Chapter 1 The Unfamiliar Ceiling
In the darkness, the smell of disinfectant penetrated into his nose. Stimulated by this smell, the corners of Sun Hang's eyes twitched twice and he slowly opened his eyes.
The first thing that catches the eye is a rectangular ceiling lamp. The pale, cold-toned light is lifeless, but fortunately, it has a frosted glass cover, which makes the light less dazzling.
"Here...is...where? I..." Sun Hang tried to recall what happened before he lost consciousness, but a tingling sensation deep in his brain immediately made him give up thinking.
"Mr. Sun, are you awake?" A young female voice sounded next to him. Sun Hang turned his head and saw that it was a young nurse wearing a pink uniform skirt, holding a recordboard in his arms, "I have some good news for you. Your surgery was a success.”
Operation? Very successful?
Sun Hang was stunned for a moment, and his right hand under the quilt subconsciously moved to his legs.
Fortunately, everything that should be there is still there.
"Why... am I... here? What's wrong with me? What... surgery?" He said with some difficulty, his tone was extremely raw and rough, sounding like an old man in his fifties or sixties.
Sun Hang realized that he couldn't remember anything except his name.
"Short-term amnesia is a normal sequelae. After all, the brain has been severely damaged." Another male voice came from behind, and Sun Hang turned his head to the other side - it was a doctor in a white coat, covered by a mask. Most of his face was covered by large, straight-looking black-rimmed glasses.
"Severe...injury? What...happened to me?"
"In the recent monster attack, a stray bullet hit your head." The male doctor said, "But fortunately, the hard skull changed the direction of the bullet and did not cause fatal injuries. Now the bullet has After being taken out, you are out of danger, and you just need to rest peacefully. As for the amnesia, it is only temporary. After a period of rest, you will gradually regain your memory."
"A strange attack? A stray bullet?" The amount of information contained in the male doctor's brief words could be described as "explosion". Sun Hang only felt that his head hurt even more.
"The first dressing change will be done in forty-eight hours. Always pay attention to possible postoperative complications." The male doctor did not continue to answer Sun Hang's question. Instead, he raised his head and said to the nurse opposite the bed, "If there are any abnormalities in the physical data, , notify the doctor on duty immediately.”
"Okay director." The female nurse nodded.
The two left quickly, leaving Sun Hang alone on the hospital bed, continuing to stare blankly at the ceiling lamp on the ceiling.
For some reason, Sun Hang always felt that the pale light seemed a bit too cold.
"It would be nice to have a warm light," he thought.
In a daze, the pale cold light suddenly turned into a warm yellow light. Then, all the lights in the entire ward flickered violently. The next second, all the lights suddenly disappeared, leaving only the emergency light sign at the root of the wall. Emits a faint green fluorescence.
"What's going on? Did the circuit breaker trip?" The nurse's voice came from the corridor outside the ward... It seemed that Sun Hang's ward was not the only one affected, the corridor outside also became dark.
"I don't know, the nurse station has already called the electrician." Another nurse replied.
At the same time, Sun Hang, who was lying on the hospital bed, fell into deep shock and suspicion.
Was the change in lights and the power outage due to the idea that just popped into his head, or was it just a coincidence?
But just when Sun Hang wanted to think carefully, the stinging pain deep in his brain defeated his will again. He lay on his back on the hospital bed, staring blankly at the dark ceiling, breathing heavily.
If the power had not been cut off now, the alarm of the machine placed next to the hospital bed to detect Sun Hang's heart rate and blood pressure would probably have been ringing non-stop.
"What's going on...what's going on..." Sun Hang's chest heaved violently. He tried to sit up from the bed, but his limbs twitched uncontrollably.
His eyes widened, and he subconsciously wanted to open his mouth to call for help, but his throat seemed to be strangled tightly and he could not make any sound.
The suffocation feeling like drowning dragged his consciousness bit by bit into the abyss. Just when Sun Hang thought he was about to fall into coma again, all the strangeness suddenly disappeared, and his racing heart rate gradually calmed down, and he regained control of his body. Back in his hands again. "Crack."
The lights came on and everything in the ward returned to its original state. As the medical trolley passed by the door of the ward, Sun Hang could vaguely hear the sound of rubber wheels rubbing against the ground, the light clatter of ampoules and plastic holders, and the nurses' whispers complaining about the sudden power outage.
Among these small and noisy sounds, a crisp sound of the soles of high heels hitting the ground came in. The sound got closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of Sun Hang's ward door.
The owner of the high heels opened the door and walked in.
"Hello, Mr. Sun." This is a tall woman wearing a black suit and black trousers. She has a white shirt buttoned all the way to the top button. There is no expression on her delicately made-up face.
"I'm sorry to disturb you when you need rest the most, but there are some things that I must communicate with you in time." She pulled a stool from the side and sat down next to the hospital bed.
"Are you...?" Sun Hang asked subconsciously. His eyes glanced at the other person's left chest, where a copper badge symbolizing the identity of a public servant hung.
Although Sun Hang lost his memory, these common sense things were not erased from his mind.
"I am the staff member responsible for handling the aftermath of the monster attack." The other party said, "In this attack, the entire neighborhood was reduced to rubble, and the number of victims exceeded a hundred. Including you, only six survivors survived. Come down.”
Sun Hang said nothing, quietly waiting for the other party to continue.
"Out of a humanitarian spirit, we rescued the survivors including you as soon as possible and paid all the expenses..." The other party paused and then said, "But, except for your name, we No items were found at the scene that could prove your identity, and your DNA information cannot be matched in the citizen database. There are no tax records, no insurance payment records, and no work records..."
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"I lost my memory..." Sun Hang frowned slightly. He had already heard a hint of hidden meaning in the other party's words.
Things are not going well.
"I know you have lost your memory, but in any case, with the information we have now, we can only temporarily characterize you as a gangster without citizenship or a refugee smuggled from other city-states." The other party said lightly, "This country There is no obligation to provide you with free rescue services. All expenses, including surgical fees, will be recorded in your name in the form of debt.”
This guy seems to be here to settle a score with me.
Sun Hang took a deep breath and asked: "How much do I owe you?"
"As of now, the total is 3,890,627 yuan."
"So much?" Sun Hang frowned slightly. He clearly remembered the purchasing power of currency in this era - for ordinary people, one million can definitely be regarded as a huge sum of money, and in his current state of poverty, , it is almost impossible to repay this debt.
Unless he was a rich second generation before he lost his memory.
"Because you do not have citizenship or medical insurance, all fees are charged in full without any deductions." The other party's words were cold and emotionless. "Every bullet, every drop of gasoline and every drop of gasoline consumed to save you." Every scalpel blade must be fully borne by you.”
"Then...what if I can't pay back the money?" Sun Hang narrowed his eyes.
He definitely can't get out the debt of nearly 4 million yuan now... If it's money, it's life... He doesn't really want to give it.
"This is the main purpose of my trip." The other party took out a tablet from the briefcase he carried with him. "As long as you sign this employment contract and pay off the debt with your work, after completing the corresponding number of work tasks, this country can Forgive you all debts and interest accrued on your debts, and grant you a legal citizenship. ”
"A contract of sale?" Sun Hang was stunned for a moment, then blurted out subconsciously.
(End of chapter)