Sikong Qingying fainted in modern times, but it only took half an hour before he woke up again.
Sikong's father personally checked her body and made sure she was fine, but Sikong's mother was still worried and insisted that she stay in the hospital for a few more days.
Sikong Qingying couldn't defeat Sikong's mother, so she had to go back to the hospital.
However, she was very surprised and confused when she woke up.
She now feels like Zhuang Zhou Mengdie.
I don’t know whether it is true in modern times or in ancient times.
There is no flaw in the development of modern parents and the situation one year later. It doesn't seem to be fake, but the same is true for the subsequent development in ancient times.
If one is real, the other is a dream that will continue automatically.
How can there be a dream that continues automatically?
Still so real...
At this time, Sikong Qingying finally thought of a question - could it be true, both in ancient times and in modern times?
That is to say, her soul can awaken in two bodies in two time and space... However, at present, it seems that the probability of awakening in the modern body is higher. The one in ancient times may only be awakened under certain circumstances.
wake.
This is simply incredible!!!
Even more incredible than the fact that she traveled through time and space.
But personally, she hopes to stay in modern times.
After all, in modern times, she has friends and parents, but in ancient times, she had nothing.
She was so scared that one day she would stay in ancient times and never return to modern times. In that case, how sad would her parents be?
Is there any way to keep him in modern times?
In the past, she was an absolute atheist. If she hadn't traveled through time herself, she would never have believed in those weird and bizarre things.
Sikong Qingying thought about it for a long time and suddenly remembered something. Maybe someone could help her.
She called Sikong's father.
"Xiaoying? What's wrong?"
As the director of the hospital, Sikong's father is very busy, but when his precious daughter calls, as long as the operation is not critical, there is no way he will not come.
"Dad, I remember I had a serious illness when I was a child. You found an uncle to take care of me. The uncle said...I was possessed by something unclean. That uncle, can you find him now?"
"Eh? Xiaoying, don't you believe this the most? Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"
A smile appeared on Sikong Qingying's face: "Because I woke up after lying down for more than a year, and I really survived the catastrophe. I want to ask him to help me see if I will be as good as others said.
ah."
Sikong's father pondered for a moment. When his daughter became a vegetative state, he had seen Mo Zihan. Mo Zihan only said that her soul was gone and the chance of waking up was low.
But now that Sikong Qingying has woken up, there is nothing wrong with asking Mo Zihan to take a look.
He nodded: "Okay, I'll tell your mother to go back early to prepare and invite your Uncle Mo to our house for dinner tonight."
"Uh...so, I can be discharged from the hospital today?"
Sikong Qingying was a little excited. She had been staying in the hospital since she woke up from modern times. The only time she went out was when she was preparing to go home last time - she fainted before getting in the car.
"Yeah, okay."
Sikong's father reached out and touched her head.
Although the head being touched was not very comfortable, my heart was very happy.
That night, Sikong's father took Sikong Qingying and he was discharged from the hospital. Sikong's mother was a little angry at first, thinking that it would be better for Sikong Qingying to stay in the hospital for a while longer, but for the sake of the guests, she endured it and did not say anything to her.
The father and son were furious.
Mo Zihan was invited to come.
Sikong's father looked at Mo Zihan and felt very emotional.
Speaking of which, Mo Zihan is Sikong's father's senior, but twenty or thirty years have passed and Sikong's father has grown old, but Mo Zihan still looks like a young man in his early twenties, still so handsome, as if time has never passed.
Like no traces were left on him.
The guest of honor had a great dinner. After eating, Mo Zihan took off the wide sunglasses on his face. His golden eyes looked at Sikong Qingying for a long time, and then a strange light flashed across his face.
color.
"Xiaoying, I heard your father say, do you want to see me?"
Mo Zihan's windbreaker was completely unbuttoned. He sat next to Sikong Qingying, spread out his hands, and looked at Sikong Qingying very casually.
Sikong Qingying looked at him and nodded: "Uncle Mo, you also know that I fell down the stairs a year ago and I just woke up recently."
Mo Zihan nodded: "Yes, I know that."
"After I woke up, I seemed to have some sequelae..."
"Huh?" Mo Zihan sat up straight: "Tell me and listen."
Sikong's mother was washing in the kitchen, and Sikong's father was nearby, pretending to watch the news, but actually listening to the conversation between Mo Zihan and Sikong Qingying.
"Before I woke up, I had been staying in one place, as if I had traveled through time. When I woke up, I thought it was a dream, but when I fainted after being discharged from the hospital last time, I went back there again, and I thought it was a dream.
Modern times are a dream...but the feelings on both sides are very real, I, I feel very strange."
Mo Zihan pondered for a while: "I have just seen that your soul is not well integrated with your body. You may suffer from soul-leaving syndrome at any time... Maybe your soul has really traveled through time."
