When I regain consciousness, the first thing I feel is pain.
My whole body felt like all the bones were being crushed.
The pain made him want to curl up, roll, and howl desperately.
But there was nothing he could do.
He seemed to be trapped in a small black box, his hands and feet were restrained, and he felt nothing but pain and silence.
This should be the most painful time travel that Jing Changjia has ever experienced.
The first time he traveled from the 21st century to the Great Hong Dynasty, he fell unconscious. When I opened my eyes again, I felt that my whole body was weak and my eyes were hot, which are typical symptoms of high fever.
At that time, the eldest princess was guarding his bed, and the first thing he saw was his haggard mother. Later, under the careful care of the eldest princess, her symptoms subsided quickly, and she became lively and energetic within a few days.
The second time travel is to the future. As an orphan in a welfare home, any ailment is taken care of by a robot doctor. He was stuffed into the medical box in a daze, as if he had just slept and became energetic again.
But this time... it's completely different.
The endless darkness and pain almost overwhelmed him. While he was holding on, he even began to feel grateful that Yang Yiheng allowed him to go to the Zhenfu Prison.
Without the training in the prison, Jing Changjia felt that he would have gone crazy by now.
I don’t know how long it took before the absolute silence gradually disappeared. He began to hear vague sounds. For a time, those sounds almost became Jing Changjia's life-saving straw. When he was awake every day, he would carefully distinguish the type and origin of the sounds.
It seemed that his efforts had worked, and the vague words gradually turned into clear murmurs, falling into his ears.
"...Jiajia, your brother came back from the summer camp at your alma mater and said that there was a photo of you on the school's awards column. He took the photo and came back, but your parents didn't dare to look at it."
The sound seemed to be separated by a thick quilt, with a vague dull feeling. The ringing sounded familiar yet strange to my ears.
who is it……?
"Your school teacher came to see you again today. I saw that your high school classmate was also there. I remember you had a good relationship with them in high school. I asked the kid to talk to you more, but I don't know if he did. .”
High school classmate...who is it?
When I think of things that happened decades ago, they feel like they happened several lifetimes ago.
Memories are heavily shackled by time and experience.
So much so that the tone of the speaker was unfamiliar, and even the things she was talking about were unfamiliar.
But her voice was so familiar.
"Jiajia... your parents plan to sell the restaurant. I don't agree with it. The family must have an income, otherwise when you wake up, the whole family will drink northwest wind? But your parents think the restaurant is too busy I can't stay with you. They have been feeling guilty after your accident. Wake up quickly, Jiajia..."
In the darkness, Jing Changjia endured the severe pain and tried hard to control his body.
This seemed to work a little. Those broken bones slowly closed together in severe pain. He gritted his teeth and tried desperately to raise his hand——
"Jiajia? Jiajia, did you touch Jiajia? Jiajia, can you hear me?"
A warm force covered his hands.
The black box that imprisoned him seemed to be broken by this force, and all the sensations poured into his body in an instant.
The nose is filled with the smell of disinfectant. Human voices, wind sounds, and the ticking sounds of instruments also filled the ear canals in an instant.
Jing Changjia opened his eyes forcefully——
The light from the ceiling made him cry physiologically, but the person guarding the bed cried harder than him.
"Jiajia? Are you awake? Doctor...doctor! Our Jiajia is awake!"
She held Jing Changjia's hand tightly, crying and laughing.
Jing Changjia curled his fingers and wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, he groaned in pain.
"Jiajia, where do you feel pain? Wait, I'll go find a doctor."
Jing Changjia watched her running out of the ward with chaotic steps, and slowly closed her eyes.
He remembered.
It's my aunt.
When he was a child, his parents were busy with work, so they always left him at his aunt's house. Later, I simply stayed at my aunt's house. The parent’s signature is the aunt; the person who goes to the parent-teacher conference is also the aunt; even when I’m sick and see a doctor, it’s the aunt who runs before and after.
The person who is guarding him now is still his aunt... the person who is like his mother in his heart.
If it weren't for my aunt...
Yang Yiheng, you really got a big advantage.
…
After waking up briefly, he quickly fell asleep again.
This time when I sleep again, I am no longer in a black box. He was in a vast darkness, and deep in the darkness, there was a light like a star.
"System." Jing Changjia called it.
The faint starlight flickered.
Jing Changjia realized, "Go to sleep."
"Please...host...start...collecting energy...as soon as possible..."
