Leaning on the soft pillow at the head of the bed, Nie Chen half-closed his right eye, thinking motionless in his head.

In my memory, in the lakeside villa area, the last scene when the Nine Dragons would beat themselves with a tiger, it seemed that the tiger had knocked himself on the head with a stick or something, and then he passed out, and after regaining consciousness, he was here.

Then everything the doctor said just now happened during his coma.

Touching his chin, Nie Chen quickly sorted out a few questions that needed to be clarified.

How did you get to the hospital?

Who arranges for the doctor and the transplanted eyeball?

Who pays for the huge medical expenses?

These are all problems that no one in Nie Chen's life circle can do, he is a foreigner, and he has not been here for a long time, and his friends are all fox friends and dog friends, and none of them are richer than him.

These things are all very generous, and they can't be done without a high status and a lot of money.

More than two million is not a small number.

But if he wants to break his head, Nie Chen doesn't know who did the good deeds without leaving a name.

After lying on the bed for a while, the bottle of drip on the top of his head quickly ran out, Nie Chen ripped off the needle and struggled out of bed.

If he didn't understand this, he was restless.

After taking two steps on the ground, he saw a pair of crutches next to the bed, which he didn't notice just now.

The injury to the ribs was very painful, and he could reach out and touch the very strong protective gear wrapped around his waist, there were no crutches, and he couldn't walk very neatly, Nie Chen put on crutches and slowly grinded out the door.

As soon as the door opened, the noise in the corridor suddenly entered the ears,

Patients and their families, nurses and doctors, who were busy with their lives, were shuttling and shouting outside, and the patients in the corridors did not know how to rest.

Nie Chen walked slowly from the side on crutches and came to the nurse's station on this floor.

There are two nurses in the nurse station, who are busy operating the computer, and the nurse named Bai Xue is not there, and the nurses here are all in charge of several wards, probably taking care of other patients.

"That...... Excuse me. Nie Chen leaned against the counter of the nurse's station with difficulty, and said to a chubby nurse: "I am a patient in room 1501, and I want to see my medical records." ”

There must be a family member's signature on the medical record, and the name of the payer can also be seen on the payment receipt, public hospitals are all regular operations, and everything will have traces, as long as you see the medical record, you can know who is helping you.

It's not good to ask the nurse to help check this kind of thing, after all, it's your own business, and you can only rest assured if you see it with your own eyes.

The fat nurse was disturbed from her work, and rolled her eyes impatiently, Nie Chen smiled, she just typed on the keyboard a few times, and used the printer to type a thick stack of paper out.

"Sign!" the fat nurse patted a book.

Nie Chen signed, took the medical record as thick as the book, and returned the same way, and slowly walked back to the ward.

Sitting firmly on the bed, Nie Chen hurriedly flipped through the pages, page by page, and looked very carefully.

Medical records show that as soon as he was admitted to the hospital, he was admitted to the ICU.

Five rib fractures.

The left eye was ruptured and surgically removed.

Debridement and suturing of wounds throughout the body, a total of 212 stitches.

Eyeball transplants, countless blood transfusions.

Calculating the time, fifteen days have passed since I entered this hospital, that is, half a month.

Taking a breath of cold air, Nie Chen continued to look down, he wanted to find the signature on the surgical consent form, as well as the name on the payment receipt.

These things are easy to find, and it doesn't take much time to see them.

However, it is disappointing that the column signed by the family on the surgical consent form is blank, and the words "no family members" are written in scribbled font on the side.

Similarly, the name on each payment receipt is your own name, the payment method is written as "bank transfer", and the transfer account number column is written as "the payer is confidential".

Looking at the word "Nie Chen" in the black body, Nie Chen couldn't help but laugh--- where did he get the two million medical expenses? Two hundred yuan is about the same.

This thick medical record is worthless to Nie Chen.

Throwing it aside, Nie Chen put his body on the soft pillow and began to think about it.

Although I always feel that I am a little handsome, I don't have eight-pack abs, and I won't have a rich woman who has a crush and quietly throws money at herself.

Thinking about it, I can't do anything.

Very instinctively, Nie Chen's hand involuntarily touched his head, and he touched his head casually while thinking about things, which was his habit.

The hand reached up and inadvertently touched the wound of the left eye.

As soon as his fingers touched his eye sockets, there was another pain, Nie Chen screamed, and in the scream, Nie Chen dimly saw that a person in a takeaway suit pushed the door in, put a lunch box on the coffee table next to the sofa, and said, "Your dinner." ”

Yes?

The scene in front of me overlapped, and the right eye saw that it was an empty room, while the left eye, which was covered by gauze bandages, saw the figure of the delivery person.

I heard the sound in my ears.

Nie Chen suddenly straightened his head and looked at the illusory scene in front of him incredulously.

In the blink of an eye, the figure of the delivery man disappeared.

There was nothing above the low table.

What's going on?

Nie Chen looked left and right in surprise, confirming that there was no doubt that there was no shadow of a delivery man or a box lunch in this ward.

Is it a hallucination?

A few seconds later, just as he was startled, the door to the ward was really pushed open, and a man in a takeaway suit walked in, put a lunch box on the coffee table, and said, "Your dinner." "Turn and leave.

It's like a movie that has just been screened, replayed again.

Or maybe someone dragged the progress bar and repeated what had just happened.

The difference is that this time the steaming lunch box is really placed on the coffee table, and a pair of bamboo chopsticks are placed on it, which is real.

"It's true...... Or is it a dream?" Nie Chen sat on the bed in disbelief, looking at the lunch box, like a dream.

Could it be that I saw it the same as when the nurse came in in the afternoon...... What should have happened a few seconds later?

Is there really such a thing? How?

Nie Chen got out of bed tremblingly, holding the lunch box, the hot lunch box reminded him through his sense of touch that this was really a box that could be eaten and had just been filled with food.

He also picked up chopsticks, picked up a piece of braised pork, and fed it to his mouth.

The fat chunks of meat churned in his mouth, rolled on the tip of his tongue, dodged between his teeth, and the greasy feeling was like a pig dancing in his mouth.

The illusion and the reality kept reappearing in his mind, and gradually, when they were combined, the thoughts that had just flashed were firmly established.

What the left eye sees is true, and what the right eye sees is also true.

The difference is that the left eye is what is going to happen later, and the right eye is what is happening.

Nie Chen even forgot to chew the meat in his mouth, holding the lunch box, standing still in a daze.

It's a special feature!

Do I have a special ability?