Sikong Qingying became nervous: "If I really travel through time, will I stay there and never come back? I want to stay here and stay with my parents."
"I don't know." Mo Zihan said honestly: "However, a friend of mine may be able to help you with the Chinese Dragon Group Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. When he is free, I will bring him over to help you take a look.
"
Sikong Qingying nodded and smiled: "Thank you, Uncle Mo."
Thanks to Sikong's father, Sikong Qingying knew about the existence of the Chinese Dragon Group.
This is to maintain social stability. The Chinese government recruits people with special abilities in the country and forms organizations to deal with abnormal events.
This organization is very secretive, and most people don't know about it. It's just that Mo Zihan is Sikong's father's senior. When Mo Zihan was still in college, he dealt with a supernatural incident in the school, and Sikong's father was implicated, and Sikong's father was able to
Know the existence of the Chinese Dragon Group.
However, in the past, when Sikong's father mentioned this magical Chinese dragon group to Sikong Qingying, Sikong Qingying didn't believe it at all, was not interested, and thought his father was joking.
But now, she believes it.
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When Mo Zihan returned to the temporary base of the Chinese Dragon Group in City S, he saw that his partner Lin Bin was very depressed and haggard.
"What's wrong?"
"Old Mo, you're finally back... You're finally back. I'm almost annoyed to death by those four guys. They are so stupid... I really don't have the patience to teach such a novice modern common sense. I'm really pissed off.
.”
"Haha." Mo Zihan smiled: "How are you now?"
"They are illiterate and don't know Arabic numerals. It's really difficult to teach them in a short period of time, so I asked Ling Daxian to do me a favor and teach them all the basic modern knowledge. Now they understand roughly,
I am using the computer to supplement my knowledge."
"You are lazy again - by the way, did Lao Ling say when you can send them back?"
"Ling Daxian said it was difficult to do. There are two reasons. First, traveling through time and space requires positioning. Currently, the four of them are from strange planes. We cannot locate them. Naturally, we cannot send them back unless we can find a contact person.
Only after the accurate positioning of the plane and the earth's medium can we send them back."
A medium for contacting other planes and Earth?
For some reason, Mo Zihan suddenly thought of his junior fellow student's daughter, Sikong Qingying.
But he shook his head and shook this thought out of his mind. How could it be such a coincidence?
"What about the second one?"
"Secondly, traveling through time and space also requires ability. The big guys who are capable of traveling through time and space have all traveled to other planets. We can only travel through time and space with the help of tools... Well, it is the Kunlun Mirror, one of the top ten artifacts in ancient times.
, Ling Daxian said that the Kunlun Mirror is in the hands of the Yin family, the demon-killing family in Shennong Mountain."
"Well, let's borrow it. If the Chinese Dragon Group comes forward, they won't refuse to borrow it."
Lin Bin grimaced: "It's up to you to borrow or not... The key is that the Yin family is not on Earth at all. In the early years, they grew up and traveled through time. Now they are in other dimensions... The only good thing is
The news is that the Yin family seems to be somewhat involved with the earth, and they will come back every once in a while, so we can only take advantage of their return to borrow the Kunlun Mirror."
"But when will they come back?"
"God knows!"
"Damn it!" The beauty who traveled back from the Ming Dynasty last time, because it was a dynasty in Chinese history, did not need to be positioned, a time machine could solve the problem. It was great to come to them, but it was so troublesome.
"What about the four people?"
"What should we do? Hum, don't they come from ancient times, have martial arts, and have a miracle doctor? We have to make the best use of everything. While they are on Earth, let them devote themselves wholeheartedly to the Chinese Dragon Group and serve us as the Chinese Dragon.
Make a little contribution to the group until——send them away.”
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Sikong Qingying never fainted again, but when he closed his eyes at night, he might wake up in Yi Haomiao's place.
On the modern side, she has been lying in bed for more than a year. Although her position is still retained at her workplace, the authors who were previously contracted have been assigned to other editors, and he has to start from scratch.
It's like the time when I just left school, but it doesn't matter if I start a new job if I like it.
On the modern side, everything is on track, and ordinary people live an ordinary life, but on the ancient Yi Haomiao side, there have been incredible changes.
Ever since Sikong Qingying fainted in Miaohua Mountain and fell asleep for a long time, Yi Haomiao fell in love with taking care of Sikong Qingying.
He is very passionate about this matter.
Although Sikong Qingying was unconscious and unconscious, her body was still warm and alive.
Yi Haomiao always takes care of her personally without helping others.
It can be said that Yi Haomiao has an almost obsessed love for taking care of her.
I personally bathe and change her clothes. I spend half a day choosing what clothes to wear for her every day. I even comb her hair myself.
Just like a little girl who gets her beloved doll, she can dress it up however she wants.
