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Chapter 86 Giving dreams and future to people (1)

Amidst the music, the students suddenly heard the sound of a series of glass shattering after falling to the ground.

The moment he turned around, he saw a large number of cups being swept to the floor at the bar, all kinds of drinks spilled all over the floor, and there was also a scary guy lying on the ground, who was made up to be a weirdo.

Robin Hood was maintaining his punching posture, while the guy on the ground with the bandage on his head wiped his lips and slowly stood up, with a panicked Catwoman next to him.

"Hitting someone! Beating someone!"

"It seems like it's because of jealousy?"

The murmurs of onlookers.

Caroline was indeed in a state of confusion at this time. She never thought that 'Arnold' would suddenly appear and punch 403 right in the face.

"Hey, relax, I'm just playing a game with her." 403 got up at this time, shrugged and said, "Do you have a boyfriend? Forget it."

His posture was very casual, as if he was chatting up a woman, and then her boyfriend showed up, waving his hands and planning to leave - this kind of thing shouldn't be too common on the streets.

"You are looking for death." 'Arnold' revealed a terrifying look, violent and ferocious.

Just when he was about to teach this bandaged guy a lesson, Caroline grabbed his arm forcefully and said quickly: "Don't make trouble."

"But he..." 'Arnold' looked back at Caroline, still angry.

Caroline shook her head and said: "I don't know him..."

Before she finished speaking, Caroline looked forward in surprise. 'Arnold', who noticed Caroline's actions, also took a look and saw that the guy with his head covered with bandages had already walked away and blended into the crowd.

among.

"Arnold" reluctantly let go of his clenched fist. Caroline gently tugged on "Arnold's" clothes and whispered, "Let's go, it's boring."

They returned the clothes directly to the ball, changed back into their original clothes, and then quietly left the masquerade ball in the auditorium without talking to each other - to the students here, it was just an episode of teasing a girl and being beaten.

It did not affect their interest, and soon passionate music was playing in the auditorium.

'Arnold' walked in front, and Caroline followed slowly behind... She didn't expect that 'Arnold' would show such excitement.

In a daze, Caroline seemed to understand what 403 wanted to do... She clearly remembered the look in 403's eyes at that time.

Although he was beaten to the ground, his eyes were so happy, as if he was teasing a crazy lion and admiring the madness of the lion.

"I...I really don't know him." Caroline took two steps forward and whispered beside Arnold: "He suddenly walked over and then kissed him suddenly. I couldn't react.

"

"I know." 'Arnold' shook his head and said sullenly: "Probably some self-righteous guy. I have seen this kind of person a lot! Don't let me see him next time, otherwise!"

"Otherwise?" Caroline stopped, put her hands behind her back, walked upside down in front of 'Arnold', and looked at 'Arnold' with wide eyes, "What else?"

"I will teach him a lesson!" 'Arnold' said seriously.

But Caroline suddenly laughed, and the laughter made 'Arnold' very puzzled, and he hurriedly said: "Don't really think of me as a nerd, it hurts even if I hit someone!"

"It's not that I doubt this." Caroline shook her head gently, "The key is, do you know who that person is?"

'Arnold' was startled, and then his expression turned ugly - indeed, that guy's head was covered with bandages, and he seemed to be wearing makeup... No one would know what he looked like... Even, people

Maybe even if a real person appears in front of you, you won't be able to recognize him.

"I..." 'Arnold' wanted to say something, but found that everything he said seemed pale and useless, and he couldn't help feeling discouraged.

Carlo went to go but suddenly came closer and whispered in 'Arnold's ear: "But thank you for giving me this punch."

The soft and waxy voice made 'Arnold' feel itchy in his ears, and then he felt a soft touch on his cheek, which was Caroline's quick kiss on his face.

Caroline didn't speak, and 'Arnold' felt a little sudden. The two only made eye contact for a moment, and then Caroline turned and walked forward, "I'm hungry, is there any place in this school that has good food?

?It’s been a long time since I had a normal meal.”

"There is a good restaurant in the park." 'Arnold' quickly caught up.

