the sun.

It's like a new life.

A note was taken out of my pocket. This was my home address. Wang Yao didn't recognize the place name on it.

At this moment, a petite girl with short black hair and black-framed glasses read the book and walked up the steps.

"May I ask..." Wang Yao asked her for directions, but the girl walked straight past him and ignored him at all.

"Eh?" Wang Yao was stunned, and a few laughs came from the side. Because of the blood on his clothes, he attracted special attention. Wang Yao, who was ignored and somewhat embarrassed, blushed and walked quickly on the road to stop a taxi.

The short-haired girl walked into the hospital and then closed the book. She stretched out her white fingers and pushed her glasses, standing at the front desk.

"302 room payment." The girl's face was expressionless like a poker face, her voice was stable and suppressed, making people feel indescribable.

The front desk nurse looked down and said to her, "I'm discharged from the hospital and just left."

The girl turned her head, as if she was thinking: "I understand."

The nurse at the front desk looked at the petite figure of the girl leaving with confusion, and it was not until someone came again that she was busy again.
Chapter completed!