And the more he plays with it, the more he becomes addicted to this dress-up game and can't help himself.
When Sikong Qingying woke up again, she was in the bathtub, and Yi Haomiao was bathing her with gentle movements.
Sikong Qingying blinked, and belatedly realized that she was lying naked in the tub.
My body preceded my thoughts, and a blush appeared on my face.
"Master Yi."
Yi Haomiao exclaimed: "Hey... you woke up again!!!"
Sikong Qingying nodded. The reason why she woke up here was because she fell asleep there.
Now, after experiencing this situation of waking up on both sides a few times, she has calmed down.
Her uncle Mo Zihan's friend is on a mission abroad and is currently out of the country. There is no way to see her situation. She can only live a life that intersects modernity and ancient times for the time being.
But it is said that the other party is coming back soon. Maybe when the other party comes back, she will be able to leave here forever.
She wants to stay with her parents.
But...it seems that if she dies completely, Lu Zicong will also die?
She didn't know that it was possible that if she lived in modern times forever, her ancient body would be in a vegetative state and she would fail Yi Haomiao's care and treatment.
When it comes to the choice between friendship and family, Sikong Qingying never thought that she would face such a problem one day, but now her heart is biased towards family.
After all, she is an only child.
"I can wash it myself... Mr. Yi, thank you for taking care of me." There are differences between men and women. Although Yi Haomiao is a doctor, there is still something inappropriate.
"Young Master Yi?" Yi Haomiao muttered, "Did you call that guy Mr. Lu when you were with Lu Zicong before?"
Perhaps because of the care and comfort of family in modern times, Sikong Qingying no longer cares as much about Lu Zicong, the only person he fell in love with and valued whom he first met in ancient times.
At least, when I talk about Lu Zicong now, although I still feel a little sad, I don't feel the endless pain and despair like before.
"You don't want to think about who took care of you when you were unconscious. Now it's better to kick me aside as soon as you wake up... Little guy, let me tell you, no one has ever taken care of me like this.
However, no one dares to act so boldly here in Yihaomiao."
He kept talking, and he showed no intention of stopping while helping Sikong Qingying bathe.
Sikong Qingying felt a little awkward, but she was not strong enough at the moment - time in ancient times seemed to pass slower than time in modern times. The time she spent waking up in ancient times was always shorter than the time she spent waking up in modern times, which caused her to
I was in coma for a long time and couldn't exercise on my own.
So even though she had woken up several times, her body was still limp and she didn't have much strength.
Yi Haomiao's words were rude, but the movements of his hands were very gentle. His eyes were very warm, just like the warm water wrapped around Sikong Qingying's body. There was no hint of aggression, and it did not make Sikong Qingying
She felt a lot of discomfort, so Sikong Qingying didn't refuse anymore.
"I still don't know what kind of medicine made you wake up."
Yi Haomiao took her out of the bathtub, wrapped Sikong Qingying in a big towel, and asked Sikong Qingying to wipe her body by herself, while he began to use his internal force to dry Sikong Qingying's hair.
Sikong Qingying knew that her situation was special. Her body should be fine, but the problem was her soul.
But, to be honest, she was very grateful for Yi Haomiao's care.
She didn't actually know Yi Haomiao very well. She just took care of Yi Haomiao during the few days when Yi Haomiao couldn't see her.
But she was unconscious for such a long time, and Yi Haomiao had been taking care of her, which really made her feel a little guilty.
"Master Yi, you don't have to worry too much about my body, I..."
Before she could finish her words, Yi Haomiao Sikong Zi said:
"In this period of time, I have fully understood your body."
"Huh?" Sikong Qingying looked at Yi Haomiao in confusion.
Yi Haomiao smiled proudly at her: "Now, although I still haven't found a way to get rid of the 'same interest', I am sure that I can take out the golden needle in your brain. What do you think, do you want to restore your memory?"
"Restore memory?"
Sikong Qingying narrowed her eyes. When she was next to Lu Zicong, she lied about losing her memory in order to cover up her identity in time travel.
But later in Tianzongmen, when I saw the young man who claimed to be her fiancé to Lu Zicong, I felt that familiar feeling...
As well as Mr. Yuchi before going to Miaohua Mountain, they all made her feel that maybe she had really forgotten something.
She didn't know what kind of memory that was for Yilu.
However, in life, no one can tolerate the loss of a piece of memory without knowing it. There is a blank.
"Are you...sure that my memory has really been blocked?"
There was a strange look on Yi Haomiao's handsome and charming face:
"With the help of gold needles and some drugs, it can make you lose your memory, and you can also use hypnosis to fabricate false memories - this is the secret skill of our sect, and my junior brother happens to know it."
His junior brother is Lu Zicong.
"Would it be troublesome?"
Sikong Qingying felt itchy after being told this.
