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——I am the dividing line that will never be cut off——
"You have the same name as my father," Yang Qingchen explained with a smile:
"I often tell my dad that the word Jane is used by women, and I have never seen a man with this name. Unexpectedly, I met one today, and he has the same name. It's really interesting."
Yang Zhen also laughed: "Isn't there a Jia Zhen in "A Dream of Red Mansions"?"
He often said this sentence when he was in college, but he never said it again after arriving in Zhenyujie. After all, no one in that corner knew "Dream of Red Mansions"!
Now that I blurt it out, I feel like I have gone back to more than 20 years ago.
"Well, my dad said that too." The girl said happily, her eyebrows smiling like crescent moons.
"Were you born early in the morning?"
"Yes!"
"The name is nice."
"..."
A few people just started chatting. But when it comes to specific details, such as where are you from, what did you do before, who are your relatives at home, why are you here, etc., Yang Zhen can't explain it clearly, so she can only deny it and don't remember it, and then cover her head and do it. Painful state.
"Let's take you to the hospital for a check-up," Yang Qingchen said worriedly, "Don't suffer any side effects, it would be terrible."
Yang Zhen quickly refused: "Except for forgetting what happened before, I feel fine. I can't see anything wrong with going to the hospital, so don't bother."
Just kidding, he will definitely have to take blood when he goes to the hospital. With his practitioner's physique, he might detect some shocking data, so he'd better not take the risk.
Yang Qingchen and Wu Dou tried to persuade her twice more, but when they saw that Yang Zhen was unmoved, they had no choice but to give up.
"Then let's take you to the police station," Yang Qingchen said. "Let the police check your fingerprints and see if they can find your identity. If you deny it, you won't go anywhere."
This is indeed a problem.
Yang Zhen really wants to go somewhere now.
He had already learned from the chat that the place he was currently in was Baisha City, the capital of Chunan Province. He was originally from Chunan Province, and his hometown is a remote small county six to seven hundred miles southwest of the provincial capital.
Both his parents are local primary school teachers. When he was born, his mother was already forty years old and his father was almost fifty. This is the reason why he took "Zhen" as his name. The couple regarded it as a treasure since they had a son.
The old couple had retired at that time, but because they were good teachers and well-known in the local area, they were hired back to the school to continue teaching.
Now more than twenty years have passed, and my father is ninety-six years old this year, and my mother is eighty-nine. Yang Zhen is worried about whether they are still alive in this world. If not, it will be a lifelong regret for him.
Thinking of this, he wished he could immediately return to that small mountainous county, the home where he once lived, the school where his parents worked, and inquire about the current situation of his two elders.
However, without proof of identity, you can’t even sit on a bus, which makes it really difficult. The spiritual energy in his body recovers very slowly, and he is probably at the first level of Qi training. Not to mention flying with a sword, even if he can, where can he find a flying sword?
At least it will have to reach the middle and late stages of foundation building, and I don’t know how long it will take.
"What if my identity cannot be found at the police station?" Yang Zhen asked.
"I should get a temporary identity for you. I can't just leave you alone!" Yang Qingchen said uncertainly.
Yang Zhen thought for a while and agreed.
…
Yang Qingchen didn't want Yang Zhen, who was wearing Wang Shu's pants, to be seen by her classmates, so she asked Wu Dou to ask for leave for her, and then went down the mountain from another way.
"I'll take you to buy some clothes first!" the girl said with a cheerful smile. Yang Zhen's current outfit really doesn't match her, especially because her clothes are too small.
"You have to buy a hat." Wu Dou suggested.
Yang Zhen is good at everything.
So the three of them hailed a taxi and went to Wangfujing Department Store a few kilometers away.
When they arrived at the location, the girl opened the door and got out of the car, which made Yang Zhen confused: "Don't you need to pay for the car?"
The two girls laughed, and Yang Qingchen raised the phone in his hand.
"I've already paid with Didi," she asked strangely: "Have you never used a taxi app?"
Yang Zhen had actually noticed the mobile phone she was holding, looking at the dazzling colors on the screen, feeling a little dazed for a moment.
When he traveled back in time, it was around the millennium. At that time, mobile phones were still black and white, and they were not as colorful as they are now.
"What a gray dog!" I sighed sincerely as I looked at the busy streets and the giant electronic screens outside the shopping mall.
"Hehe, your tone of voice really sounds like a veteran cadre." Wu laughed. Her father is from the city government.
