Strange...didn't I just fall asleep? Why did I suddenly wake up again?
When Qiu Yuan was still wondering if he was woken up by something...
The feeling of numbness and tingling on his arms instantly woke up Qiu Yuan's still vague consciousness.
At this moment, Qiu Yuan realized that something was wrong with his current body...
Qiu Yuan didn't know how to describe this feeling. This body gave Qiu Yuan the feeling of floating on the clouds.
This feeling is not very comfortable! Because the cloud cannot bear the weight of the human body.
This body gave Qiu Yuan a fragile feeling, as if he would fall from the clouds at any time, fall thousands of feet into the sky and be shattered into pieces.
What's going on? A ghost is on the bed?
Qiu Yuan used all his strength to activate his body's hearing, vision and other senses.
The dazzling light caught Qiu Yuan's eyes...
Not opening his eyes for a long time caused Qiu Yuan's eyes to feel a stinging sensation after seeing the light, and then he started to cry crazily.
This forced Qiu Yuan to squint his eyes again, but his hearing could still function normally...
Soon Qiu Yuan heard strangers talking next to her.
"The patient in bed three of the director really woke up!"
"This shows that our treatment is effective. Let's take this opportunity to quickly invite our journalist friends waiting outside."
"Reporter? But...but the patient just woke up and needs to rest! It's better not to disturb the patient now!"
"Inviting reporters in is to interview our hospital and not to disturb the patients! This is the first time in the world that a patient has recovered from severe brain injury. We need to explain it carefully in front of our journalist friends."
What reporter? And I’m in the hospital?
At this time, Qiu Yuan's eyes finally adapted to the light in the ward. When he opened his eyes, he saw several doctors and nurses in white coats surrounding his bed.
Before Qiu Yuan fully understood the situation, suddenly a large number of reporters with "long guns and short cannons" swarmed in in the blink of an eye.
Although one of the reporters looked like he was interviewing the dean, he looked more like he was asking Qiu Yuan who was lying on the hospital bed.
"As one of the survivors of the bus crashing off a cliff, can the patient still remember the details of the crash?"
What bus crash case?
Qiu Yuan's thinking is a little confused now...
At this moment, someone's camera forgot to turn off the flash, or maybe it was intentional. When the camera shutter was pressed, a dazzling flash of light burst out, directly hurting Qiu Yuan's eyes, which had not yet recovered.
Qiu Yuan's eyes shed a lot of tears again, and even after closing them, he could still feel a burning pain and a huge light spot remaining.
But even so, the reporters seemed not to let Qiu Yuan go, and kept asking all kinds of questions in Qiu Yuan's ears.
But when Qiu Yuan heard these questions and the sound of the camera shutter clicking, he just wanted to shout to the reporters...
I don’t know, I really don’t know anything, can you just leave me alone?!
But... Qiu Yuan couldn't shout. Qiu Yuan found that this body was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to speak.
Qiu Yuan could only feel a helpless feeling like drowning as his throat seemed to be stuck with something.
Qiu Yuan listened to the noisy sound in his ears that almost drowned him to death, and he only had one thought in his mind.
Who can help me.
………………
Virgil really didn't expect that he would be derelict at the beginning of his shift today.
In his ears, the voices of Futaba, Ciri and his damn brother Dante in the tavern kept coming, urging him to rush to the hospital.
And Virgil was indeed rushing to the hospital as fast as he could.
The earth's world rating is a safety level of 0 to 5 (30), and the 30 note behind it is the damage rating of the atomic bomb, the biggest killer on earth today.
Therefore, the body that Virgil is attached to now cannot use any extraordinary power at all.
But the waiting place for the body was right next door to the hospital, so Virgil didn't take long to get to Qiu Yuan's ward.
But Virgil was still a step late... A human wall of reporters had already been erected in front of Qiu Yuan's ward, blocking the entrance to the ward.
The reason why this group of reporters came so quickly, as if they were here in advance, must have been arranged by someone in advance.
The existence of this advance arrangement... can basically be attributed to a 'nightmare'.
Not much has changed since the earth was eroded by the nightmare. Currently, the nightmare has only one impact on the earth.
That is the gradual decline of social atmosphere around the world and the slow decline of human moral standards.
This is a subtle influence.
At the same time, the nightmare also focused on Qiu Yuan.
The nightmare is not about wanting Qiu Yuan to die, but more about torturing Qiu Yuan's mind and aggravating Qiu Yuan's shadow disease, until Qiu Yuan is forever trapped in this nightmare called reality.
But Virgil will never let the nightmare succeed, and neither will everyone in the tavern.
Whether it's gods or demons, if they weren't busy taking care of Qiu Yuan now and the resources of Happy Crystal were insufficient, they might have formed a group to find out the mastermind and kill them ruthlessly.
That's right...kill it.