Even if she didn't know that she was missing a piece of memory, now, she still wants to know what memory she lost.
She wanted to know...why Lu Zicong used such complicated methods to seal her memory.
What hidden secrets are there in those memories?
"No...I've been preparing for a long time. I've just been waiting for you to wake up and decide whether you want to do this or not!"
With his temperament, it is very rare that he did not directly remove the golden needles.
While talking, Sikong Qingying put on her underwear and middle coat with the help of Yi Haomiao.
Sikong Qingying was a little uncomfortable with Yi Haomiao's thoughtfulness, but Yi Haomiao didn't feel anything was wrong at all. He was used to taking care of the unconscious Sikong Qingying. If there was anything wrong with Sikong Qingying being awake - it was him.
He couldn't help Sikong Qingying do everything by himself. God knows how much he wanted to help Sikong Qingying get dressed, but it was a pity that this guy didn't know how to enjoy it and refused his full service.
"In that case, I'll trouble Mr. Yi."
"Little guy, can you call me Brother Yi?"
Sikong Qingying looked at Yi Haomiao in horror, Brother Yi? Which country is that called?
"If that doesn't work, you can just call me Haomiao."
"..."
"Tsk, you women have a lot of things to do. If you don't succeed, just call me Brother Haomiao. Don't refuse! If you dare to refuse, I will throw you out to feed the wolves tonight."
No matter what, the person in front of me can be regarded as his savior, right? Sikong Qingying nodded:
"Hao...Brother Haomiao."
As an only child, this was the first time that he called someone brother, which was a strange feeling.
"good!"
Yi Haomiao was very satisfied and happy: "Brother, I will help you pull out the golden needle now."
Yi Haomiao carried Sikong Qingying to the lounge chair in the courtyard and went into the house to get his tools.
Sikong Qingying looked at the clear sky and felt a rare peace of mind.
When she was just carried out by Yi Haomiao, she didn't feel any resistance at all. It seemed that during the time she was unconscious, her body was completely familiar with Yi Haomiao's touch.
Yi Haomiao has taken care of her for so long, and she owes Yi Haomiao such a huge favor, how can she be okay?
Just as I was thinking about it, Yi Haomiao had come back.
"Close your eyes and feel it well. You will feel better soon."
Sikong Qingying noticed that Yi Haomiao lit a nice-smelling incense next to her. She was asked to lie down on the recliner and close her eyes. Her consciousness was a little drowsy, but she did not feel sleepy. On the contrary, she could clearly feel
There was Yi Haomiao's breath around her, and Yi Haomiao's fingers flicking on her head.
Suddenly, somewhere in the back of my head, I felt a heartbreaking pain.
"Woo..."
The sudden pain caused Sikong Qingying to moan uncontrollably.
Yi Haomiao immediately comforted him: "It'll be fine soon... little guy, don't move around, it'll be fine soon."
At this time, Sikong Qingying could hardly hear Yi Haomiao's words.
Because her head hurt, not the back of her head, but her whole head hurt.
At the same time, there were also many fragmentary fragments flashing in her mind.
One moment it was clearly a phoenix crown and harem, with flowers and candles in the bridal chamber; the next moment, it was white mourning clothes and a cold mourning hall.
Many faces flashed through her mind.
A handsome and elegant man hugged her and said, "I regret it..."
A beautiful woman glared at her angrily and said: "I have his child, you are not allowed to pester him anymore..."
There was also a shiny black whip that was whipped on the body mercilessly...it hurt so much.
She also fell into the cold pool, and large streams of bright red blood poured out of her body.
So uncomfortable, so uncomfortable...
Sikong Qingying seemed to have forgotten where she was at this moment. She shook her head and started to stir.
Seeing that the golden needle was about to be taken out, and unable to miss the mark, Yi Haomiao quickly tapped Sikong Qingying's acupuncture point, making her body unable to move anymore.
Sikong Qingying's body was fixed there and unable to move, but his mind was very active.
Out of her own control, more and more pictures flashed up.
On the large school grounds, she was sparring with a man but was knocked to the ground. Then the man took out a ball of golden stuff from his arms and handed it to her...
What is that? My heart is throbbing so much, who is that...
In the dark, murderous night with flashes of swords and swords, someone protected her in his arms.
So warm, so reassuring...
"As long as you can stay with me, even if you are promised the throne, why not?" A cold voice sounded in my mind.
In the end, she seemed to merge with the people in her memory, following a monk with extraordinary temperament into darkness under the moonlight...
Her breath suddenly suffocated, and she began to become instinctively afraid.
No...no...can't pass...
At this moment, Yi Haomiao took a long breath, looked at the golden needle sucked into his palm, and a proud smile appeared on his handsome and charming face:
"I finally took it out, haha, Lu Zicong, a senior brother is a senior brother after all, I am the superior in skill after all!"
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