Caroline suddenly looked somewhere else, as if she was distracted. 'Arnold' followed Caroline's gaze, and it turned out that a pair of close lovers were walking by. 'Arnold' asked curiously:

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing..." Caroline shook her head, "I just think this woman's clothes are pretty..."

"Clothes?" 'Arnold' looked at it thoughtfully a few more times.

Of course, the lovers didn't notice anyone looking at them, chatting and laughing before they passed by.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see."

She shrugged and continued walking forward, but her peripheral vision still glanced at the face of the girl in the passing couple.

This girl turned out to be the woman who appeared in the photo of Lucas and his girlfriend found in the dormitory.

But the man next to her is obviously not Lucas...403.

'Arnold' didn't seem to know this girl...Caroline frowned. Was it because Lucas had not introduced her before, or because 'Arnold', who had been swapping identities, didn't know her at all.

Any chance of knowing this woman exists?

403... Is it nearby now? Then I looked at it quietly and couldn't recognize it.





In the afternoon, towards evening.

After learning that Dr. French had stabilized and that he would be fine as long as he woke up, Mr. Offee had left not long ago.

It was impossible for him to leave the work at hand, so he had no choice but to let Bara stay and take care of him.

Of course, Bara is a very responsible servant and is always with Dr. French in the ward, but there are also times when some people have emergencies.

Putting down the magazine, Bara glanced at Dr. French, who was still sleeping, and then walked to the bathroom - this kind of configuration is naturally found in independent wards.

But when Bara came out after relieving herself, she showed a horrified look - Dr. French was no longer in the hospital bed!

The infusion tube was pulled out, a corner of the quilt was lifted, and one of the slippers under the bed was missing. Bara was so frightened that she rushed out of the ward, but she saw Dr. French in the corridor.

He did not go far, and his slightly stooped figure was standing in front of the corridor wall, wearing only one slipper.

Dr. French was writing something on the wall with his finger, as if there was no one else around. Barra walked quietly behind Dr. French, and he didn't even notice.

Her fingers quickly wrote line after line of 'things' on the wall, but what exactly was written was unknown - originally, it was impossible for Bara to understand what Dr. French wrote...

For example, Bara felt that the things in her home studio were just ghost symbols.

"Dr. French?" Barra called out subconsciously.

Dr. French trembled slightly at this time, unexpectedly reacting to Bara's call. He turned around, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, and said: "Bara? Why are you here..."

But Bara suddenly grabbed Dr. French's arm in surprise, "Oh my god! Dr. French, you finally recognized me!"

"What happened?" Dr. French frowned, then looked around blankly, then looked at the patient clothes on his body, and said in surprise: "This is a hospital? Why am I here?"

"Doctor, have you forgotten?"

Dr. French shook his head and rubbed his head, "I can't remember...can you talk to me?"

"Of course." Bara nodded, and then said: "But this is not the place to talk. Doctor, let's go back to the ward first. Let me tell you, you have really scared us to death since last night! You don't

I know that Mr. Aoife paralyzed the traffic in Rio for more than two hours because of you! That was the busiest time during the day!"



After listening to Bara's retelling, Dr. French didn't say anything for a long time, just looking out the window blankly.

Bara got a glass of water at this time, and at the same time glanced at the infusion bag next to the hospital bed - she had already called the nurse to come over and re-inject Dr. French with normal saline.

"Doctor, drink some water."

"Thanks."

Bara sat down and said with a bit of blame: "Doctor, please don't drink randomly next time... No, I have to hide all the poisonous things at home."

Dr. French smiled bitterly, "I'm not really crazy."

"But the way you looked before was simply crazy." Bara insisted.

But seeing Dr. French starting to look for something, he rummaged through the bedside and the cabinet next to him, but he didn't seem to find what he wanted. Bara couldn't help but curiously asked: "Doctor, what are you looking for?"

"

"My notebook, have you seen it? It's covered in brown leather!" Dr. French said quickly.

Bara shook her head: "What notebook, I didn't see it? It should still be at home, right?"