"I have my own arrangements." Jing Changjia said, "I won't let you shut down completely, don't worry."
After he finished speaking, he turned his back to the starlight and walked resolutely toward the other side of the darkness.
When I woke up again, the ward was full of people.
His parents and aunt were there, and some strangers were whispering these things in lowered voices. There is a familiar person beside the bed, playing with his mobile phone.
He turned his head slightly to look at the familiar but somewhat immature face.
Almost as soon as he saw it clearly, the man's attention was immediately drawn away from the phone and he looked at him: "My brother is awake!"
The quiet ward suddenly became lively.
The elders rushed to the bed crying and laughing, while others patiently comforted her. After everyone calmed down, someone said to Jing Changjia in a warm voice: "Mr. Changjia, don't worry about recovering from your illness. Your student status will be retained by the school. You can resume school when you recover. You are still young and your health must be good." We need to take good care of it, we are not in a hurry.”
Jing Changjia endured the pain and nodded with a smile.
He had just woken up and was still very weak. Soon the doctor came to the ward to rush people away, followed by a series of examinations.
But Jing Changjia didn't have enough energy to last until the end of the examination, so he fell asleep again.
After waking up and sleeping like this for many days, he regained his basic energy.
But regaining his energy does not mean that his condition has improved. He was still in severe pain and unable to control his limbs.
After repeated searches at the hospital, they could not find out the cause. They could only guess that the nerves were injured when they fell off the cliff. They slowly recovered and there was a possibility of recovery.
Jing Changjia had some guesses.
When he came back from the future world, the system said that it would use part of the energy to maintain his vitality. Perhaps it was the lack of this part of energy that led to his current situation.
Judging from this, he should be able to get better once his energy is replenished.
Trade that price in exchange for some future technology. As long as it's not a lifelong disability, it's not a loss.
But what he didn't expect was: "You mean, I've been in a coma for a year?"
"Yes." The person next to me answered simply, "Brother, you really scared us to death this time. You don't know that in the beginning, my aunt and my mother cried to each other every day. How old am I? Living in this kind of world? I'll be scared to death."
Jing Changjia thought about what the system said, and then saw that he had a face that was very similar to Yang Yiheng's, but said something that would scare him to death. He felt extremely weird.
Yang Yiheng has grown up to be a prudent person, so even if he was frightened to death, he would definitely not be able to say such words. But Yang Heng was the complete opposite to him. He was a reckless and fussy kid.
Jing Changjia sighed slowly, and then said slowly: "Xiao Heng, don't come to see me these days."
Yang Heng said blankly: "Why, brother? It's summer vacation and I'm very free!"
"Looking at you makes me upset." Jing Changjia said, "You are too noisy, please leave me alone."
"Me? Noisy?" Yang Heng pointed at his nose and let go of his voice, "How can you say I'm noisy! If I wasn't afraid that you would be bored, I would..."
"Xiao Heng, what's the matter with you? Why are you yelling in the hospital?" Auntie pushed the door in with an insulated lunch box, "Keep your voice down, don't disturb your brother."
As she spoke, she looked up and saw that Jing Changjia was awake. She immediately smiled and said, "Jiajia is in good spirits today."
"Auntie." Jing Changjia called him with a smile, "Xiao Heng was playing with me, so he didn't disturb me."
Yang Heng wrinkled his nose at him, then walked to his mother again: "Mom, what are you eating today?"
"You eat whatever your uncle does." The aunt replied, and then said to Jing Changjia, "Originally your mother wanted to come over, but the store was busy at noon, so I didn't let you go. Jiajia, don't worry, they will come in the afternoon coming."
"I'm not in a hurry." Jing Changjia smiled and said, "Auntie, you don't have to worry, I'm in good condition."
"You've woken up, what else do I have to worry about?" Auntie said with a smile, "After dinner, let Xiao Heng accompany you to rebuild. He is very strong and can protect you."
As he spoke, a sippy cup was stuffed into Jing Changjia's hand.
He has recently been rebuilt to the point where he can grip, but is occasionally not stable enough. At his strong request, the family changed their rice bowls to sippy cups. Insert a thick enough stainless steel straw to suck up rice, diced vegetables, and diced meat.
The food is light in taste but carefully prepared. Jing Changjia held the cup and ate seriously one bite at a time.
After he slowly finished eating, the nurse pushed the wheelchair into the ward: "It's time for rehabilitation."
