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Fu Changrong waited until the footsteps disappeared, then cautiously opened his eyes. He glanced around the room curiously, and felt uneasy when he saw this completely unfamiliar environment.

When no one was around, he carefully sat up from the bed and wanted to go out and take a look, but found that his body was stiff, his steps were numb, his whole body was weak, and he couldn't move for a while.

And when he moved, the thread hanging on his body also moved.

Seeing the clip on his finger and the connected wire, he didn't dare to move for a long time.

Where is this?

Is it in the underworld or in a dream?

No, it must not be in a dream. I have never seen such a scene, so how could I dream of it?

And what they just said doesn't seem like something I can think of. Everything in the dream is always related to my knowledge, right?

Fu Changrong gathered some strength and pinched himself. It hurt, but he was still in this white, strange room.

Fu Changrong was extremely surprised. His surprise overcame his fear. He looked at all this curiously. Could it be that there really is something like Zhuang Zhou Mengdie in this world?

Zhuang Zhou became a butterfly, and he became another person and entered that person's world.

Fu Changrong didn't know where he hit it, but a sharp alarm sounded, which frightened him and he quickly went back to bed.

But faster than him were the doctors and nurses. They happened to be discussing his condition not far from the ward. When they suddenly heard the siren, they were frightened and rushed in immediately.

Then he saw Fu Changrong crawling onto the bed. The clip on his finger had fallen off.

The doctors were surprised and happy, and rushed forward: "Professor Fu, you are awake, but are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Seeing Fu Changrong looking at them in fear and confusion, the doctor waved his hand in front of his eyes. After seeing him blink, he carefully asked: "Professor Fu, do you still remember your name?"

Fu Changrong blinked and understood a few words here and there. Combined with the context, he could barely guess what he was asking.

He hesitated, neither nodding nor shaking his head.

He did know his name, but he didn't know the name of this body.

Hearing them call "him" professor, he must be a learned man.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his hands. They were very white, with only some calluses on the sides and fingertips. It looked like he often used pens and other delicate things.

The skin of the hand looks similar to his, but the joints are larger than his. She must be older than him, but not very old.

Fu Changrong breathed a sigh of relief.

But the doctors have raised their concerns. Do you know what is going on with Professor Fu? You should just say something.

Judging from the confused look on his face, he obviously didn't know.

This was already broken once and for all, but if he still didn't speak, the problem would be even bigger.

Could it be that the impact injured a nerve, or damaged the hearing or language areas of the brain?

The doctor immediately gathered around him to examine him, and also wrote a lot of orders to use the machine.

Fu Tinghan was helped into a wheelchair and pushed to various rooms for examination.

He looked at the people and things along the road curiously, with a look of surprise no matter what machine he faced.

The doctors and nurses kept paying attention to his expression, and screamed in their hearts when they saw it. It was too late, it was too late, it seemed that there were still sequelae of amnesia. Is this temporary amnesia caused by concussion, or permanent amnesia caused by brain damage?

It looks like he has completely lost his memory, and everything he sees is strange.

School leaders came immediately.

Although Fu Tinghan is a professor of mathematics, he has participated in several experimental projects, specifically doing calculations and providing some reference suggestions for the laboratory.

His talent extends beyond mathematics.

If he loses his memory, it will be a loss to the school, the laboratory, and even the country.

Although the school and the hospital did not allow this matter to be spread outside, Zhao Hezhen still heard about it from colleagues who came to visit her.

Unlike Fu Changrong who knew nothing, she could see part of the memory left by this body.

She has some memories before and after her eye injury.

So although she can't see, she understands the world better than Fu Changrong.

As soon as she heard that Professor Fu, who had an accident at the same time as her, not only lost his memory, but also became aphasic, she knew that the soul in his body must have come from Luoyang City Gate, just like hers.

I just don’t know who it is, is it an enemy or a friend?

Zhao Hezhen was a little worried. Since she was afraid of being an enemy, if she tried to test him, she might be discovered by him;

She was also worried that it was Erlang. She fell down at that time. Although she pulled Erlang back to the city, the refugees at the gate of the city were making trouble and they seemed to have rushed in. It was not known whether he would be in danger later.

After thinking for a long time, Zhao Hezhen decided to test it out personally.

She let the nurse push her over.

The nurse asked the doctor and felt that they had an accident at the same time. Maybe talking about it would help Professor Fu remember the past, so she pushed Zhao Hezhen over.

Zhao Hezhen couldn't see him, and he didn't know where he was until the wheelchair stopped.

The nurse also said: "Teacher Zhao, we are here."

She heard again, "Professor Fu, this is Teacher Zhao who was in the accident with you. If you guys talk, it might help your condition."