Dr. French was silent and sat down quietly. Seeing that he didn't speak, Bara started reading the magazine boredly again.

"Bara, I want to be discharged from the hospital." Dr. French suddenly said at this time.

Bara disagreed, "Doctor, you can recuperate here for a few days, and then go back when you are well. I will come over to accompany you these days. By the way, Mr. Aoife said, he will also come after work

Came here. Originally he didn’t want to leave, but he had to attend a meeting in the afternoon, so..."

"It's okay." Dr. French shook his head and said, "By the way, I'm a little hungry. Can you go get me some food?"

"Okay, doctor, what do you want to eat?"

"Soup, I want to drink some thick soup." Dr. French said slowly.

Bara stood up quickly and said: "Then wait a minute, I'll go to the hospital cafeteria to see if there is Dr.... Are you really okay?"

"What's wrong with me? I just feel a little bad." Dr. French smiled bitterly.

Bara nodded and left quickly - but on the way, she called Mr. Offee and told him that Dr. French had woken up and regained his senses.

After learning about this incident, Mr. Aoife seemed to be in a better mood. After giving a few simple instructions, he returned to work, but also promised to come over in the evening.

Just as Mr. Offee continued to participate in the meeting, not long after, Bara called again, "What's the matter, Bara?"

"I'm sorry, sir... I don't know... The doctor said he wanted to eat something, so I went to buy some soup, and then... I don't know what to say... Sir, when I came back, the doctor was gone!

This time he is really missing! I can’t find him!”

"What!"

At the meeting, Mr. Ao Fei suddenly stood up under the surprised eyes of everyone!



On a busy road, an old man wearing a patient's uniform was walking on the street. He waved, and soon a taxi stopped in front of the old man.

After getting on the bus, the driver looked at the old man's clothes and asked strangely: "Sir, have you just come out of the hospital?"

The old man is Dr. French.

Dr. French did not answer at this time, but directly reported an address, "No. 481, Xiangshan Avenue North Street."

This address is where a high-end residential area is located, where wealthy people live. Although it looked like there was something wrong with the old man, the driver was not too surprised.

"Sir, is this your home?" In order to liven up the atmosphere, the driver decided to chat with the old man - in fact, many drivers in the industry are chatty, and naturally they need to find something to kill time during the long journey on the road.

things.

"Well, yes, my home." Dr. French, however, was not in the mood to chatter. He simply responded and then looked out the window and ignored her.

Seeing that the old gentleman was unwilling to speak, the driver had no choice but to turn on the radio knowingly. But after a while, the old gentleman in the back seat suddenly came up to him and asked, "Where is this? Who are you?"

Who is going to take me somewhere?"

The driver looked stunned, opened his mouth and said: "Old sir, aren't we going to No. 481, Xiangshan Avenue North Street? This is what you said, a meeting or something."

"Did I say that?" Dr. French frowned, then shook his head and said, "I didn't say it! The direction is wrong! Send me to the National Academy of Sciences, Aerospace Branch!"

"Aerospace branch?" The driver was stunned.

"What are you doing standing still! Go quickly!" Dr. French said in a deep voice at this time: "I have very important experiments to do!"

This old man...could there be something wrong with his brain, right? The driver glanced at Dr. French suspiciously, and finally felt that something was wrong with this old man wearing a patient uniform.

He glanced at the street next to him and spotted two policemen patrolling the road, and said quickly: "Hey, old gentleman, can you wait a moment? My son asked me to buy something for him, he's right next to him! Wait a moment, I'll be there soon

return!"

With that said, without waiting for Dr. French to speak, he parked the car on the side of the road, took out the car key, and hurriedly walked towards the two policemen on patrol.

"Sir, I just got an old man in the car. He seems to have some brain problems. Can you please contact his family or something..."

"Is that the person you're talking about?" one of the policemen pointed.

The driver took a look and saw that the weird old man had already gotten into another taxi and suddenly rushed onto the highway.



"National Academy of Sciences, Aerospace Branch!" Dr. French said seriously: "I am Dr. French, and I have a very important experiment to do! Please hurry up! You are making a contribution to the country!"


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