The aunt said hello and put away the tableware quickly: "I have to go to work too. Xiao Heng, please watch your brother carefully. If anything happens, call us immediately."
Yang Heng waved his hand and said in a protracted tone: "I know..."
The inpatient rehabilitation area is on a separate floor. The nurse pushed him and took Yang Heng into the elevator. After arriving at the rehabilitation area, he did not go to the rehabilitation treatment room immediately, but went to the testing area.
Before starting a new cycle of rehabilitation, Jing Changjia had to do a series of tests. Including hand and leg strength, movement, and some neurological reactions.
The test content is complex and time-consuming. Yang Hengshou stayed outside, playing games with nothing to do.
Jing Changjia didn't come out of the testing room until most of the phone's battery was consumed.
His clothes were almost soaked through, and his entire face was red from excessive exercise.
"Brother, what's going on?" Yang Heng put away his phone in a hurry, "Are we still practicing?"
"I won't practice today. I'm waiting for the doctor to formulate a new rehabilitation plan." Jing Changjia tilted his head on his shoulder and wiped the sweat from his face, then said, "Let's go, let's get down."
The nurse was busy with her work. Seeing that there was nothing going on here, Jing Changjia stayed in the rehabilitation area to help other patients. Yang Heng pushed Jing Changjia into the elevator: "The weather is nice today, let's go for a walk in the garden."
"No, it's hot." Jing Changjia objected.
He was a frail patient who didn't want to go outside and experience the forty-degree summer weather.
"You don't feel bored if you stay in the room all day." Yang Heng muttered a few words, but in the end he chose to listen to his brother.
Returning to the inpatient floor, after passing the nurse's desk, Yang Heng silently pushed the wheelchair to the wall. Jing Changjia held the handrail on the wall and stood up slowly.
Relying on his own strength to walk back to the ward from a distance is one of his daily rehabilitation courses.
Seeing that he stood firm, Yang Heng quickly dragged the wheelchair and ran to the nurse's desk to register and return it.
As soon as the nurse saw him, she immediately said: "Hey, kid, come with me when you are here and get your brother's check list."
"I'll send my brother back to the ward first." Yang Heng said.
"There are only a few steps left. I'll walk back slowly by myself." Jing Changjia said, "Xiao Heng, go get the checklist and bring me a notebook and pen."
Yang Heng was a little worried: "Are you okay?"
"What can happen?" Jing Changjia grasped the handrail with both hands, "Go quickly. I can't stand after I've been rambling for so long."
Yang Heng hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Brother, I'll be right back."
After he finished speaking, he hurriedly followed the nurse to the doctor's office.
Jing Changjia held on to the handrail and slowly moved to the ward. The nurse's station was really close to his single room, only two rooms away. Based on Jing Changjia's judgment of his rehabilitation progress, it should be fine for him to walk back and forth on his own.
He slowly walked through the first ward, feeling a heavy sense of exhaustion coming over his body, but this fatigue was not insurmountable. He stood still for a moment and took a breath, then picked up his steps and continued walking forward.
Just at this moment, a sharp electronic sound suddenly sounded: "Beep - turning on -"
Jing Changjia's steps froze, and he fell down suddenly as if he had lost all his strength!
Panic flashed in his eyes, and when he was about to twist his body with all his strength and fall sideways, a huge force suddenly clamped on Jing Changjia's arm.
"careful!"
The fall suddenly stopped. The man clamped his arm with one hand and held Jing Changjia's waist with the other. He held him upright and said, "Are you okay?"
Jing Changjia looked up at him and said with a smile, "Thank you very much."
After hearing what he said, the man raised his eyebrows slightly: "Don't you recognize me?"
Jing Changjia was slightly surprised.
He looked at the visitor carefully.
The person in front of me has sharp eyebrows, starry eyes, a high nose, and a mountainous momentum. It is an extremely beautiful face, but I have never seen it in my memory.
But it feels strangely familiar.
Mostly people I knew before.
Jing Changjia looked calm and said: "You have changed so much that I almost didn't recognize you."
Based on the experience of Prince Yunzhong, as soon as these words came out, the other party should talk to him about some past events. He can also guess the identity of the other party from past events.
However, when the man heard this, he laughed softly.
He held Jing Changjia's hand, stared into Jing Changjia's eyes, and said firmly: "As expected, I don't recognize him anymore."
