Rewind time a little. After the blue-haired Ling Haoran vomited out the beef brisket mixed with a little cow blood, he hurriedly drank kelp soup and "red bull" to relieve the burning throat and suppress the urge to regulate. Liu Hanyan watched him add another bowl of kelp soup after drinking it, and the blue-haired Ling Haoran ate a little more kelp, and then he felt better. However, my head hurt a little, and my consciousness gradually blurred. He sensed that something was wrong with him, and immediately pressed his hand to the cross on his chest that was neither silver nor jade and called the wise professor, asking him to help him analyze his current physical condition.

The wise professor looked at the special apparatus from a distance, and was surprised to find that his consciousness gradually separated automatically in the waking state without a special device. And it was not the usual four or six points - forty percent of what his body was left behind, and sixty percent of what could be freely exchanged between his mind and Ling Haoran's mind, but it seemed to be divided into three parts of the last time he did the real yàn - one was forty percent of what his body was left behind, one was less than three percent, and one was more than thirty percent. Once they are really separated, Lan Haoran will definitely fall asleep on the table immediately. That Liu Hanyan would definitely be frightened, thinking that he was really poisoned or had a food allergy to the point of shock.

"Make an effort to fight yourself, and don't separate the ontological consciousness from one of the masses, and let only one of them be separated. The Wise Professor could only say something like this, "Let's see if the separated consciousness will go to Ling Haoran's body, and if this group of consciousness can make Ling Haoran wake up." "What can be conscious, how can he work hard? The blue-haired Ling Hao didn't know the essentials, and he had no experience and methods to follow.

He had no choice but to lean back in his chair, his head slightly lowered with one hand on his forehead, and his eyes on the dishes on the table. As for whether Liu Hanyan on the side ate vegetables and ate food, and whether he let him eat anything, he didn't care at all. Liu Hanyan also raised his head and asked him: "Why don't you eat it?" He replied vaguely: "It's full." After several helpless struggles, without knowing how to exert force at all, finally the ontological consciousness and one of the masses of consciousness did not have the tendency to separate anymore, and a mass of more than 30% of the consciousness was completely detached. It's just that this mass of consciousness only hovers around his head after it is detached, and it does not leave. I don't know if I can't leave alone. When the wise professor saw this, he immediately flew over to try to help, he wanted to use the artificial brain to contain the consciousness, but the artificial brain did not come close. "Whoosh!" The mass of consciousness returned to the blue-haired Ling Haoran's mind, and merged with the consciousness in his mind.

At this moment, Liu Hanyan touched his bloated stomach and called the waiter to pay. The blue-haired Ling Haoran took her out after paying the money, thinking to himself, let's hurry back to the hotel room, otherwise what should Liu Hanyan do if something happens to her? She can't even walk now! But as soon as she went out, her head began to hurt again, and her consciousness became blurred. His heart is broken, what can he do?

Therefore, he struggled, hugged Liu Hanyan to find his car, and then drove back to the hotel quickly. Along the way, the blue-haired Ling Haoran's consciousness was not very clear, but fortunately, there was his own avoidance device in the car, so that he could return to the hotel without danger. As soon as he entered the room, the blue-haired Ling Haoran really couldn't hold on. So I fell asleep on the bed directly. Then, the consciousness in his head, which was struggling to score three points, quickly split into two masses. Four or six points as before, the six percent "whoosh" left like a flash.

"Hao'er, Hao'er!" Since the establishment of the hospital, there has never been more than half of the current noisy Jingnan City Third People's Hospital, Ling's father and Ling's mother, who had just arrived in the ward, were calling for their beloved son. However, after calling many times, the two even pushed with their hands, but Ling Haoran still did not react. Ling's mother, who had short ears and looked shrewd and capable, glanced at Li Qianqian, who was still fashionable and beautiful beside her, with tears in her eyes: "It can't be that you deliberately comforted the two of us, right? Why didn't you respond to shouting for a long time? Is Haoran's injury very serious and he hasn't woken up yet?"

"Not really. Li Qianqian hurriedly raised her hand and shook it, "Mom, Haoran really woke up at seven or eight o'clock last night." Later, his uncle came to see him, and he talked to his uncle a lot, I don't believe you asked these people in the ward. Why should I lie to you?" "Then what's going on now?" Ling Mu pointed to Ling Haoran, who was motionless with his eyes closed and motionless on the hospital bed, "Since you have already woken up, why can't you wake up?"

"Mom, didn't Haoran have narcolepsy before?" Li Qianqian could only say patiently, "You also told me that he has been sleepy since the beginning of the year and often can't wake up." Now that he's injured and lacks energy, won't he be more lethargic?" "yes, don't worry. Father Ling pulled Ling's mother's clothes at this time, "Let's wait a little longer, maybe he will wake up in a while." ”

"It's so noisy......" At this moment, a faint voice came. Ling's father and mother subconsciously looked at the hospital bed, only to see Ling Haoran blinking his thick long eyelashes and slowly opening his eyes. "Son!" "Hao'er!" Ling's father and Ling's mother bent over happily, and Ling's mother also reached out to hold Ling Haoran's slender knuckled hand, "Baby son, you've woken up, you're scared to death from your parents!" "Dad, Mom." Ling Haoran's light blue eyes didn't have much brilliance and swept over the two familiar, aging faces one by one, "I'm sorry, I'm worried about you again." ”

"Silly son, where are parents who don't worry about their children?" Ling's mother tried her best to show a smile on her face, "Besides, this time it was a natural and man-made disaster, and you didn't mean it." You take care of your injuries and get better quickly. "Hmm. Liu Haoran nodded hard, only feeling warm in his heart. This is the parental affection that the body has never experienced! At this moment, he is really attached to it. If you leave with the body in the future, you will be lost forever. Larisin has no parents, siblings, and doesn't know what family is, only classmates, teachers and students, and teammates. It would be great if this part of my consciousness could be divided into two parts, one with the ontology, and the other to stay with Liu Hanyan and his parents! Moreover, if after two points, I am a little weaker, not as good and smart as I am now, and my body is weak, will Liu Hanyan still like me? However, my parents will never dislike me, right?

Liu Hanyan saw that the blue-haired Ling Haoran was breathing smoothly and fell asleep, touching his forehead, it was not hot, it was estimated that he was drunk, and he had to sleep well to recover. So she got up and helped him take off his shoes, tried to lift his feet onto the bed and lay him down, covered him with a quilt, and then leaned on the head of the bed panting. These things that are easy to do in normal times, she seems so difficult to do at the moment.