Upon seeing this, Ji Chengzhi’s already poor mood suddenly soared, and he strode over and chastised loudly, "What are you all doing here? Shouldn’t you be working?"
Seeing this, the crowd dispersed...
"Director, about Third Young Master..." Once the crowd had dispersed, the duty doctor and head nurse responsible for this ward area came over, their intentions clear: What should they do about this situation?
Ji Chengzhi looked inside and saw the man in the curtained-off ICU, still in his clothes, lying on the small hospital bed, holding the woman with the respirator, not moving an inch. His eyes immediately tightened, "Did he go out last night?"
"Yes, between nine and ten o’clock, he wasn’t in the ward anymore. Later, when we went to look for him, someone brought him back. After asking around, we found out he actually went home."
"Yes, to Blue Mountain Villa. The driver didn’t say much, but by the time we got up here, the Third Young Master had already gone into this ICU and then never came out."
The head nurse recalled the events of last night, and even now, she was still somewhat frightened.
Because this Third Young Master had just woken up from a coma, with a heart-related problem no less. What if something happened to him on the way? Even with the whole hospital’s staff combined, they wouldn’t be able to afford the consequences.
The head nurse was very unsettled!
Fortunately, at this time, Ji Chengzhi, having heard their detailed account of last night’s events, didn’t blame them. Instead, he asked them to go back to work and then donned a sterile gown and came in.
After entering, he saw the man lying on his side on the hospital bed and, getting no response, tentatively called out.
With that call, the man who had been lying in that cramped space all night finally quivered his dense long lashes, and then, those eyes that had slept all night slowly opened.
As his eyes opened, probably because he had just woken up, his consciousness hadn’t caught up yet, so he lay there, looking at him with a flicker of confusion.
Seeing this, Ji Chengzhi felt a bit of heartache and sadness. Approaching, he pulled him up from the narrow bed and stared at that handsome face with somewhat dark circles, asking, "How was your sleep last night?"
Ou Mucen blinked, and after a while, his focus gradually cleared up...
"Not bad, what time is it?"
"It’s past eight o’clock. Why did you come here last night?" Seeing his thoughts were still relatively clear and his emotions calm, Ji Chengzhi began to ask about this topic.
Why did he come here?
After the reminder, the man sitting on the edge of the bed finally remembered where he was. He diverted his gaze from Ji Chengzhi’s face and began to look at the woman he had been accompanying on the bed all night: "Nothing much, just wanted to come and see..."
"Don’t worry, I’m fine!" He interrupted him somewhat impatiently.
PS: Regarding the method revealed in last night’s update to resurrect Ningning, after writing it out and seeing comments saying that I’ve come up with such an absurd method because I’ve backed myself into a corner.
I would like to say that the outline of this story was written from the beginning; it’s not something made up on the spot. And about the resurrection method, I hope everyone remembers that this is a treasure appraisal novel to begin with—dual pupils are already filled with mysterious abilities. So, is there a problem with this method of resurrection?