Not only Virgil himself, but when everyone in the tavern saw Qiu Yuan's current situation through the monitor of the projector, they were all already in a state of rage.
‘Virgil! Do something quickly! Aren’t you going to be able to walk without the Yama Sword?’ Dante shouted dissatisfiedly in his ear.
'Shut up! Dante!'
Virgil even took the time to scold his stupid brother with his own body, and then Virgil set his sights on a plastic broom placed in the hospital corridor.
The magic swordsman picked up the plastic broom without much thought and held it in his hand...
His sharp gaze swept across the group of reporters blocking the passage to Qiuyuan's ward like a human wall.
Virgil...draw your sword!
The handle of the broom turned into a sharp sword in the hands of the magic swordsman. The moment the blade was unsheathed, it struck a reporter on the knee with a sharp stab.
Although the blow was not strong, it was so precise that the reporter who kept pressing the shutter fell to one knee on the ground. At the same time, it was accompanied by excruciating pain that forced him to put down the camera in his hand and hug his left leg.
Screaming in pain on the ground.
The moment the reporter fell to the ground, Virgil had already completed dozens of slashes and stabs with the sword in his hand.
Almost in an instant, the group of reporters blocking the door of the ward all fell to the ground in confusion...
They either held their legs and cried out in pain, or they fell to the ground holding their abdomen and were in so much pain that they couldn't straighten up at all.
At this time, Virgil also dropped the broom in his hand and walked into the ward through the gap where the reporters were lying on the ground.
The first thing he saw after entering the ward... was a nurse covering Qiu Yuan's eyes with her hands, and the attending doctors accompanying her.
"……Thanks."
Although Virgil was not very good at thanking others, he was not stingy with his gratitude at this time.
Human beings are really strange creatures.
Although under the influence of nightmares, the social atmosphere of countries around the world is gradually declining, and human moral standards are gradually declining.
But there are always some people and some professions... who will always stay where they are with due diligence, such as the doctors and nurses who have been taking care of Qiu Yuan's condition.
"You...what did you do?"
But one of the doctors was frightened by Virgil's terrifying skill of knocking down a group of reporters in an instant.
"I did not do anything."
Of course Virgil didn't want to get into any legal trouble. It didn't matter that he was alone, but he still had to take care of Qiu Yuan.
"They won't have any wounds on their bodies, they will only feel pain, bone-deep pain..."
This is Vergil's ultimate swordsmanship.
He could make the people lying on the ground so painful that they almost fainted, but the doctor couldn't detect even a single bruise on their bodies.
No one even saw the moment Vergil drew his sword just now, and even the surveillance was avoided by Vergil using blind spots.
"The patient is now well enough to be discharged from the hospital, but he still needs regular dialysis treatment."
Another nurse thought that the treatment was good, and she dutifully began to remove the needles and electrodes of various medical devices from Qiu Yuan's body.
At this time, Virgil also saw Qiu Yuan lying on the bed again.
How fragile... No matter how many times Virgil sees it, he will always sigh like this.
The skin is so pale that there is no blood color, the arms are so thin that there are almost only bones left due to muscle atrophy, and the hands are so weak that it is difficult to even hold them.
Let alone Virgil, any human being could easily break Qiu Yuan's neck.
But it was Qiu Yuan's hands that gave Virgil supreme power!
Virgil clearly remembered the pleasure of being able to easily defeat his annoying brother Dante when his and Qiu Yuan's wills overlapped!
Dante was his lifelong enemy. Although Virgil hated Dante from beginning to end, he had to admit Dante's strength...
No matter how much Virgil craves for power and uses any method to improve his strength at all costs, in the end he will always be defeated by Dante by one move. Even if he can fight with Dante, he will only be evenly matched in the end.
But the power Qiuyuan gave Virgil was different.
Qiuyuan gave Vergil no longer an equal confrontation with Dante, but an absolute power that almost defeated Dante without any damage!
This is what Virgil longed for, and he spent all his life longing for... Pava.
Thinking about this, Virgil walked directly to Qiu Yuan's hospital bed...
"Did the patient's family bring a wheelchair? Do you remember to go through the discharge procedures?" the nurse asked.
"No."
Virgil only answered with two simple words.
I don’t know if this doesn’t mean that I didn’t bring a wheelchair or that I didn’t go through the discharge procedures.
With this answer, everyone in the tavern slapped him on the forehead, and Dante shouted again, 'I knew I couldn't leave this to him!'
But Virgil ignored the complaints from the nurse and everyone in the tavern, and walked directly to the bedside to carry Qiu Yuan on his back.
Qiu Yuan finally recovered some strength at this time, but he still couldn't open his eyes. After feeling that he was being carried by someone, he could only ask weakly.
"Where...are you going?"
Faced with Qiu Yuan's question, the demon swordsman only gave a short two-word answer.