She heard no reply, but she heard the heavier breathing of another man.

Zhao Hezhen was slightly surprised, gently grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair, and whispered to the nurse: "Sister, go and do your work first. I'll talk to Professor Fu, and I'll call you after I finish."

"Okay, then remember not to wander around. If you need anything, call me." These days, she has been frightened by Teacher Zhao. She can't see clearly, but she runs out whenever she gets a chance, and throws herself down in the corridor several times. Yesterday, she sneaked into the garden downstairs, but she fell when she walked up to the pavilion. She scared an old man who was going for a walk so much that he was discharged from the hospital the same day.

As soon as the nurse left, she followed the only sound of breathing in the room.

In Fu Changrong's eyes, she turned her head to look at him, the expression on her face seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

Neither of them spoke for a while.

Zhao Hezhen had already inquired with the nurse. He had not spoken since he woke up, but Professor Fu was different from her. She was blind before the accident, but his facial features were normal.

Zhao Hezhen had many doubts in her heart. After thinking for a long time, she took the risk and said in Luoyang dialect: "Professor Fu, I heard that you don't remember your own name. Do you remember mine? My name is Zhao Hanzhang."

Fu Changrong's eyes widened.

The corners of Zhao Hezhen's mouth were slightly raised, and her eyes were invisible. This was a big disadvantage and prevented her from seeing the color.

However, her hearing is more sensitive than ordinary people's, and her mind is extremely clear.

She had noticed it a long time ago, even if the doors and windows were closed and someone was whispering in the corridor, she could still hear it.

She couldn't see Professor Fu's expression, but she could hear his breathing becoming faster and heavier.

So, who says being blind is necessarily a disadvantage?

"You are not Professor Fu."

"You are not Teacher Zhao."

The two of them spoke almost at the same time. After hearing the other's words, they both raised their eyebrows slightly. Neither of them denied it, and they were honest.

Zhao Hezhen took the initiative and asked, "Who are you?"

Fu Changrong was silent for a moment, glanced at her familiar face and said slowly: "Fu family in Xiabei, Fu Changrong."

Zhao Hezhen's mouth opened slightly in surprise, Grandpa Fu's grandson?

The person she is discussing getting married to?

Fu Changrong escaped from Chang'an. The journey was difficult and dangerous, and he lost contact with his family. He didn't know that the two were discussing marriage, but he had met Zhao Hezhen.

Therefore, he asked directly: "Are you Zhao Zhongshu's granddaughter and the third sister of the Zhao family?"

Zhao Hezhen blurted out, "How do you know?"

Fu Changrong said: "I am very similar to this person. If nothing happens, I will look like him in a few years. You are also very similar to this person. Although the last time I saw you was several years ago, I can still see you." Come out like."

"Before the accident, I saw you, your brother and your servant."

At that time, he and Fu An wanted to enter the city with their household registration, but they were dragged forward by the refugees behind them.

A group of ignorant teenagers rode out of the city and bumped into refugees, and an accident occurred in an instant.

He had just recognized the two young men. When he saw that they were frightened and attacked by some refugees, he wanted to save them, but the one who was faster than him was a girl.

She rushed out on horseback with her servants, and swung the whip in her hand mercilessly at the refugees and gangsters who wanted to pull people off their horses.

The beating made them retreat continuously, and Zhao Erlang, who was almost half off his horse, took the opportunity to stabilize his body and get back on the horse.

The soldiers on the city tower arrived belatedly with the patrol team to drive the rebellious refugees and bandits out of the city...

However, they had already rushed into the city gate, how could they be willing to retreat?

Refugees, rebels, bandits and soldiers in the city started fighting. Before he fell, he saw the girl who was protecting his younger brother falling off the horse. At that time, he thought, she was much worse off than him. This trampling would leave no trace of her body. live……

I really didn't expect that they would meet here.

Fu Changrong looked into her eyes and asked, "Can't you see? But there seems to be nothing wrong with your eyes."

Zhao Hezhen reached out and touched her eyes and said: "They said that my eyes have been operated on several times and they are not cured now. It is because of some nerve problem that cannot be cured with current technology."

Fu Changrong looked sympathetic. This world was so wonderful and strange, but it was a pity that she couldn't see it.

Zhao Hezhen looked calm and asked: "What about you, why don't you speak?"

Fu Changrong: "I couldn't understand what they were saying before, but I can understand them now. I just can't speak well yet. I'm afraid that my secret will be revealed as soon as I open my mouth."

"Hey, don't you have any memory of him?"

She secretly practiced the accent for two days before speaking according to the accent in her memory.

Fu Changrong was surprised, "Do you have her memory?"