"Run, run!"
On the hospital bed, Song Yian murmured these two words and suddenly opened his eyes.
The boundless snowy scenery was gone, and the person lying on the ground was gone too. All that greeted his eyes were the cold medical instruments and the empty room.
There was still a syringe in his hand, and there was no one around him.
When Song Yian moved suddenly, the pain in his body came like a tidal wave. Only then did he realize that his whole body was in plaster and he couldn't move at all.
At this moment, the nurses heard the commotion in the ward. Seeing Song Yian, who was covered in plaster, sitting up on his own, they quickly put on sterile suits and rushed into the ward.
"Patient, don't move around. If you move again, you'll tear your wounds."
The nurses quickly informed the doctor and other nurses to come to the special intensive - care unit.
At this time, the on - duty doctor also came in. They examined Song Yian from head to toe. Song Yian's sudden and large movement had indeed caused his wounds to tear again. The doctor had to quickly treat him. But at this moment, Song Yian didn't care about his own body at all. He grabbed the doctor and asked, "Where's Qi Yu? Where's the Empress? Where is she? I'm going to take her away. I'm going to take her and run."
"Mr. Song, please calm down. Our nurses have already gone to inform your family members." Although the head nurse didn't understand what the "Empress" was about, her good professional ethics made her soothe Song Yian's emotions like she was coaxing a child.
The nurse's call of "Mr. Song" brought Song Yian, who was still lost in the dream, back to his senses.
He finally remembered his identity.
Song Yian.
The heir of the Song family and the husband of Li Xiyu.
However, this identity now sounded so strange.
Suddenly, he felt a splitting headache. He fell painfully onto the pillow, scaring the doctor and nurses.
"What's wrong?" the doctor quickly stepped forward and asked.
"My head hurts." Song Yian covered his head painfully and rolled on the bed.
"Patient, don't move around. Your head hurts, right? Come, let me take a look."
The doctor quickly reached out his hand. First, he asked the nurses to hold down Song Yian, who was rolling around in pain. Then he reached out to check Song Yian's head. Song Yian's head had been bruised during the admission check - up, so the doctor quickly examined the wound.
They didn't know that Song Yian's headache at this moment was because the continuous memories of his previous lives were pouring into his mind. His brain couldn't bear the stimulation for a moment, so he had a splitting headache.
He remembered everything.
Not only about his past and present lives, but also about all the lifetimes in between.
He made a wish in front of the Star - Picking Tower: "I will search for her alone through countless lifetimes. I will take her far away and protect her for a peaceful life."
So, in each of his lifetimes, he carried the memories of that lifetime. But due to Alzheimer's and the influence of multiple reincarnations, his memories of Li Qiyu gradually became blurred, then fragmented, and finally turned into dreams.
Gradually... he forgot that his name was Zhou Donglin.
But he never forgot her.
Thank goodness he didn't forget her.
The illusions of countless reincarnations and the searches through lifetimes were all rushing into his mind. How could Song Yian's mind bear so much? His vision became increasingly blurred. His eyes went black, and he fainted.
Just before he fainted, he seemed to hear Li Qiyu rushing over in a hurry.
How he wished to open his eyes, hold her hand, and say, "Why didn't you wait for me back then? You made me search for you for so long."
The non - stop work had made Li Qiyu fall asleep. It was the nurse who woke her up and told her that Song Yian had woken up.
Overjoyed, she quickly ran towards the ward. But the special intensive - care unit was a bit of a hassle. One had to wear a sterile suit to enter and exit. While she was putting on the suit, she heard Song Yian's painful cries from inside. Her heart ached so much. The more it ached, the slower she put on the sterile suit. Finally, it was the nurse who helped her put it on.
As soon as she put on the sterile suit, she rushed into the room in a hurry. But at this moment, she could only watch helplessly as Song Yian closed his eyes and fainted again.
Seeing this, Li Qiyu's heart tightened. She quickly grabbed Song Yian's hand and anxiously asked the doctor beside her.
"Doctor, how is he? He woke up, right? Why did he faint again?"
"Don't worry, family member. All the other data are normal for now. As for why the patient started to complain about a headache as soon as he woke up, we're still investigating the cause. For safety's sake, we'd better do a brain CT for him."
Saying this, the nurses took the necessary measures for Song Yian and were about to wheel him out for a CT scan.
Li Qiyu had no choice but to watch helplessly as Song Yian was wheeled away.
She walked out of the room worriedly. At this time, Xiao Wu and the chief secretary, who had heard the news and arrived late, finally came.
"Where's Mr. Song? Did Mr. Song wake up?"
Li Qiyu nodded and then shook her head.
"What's wrong?" The chief secretary noticed something was off.
"He seemed to complain about a headache as soon as he woke up. The doctor went to get him a 'Xi Ti'."
"Xi Ti?" The chief secretary was completely confused.
It was Xiao Wu who understood his mistress's strange way of speaking. He quickly translated for the chief secretary, "CT."
The chief secretary's and Xiao Wu's hearts tightened instantly.
The chief secretary paced back and forth anxiously in the corridor. It wasn't just because of Song Yian's condition, but also because of the extremely critical situation now.
"I was so happy thinking that Mr. Song had woken up. You tell me, what kind of thing is this! That Song Yunsheng is really crazy. Madam, it seems that he has invited your parents here. I guess he's going to put pressure on you through them."
Li Qiyu, who had been looking dejected, suddenly raised her head when she heard this.
"What did you say?"
"The plane is arriving tonight. Calculating the time, they should have arrived at the airport by now."
The chief secretary had just received this news. If he hadn't sent someone to follow Song Yunsheng, he wouldn't have known that Song Yunsheng had even invited Li Qiyu's parents.
He really would stop at nothing to achieve his goal.
Li Qiyu, who had been like an eggplant beaten by frost, suddenly perked up. It wasn't that she didn't worry about Song Yian anymore. She just knew that at this moment, it was her mission to protect the Song family's wealth for Song Yian!
"I have to go back to the hotel quickly. I can't let them find out that I'm in the hospital."
"Yeah, that's right." Only then did the chief secretary remember. He quickly said, "Shall I go with Xiao Wu to accompany you?"
"No, it's enough for Xiao Wu to accompany me. Please keep an eye on the situation in the hospital. If there's any change with Song Yian, you must inform me immediately."
"Yes." The chief secretary suddenly felt a heavy burden on his shoulders.
But he knew that Li Qiyu's burden was even heavier.