When he opened his eyes, Wen Ming found himself lying on a hospital bed, and next to the bed, a blonde nurse looked at him expressionlessly, and then touched his forehead.

"I'm grass, what's going on?"

Wen Ming was a little stunned, as a Chinese who grew up under the red flag, although Wen Ming had been mixed in those big cities in China before, but he had no chance to have zero contact with foreigners, especially foreign beauties.

Because not only does he not know English, but he is also poor!

And now, there is a beautiful nurse with blonde hair and blue eyes, who is touching his forehead with a somewhat cool hand.

Wen Ming closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed his incomprehension, as well as a certain impulse that might arise because of some kind of contact.

"The day before yesterday was a weekend, so I didn't have to go to work, but in order to earn more money, I went to help a real estate company distribute flyers at the subway entrance."

Wen Ming, who closed his eyes, recalled.

"But in the past few days, I can't stand the national high temperature warning, so if I want to go to the subway station to cool off, it's best to wash my face in the bathroom."

"But...... I seem to ...... Haven't walked into the subway yet...... Just fainted? ”

Suddenly opened his eyes, Wen Ming saw the blonde nurse, still expressionless, taking her hand away from her forehead, and then leaving the ward with a twist of her buttocks.

"But why are the nurses in this hospital foreigners? I haven't heard of any hospital near here that uses this level of foreign chicks? ”

"Nurses all use foreign girls of this level, so do you have to pay for the medical expenses?"

"I'm grass, who the saved me?"

Thinking of the 21 bank cards he now owns and the four-digit deposits that add up, Wen Ming's heart twitched.

Got up from the hospital bed in a panic, but Wen Ming felt a weakness in his hands and feet.

"Heat stroke?"

Finally standing firmly on the ground, Wen Ming felt that something was wrong, and he looked at his right hand on the hospital bed.

White and tender, with slender fingers, this looks like a pianist's hand!

Wen Ming raised his hands, placed his two palms in front of him, closed his eyes, then opened them again, moved his fingers, closed his eyes again, and opened them again......

I don't know how long it took, Wen Ming's heartbeat was already over 150, his expression was as if he was drunk, and he stood in front of the window of the ward.

Outside the window is a high-rise building, judging from Wen Ming's eyes as an intermediary running the market, this is definitely not in a big city in China where he was before.

And the glass on the window, faintly reflected in the newly grown boy, made Wen Ming's heartbeat instantly exceed 180.

As a perennial reader who wanders around the starting point, Wen Ming is able to accept what he sees now. However, he couldn't believe it all.

"If it's a dream, don't let me wake up!"

Wen Ming carefully looked at himself standing opposite him, with black hair and some fair skin, and when he got closer, he could see the black pupils.

"This is, many years ago."

Although he didn't know why he had become young when he had just graduated from high school, Wen Ming liked the feeling of wearing it very much. After all, in the future, I will definitely be papapa, and I will cross into other people's bodies, can I still be regarded as my own papapa?

"Bah, bah, bah...... As a time-traveler, why am I most worried about Papapa? ”

It's pitiful to say, although Wen Ming is not a place, his previous life was indeed too unsatisfactory, so his little brother has not experienced much 'grinding'......

"Ahem!"

Wen Ming was taking it for granted when he suddenly heard the door of the ward being opened.

Looking back, there were already three more people in this single room.

One is the blonde and blue-eyed nurse who had a skin-to-skin relationship with him just now, the other is a middle-aged white white doctor in a white coat who has already lost his head, and a black old man wearing a black suit and white shirt with a tie clip pinned to his tie.

Wen Ming had a bit of an intention that the enemy would not move, so he stood there and looked at the three of them, without saying a word.

The white doctor looked at Wen Ming for a few moments, and then whispered, "He should be fine, you can tell him directly." ”

Wen Ming was stunned, because although the white doctor's voice was very low, this single ward was not large, and the distance between them could make Wen Ming easily hear the white doctor's voice.

But why can you understand it?

But there's nothing surprising about it, even the crossing happened, and being able to understand English all of a sudden is nothing.

Wen Ming, who knew what he knew, continued to be silent, because he was not sure if he could speak English when he spoke.

The old black man walked up to Wen Ming with a serious expression, and then said in a very calm voice: "I am your parents' lawyer Sith, and we have met before. Although I know it's not the right time, I want to...... You should be able to handle it this time. ”

Sith looked at Wen Ming's 'sadness' to the point of despair, and his face was so desperate that his face was like ashes, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He is not only the lawyer of Wenming's parents, but also their friend.

"The car accident you had with your parents the night before yesterday......"

Wen Ming listened to Lawyer Sith's words, and he already understood in his heart that this city is New York, one of the most prosperous cities in the world, and his parents work in New York, both of whom belong to the high-paid class, and can even be said to be one of the boss's partners. He is a first-year student at Harvard University who came to New York from Cambridge to reunite with his parents during the holidays.

But the night before yesterday, the weather was not very good, and the family of three had a car accident, and he was only slightly injured because he was sitting in the back of the car, but his parents died that night.

Sith handed Wen Ming a tote bag full of relics from the car accident.

Then he continued: "Because your parents don't have any savings, and a lot of the spending is in advance, so ...... Didn't leave you a legacy. The house you live in will also be taken by the bank in these days. ”

Wen Ming just saw a photo of a family of three in a black wallet among the relics, although he was in it, but his parents were not his parents in his previous life.

Wen Ming, who was not very sad, happened to hear the words of the Sith, and it was as if the end had collapsed in an instant.

If you don't have a huge deposit, why should even the house be taken away?

Do you just count on the more than $200 in your wallet?

Sith noticed Wen Ming's grief-stricken expression, and said with some sadness: "The insurance company will lose some of the money, but this money will be ...... by the bank."

Wen Ming felt that he was a little unstable, and it was really killing people to consume in advance. He felt that the information he needed most now was the time now.

If he could have foreseen it, how could he still be able to achieve nothing?

But before he could ask, he heard Sith say: "Because you have to stay and deal with some things, I will help you refund the ticket to Huaxia." And, of course, your parents' ...... I'm sorry! ”

Chinese?

Wen Ming was a little surprised, why did this foreigner call China Huaxia?