Yang Zhen was also happy. She simply put her left hand on her hips and pointed into the distance with her right hand, pretending to be a big leader inspecting:
"After 20 years of adventure, my hometown has changed so much. The folks are amazing. Thank you for your hard work, folks!"
The posture is very good, and he also has a brogue. Unfortunately, it is paired with a girl's school uniform and a pair of somewhat torn pants, which is really nondescript.
The two girls were laughing so hard that they couldn't contain their joy. I had no idea that Yang Zhen’s words actually came from the bottom of her heart.
The two of them bit their ears in front:
"What clothes should I buy for this brother?"
"Of course it's a suit. He's so handsome in a suit and leather shoes!"
"I think sportswear is better, it's sunny and energetic."
"This brother is a dresser and looks good in anything he wears. Why not wear a jacket? It will look more mature and chic."
Yang Zhen touched her chin. The two-hundred-year-old foundation-building old man in the Zhenyu world calls me senior. Am I not mature enough?
In the end, the two girls reached an agreement and took Yang Zhen to a high-end jacket store.
Fashionable stand-up collar jackets, island cotton shirts, calf leather shoes, mulberry silk ties, casual pants, hats, etc., after the two girls selected them, they were finally all configured.
When the brand-new Yang Zhen came out of the fitting room, the eyes of the two girls were straightened.
The jade tree stands in the wind, graceful, dignified, and majestic...
What's more, Yang Zhen has jurisdiction over hundreds of thousands of people in the space. She has been in a high position for a long time. As the saying goes, she has nourished the body and moved the energy. She already has an aura of calmness and authority in her movements. At this time, in the eyes of the two women, she is a little more... Indescribable charm.
Also, he has been practicing for many years. After cutting off his hair and cleansing his marrow, his whole skin exudes a crystal-clear jade-like luster, as if he were a deity descended from the world.
As well as years of fighting, the decisiveness and decisiveness of killing developed in the bloody storm, and the ability to speak like a mountain...
Handsome, majestic, pure, courageous, and calm, with so many characteristics concentrated in one person, how could it not make two adolescent girls intoxicated and confused?
"So handsome!" Yang Qingchen murmured to himself.
"Ugh, I can't stand it anymore. I want to have monkeys with him, a lot of monkeys!" Wu Dou covered her face and almost cried out of excitement.
The female clerk in the specialty store was also so stunned that she almost forgot to take the money.
Yang Zhen was confused, what the hell is giving birth to a monkey?
However, when Yang Qingchen went to pay the bill, half proud and half shy, the bill shocked him.
Twenty-eight thousand!
Back then, his basic salary was only two thousand...
Is this money worthless, or does this little girl have a mine at home?
…
"Brother, do you want to go eat first?" Wu Dou whispered.
The two girls are now a little reluctant to send Yang Zhen to the police station. Such a handsome brother should be shown off everywhere!
Well, I need to take more photos and post them on Moments!
"Okay!" Yang Zhen was really hungry. His body is still recovering, his stomach is empty, and every cell, every bone, and every drop of blood in his body seems to be filled with the desire to eat, to get food, a lot of food, and to fill himself with endless energy. .
"Can I eat spicy food?" Yang Qingchen said with a smile.
"Of course, the spicier the better!"
"Brother, I want to eat too!" Yiyi expressed dissatisfaction in the sea of consciousness.
"I've eaten there, so that means you've eaten it!" Yang Zhen comforted with a shy face.
"Liar!"
"Okay, okay, I'll take you to eat enough in two days!"
"Huh, that's pretty much it!"
"..."
The three of them found a local restaurant in the mall. Yang Zhen transformed into a cook and ate seven large bowls in a row while the two women looked at her like they were looking at monsters.
There is also a large pot of fish head with chopped pepper, two plates of stinky tofu, as well as duck with blood sauce, pork blood meatballs, fried pork with pepper, farm vegetable bowl, minced meat and sour beans, Xinhua Sanhe soup, etc., a dozen or so are enough The spicy and flavorful "hard dishes" were all gone.
The two women were stunned for a moment.
In fact, I can still eat it, which is really embarrassing.
With so many chili peppers in his stomach, his face was only slightly red and his body was a little warm. This was the result of him deliberately not using his cultivation to suppress it.
"Brother Yang, how many years have you not had a full meal?" Wu Dou covered his mouth and smiled.
"I don't remember." Yang Zhen responded to any question that was difficult to answer.
"Tch!" Yang Qingchen looked disdainful.
She had already seen that this man was conscious and spoke in an orderly manner. How could he look like he had lost his memory?
Do you really think that this girl is as easy to deceive as the heroines of those idol dramas?
However, she had learned some people-telling skills from her father, and instinctively felt that this brother did not look like a bad person. If you don't want to talk about your past, you may have something to hide.
This aroused her strong curiosity even more.
"Brother Yang, do you have it?" Wu Dou asked.
Yang Zhen had never heard of WeChat, but of course he had Penguin, and it was a good seven-digit number.
"Let me try."
He took the phone from Yang Qingchen, found the familiar little penguin icon under the little girl's guidance, and then entered his account number and password.
Unsurprising password errors.
He shook his head in disappointment and was about to give it back when his cell phone rang.
"Chenchen," a woman's anxious voice came from inside: "Where are you now? Your grandma is dying. Your dad and I are in the hospital. Come here quickly!"
…
Yang Qingchen was about to leave, and Yang Zhen's arrangements became a problem.
"Wu Dou, take Brother Yang to the police station!" the girl said.
Yang Zhen quickly waved her hand and refused.
A drop of kindness should be repaid by a spring. This girl was kind-hearted and helped him a lot. How could he not repay her?
After eating and drinking enough, his cultivation level had reached the second level of Qi training. He could mobilize the whole body's Qi and perform some simple healing techniques. The girl's grandmother didn't know what the situation was. If it was some stubborn disease, she might be able to help her.
No matter how difficult it is, you can help the other parent's body to be recuperated and use the true energy to remove dirt from the body. This will ensure that you will be pain-free and disease-free for at least ten years and prolong your life.
"I'll go to the hospital with you. Don't worry about anything else." Yang Zhen said.
Yang Qingchen hesitated for a moment and agreed.
Somehow, Yang Zhen gave her a very cordial and trusting feeling, and she didn't want to just say goodbye to him.
…
The two said goodbye to the reluctant Wu Dou, then hailed a taxi and rushed to the hospital in a hurry.
Chuya Hospital is a large tertiary general hospital and the best hospital in Chunan Province. After the two got off the car, the girl ran towards the backyard inpatient department with ease, and Yang Zhen followed leisurely.
The inpatient department has more than 20 floors. Take the elevator to the 26th floor. The floors are guarded by security guards. Yang Qingchen took out a family card from his schoolbag. After swiping the card, the iron door opened automatically and the girl hurried in. Yang Zhen then wanted to get in, but was stopped by the security guard:
"Each card can only be used by the individual. If you need to visit, go to the inpatient department to apply for the card first!"
It was inconvenient for Yang Zhen to get entangled with the other party over such a trivial matter, so she had no choice but to stay outside.
However, a mere iron gate could not stop the extension of his spiritual consciousness.
Each ward here only houses one patient. It is fully equipped with TVs, air conditioners, bathrooms, water dispensers, etc., as well as various medical testing equipment, as well as dedicated nurses and caregivers.
He saw Yang Qingchen coming to one of the wards. A middle-aged woman who looked much younger than her actual age and about eighty-nine percent similar to her stood up to greet her. The mother and daughter whispered a few words.
Sitting in front of the hospital bed was a middle-aged man wearing single clothes. He was quite tall and strong, with a graceful demeanor and a look of sadness on his face.
There was also a doctor and a nurse in the room, all with solemn expressions.
Lying on the bed was an unconscious old man.
When her eyes turned to the old man's face, Yang Zhen was stunned.
Breathing stopped, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.
It was an extremely familiar yet slightly unfamiliar face.
It was the face he had thought about countless nights in a foreign land.
Although more than twenty years have passed, the face is already covered with wrinkles, the hair is gray, the eyes are sunken, the skin has lost its luster, age spots can be seen everywhere, and the face is extremely thin.
They are two completely different faces from the beautiful, kind-faced, intellectual and elegant woman in my impression.
However, the connection deep in blood and the memory engraved in the bone marrow, even if the world changes, the face ages and changes beyond recognition, he will never admit his mistake.
This is the person he cares about the most on this planet.
is his--
…
"boom!"
The closed iron door was slammed open with huge force!
A figure rushed into the ward as fast as lightning.
Standing in front of the old man's hospital bed, Yang Zhen pushed the golden mountain, toppled the jade pillar, and knelt down with a thud.
Holding the edge of the bed with both hands, he shouted out the voice he had been holding in his heart for more than twenty years.
That is a call that can never be cut off by thousands of mountains and rivers, the vast universe, and countless worlds -
"Mother--"
(End of chapter)
