Back to modern times, Her Majesty the Queen and I are both laid off

Chapter 2 Returning to Modern Times
"When did you wake up?"

"About 10 minutes ago."

"He looked like this when he woke up?"

In the hospital ward, a middle-aged doctor and a young nurse were talking quietly, glancing at the patient in bed No. [-] from time to time.

"That's not true. After he woke up, he slapped himself in the face, then pinched his arm with his hands, and then he said..." At this point, the nurse blushed, feeling a little embarrassed.

As a trainee nurse, her understanding of patients is still too shallow.

The young man in bed No. 120 was brought here in the middle of the night yesterday. Maybe it was dark and the road was slippery because of the darkness and the rain. He accidentally fell into the sewer on the side of the road. He was discovered in time by a kind person passing by. Call [-] and take him to the hospital.

Fortunately, the sewer used for drainage is not very deep, less than one meter. I hit my head when I fell in. In addition to breaking my forehead, I also suffered a slight concussion.

She woke up after being in a coma for a night, but she didn't expect that this man would commit a series of self-harming behaviors after waking up. He even pulled down his pants in front of her, and then yelled, "Fuck,... My awesome guy is back!"

She doesn't understand.

Seeing that the nurse was mumbling for a long time and couldn't say anything, the doctor didn't ask further questions. He walked to the bed and took a closer look. The patient's eyes were straight and he looked confused.

Then he looked at the slap marks on the patient's face, and then looked at the pinch marks on his arms. The slap marks on his face had not faded yet, and the pinch marks on his arms were bruised. This was a sign of cruelty. hand.

"After waking up, I started to behave self-mutilating. About 10 minutes after I woke up, I started acting like Alzheimer's disease."

"It's just a slight concussion. You're still so young, so it shouldn't be..."

The doctor muttered to himself, and finally stretched out a hand and waved it vigorously in front of Lin Luo's eyes. Seeing the patient's pupils reacting, he leaned down and asked, "Young man, how do you feel now?"

After a while, Lin Luo said hoarsely: "No, I feel like I'm dreaming."

He had a dream, an extremely real dream, so real that he felt that it was not a dream, so real that he felt that he was actually dreaming at this moment.

In that dream, he traveled to a dynasty called Daqi. By chance, he discovered the biggest secret of the little emperor at that time, but not only did the little emperor not kill him, he also became the little emperor's son after that. confidant.

He first helped the young emperor regain power from the queen mother who was listening behind the curtain, and then he repeatedly offered suggestions on state affairs.

He built water conservancy, he built schools, he reformed the military system, he changed tax laws, he personally went to the battlefield and led troops to resist foreign enemies as a military governor.

In more than ten years, the little emperor became the dictatorial emperor of Qiangang. Daqi was peaceful and prosperous, but he was the leader of thousands of people. He controlled the power of the world and became the most powerful person in Daqi besides the emperor. The presence.

But even so, he was not happy at all.

Because his identity in the past was a eunuch.

A serious eunuch, the kind who has been raped, and the method used is not professional at all, and I don’t know who has a conscience to do it.

Because his craftsmanship was too fashionable, his body had the root of the disease. In addition, the original owner was often bullied after entering the palace. As a result, what he inherited after traveling through time was a weak and sickly body. He would take out his handkerchief and cough up blood when he had nothing to do. That kind of thing.

He was gone when he was only in his thirties.

The last memory he had was of a bottle of brocade. It was raining heavily outside. He was lying on the couch, feeling the passage of life. A lot of imperial doctors knelt on the ground and kowtowed, saying that they were not good at medical skills and had no way to save themselves. It can save Eunuch Lin's life.He didn't seem to feel angry or regretful at that time. Instead, he was very calm. After all, being a eunuch was really unhappy.

Then his vision blurred a little bit, his eyelids became heavy, as if he was sleepy, all the physical pain seemed to disappear, and then he lost all consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, he traveled back in time again.

"Like a dream?"

The doctor frowned, feeling even more unsure. After thinking about it, he asked, "What happened last night, how did you come to the hospital, do you still remember this?"

"last night."

Lin Luo narrowed his eyes. To others, last night was like more than ten years ago to him.

He tried his best to suppress the memory fragments of being an eunuch in Daqi in his mind, and then he vaguely thought about it.

It was raining heavily last night. He went out to buy things. When he was walking back with an umbrella, he didn't know who was smoking and stole a sewer cover.

He fell down without noticing and fainted at that time. When he opened his eyes, he arrived at Daqi.

"Oh, I seemed to have fallen into the sewer last night." As he said that, Lin Luo looked around the ward. Except for his own bed, the other two beds were empty. There was also a little nurse standing at the door. He was looking here with complicated eyes.

He looked away with some guilt and looked at the middle-aged doctor in front of him again, "Doctor, I should have been brought to the hospital by a kind-hearted person passing by, right?"

"That's not true. You were brought here by an ambulance. The kind people passing by just called 120 for you."

"Oh."

Lin Luo nodded slightly, he had no impression of this at all.

The doctor's brows relaxed a lot at this time, and he spoke clearly and clearly. It seemed that nothing was wrong.

At this time, Lin Luo remembered the wound on his head. He reached out and touched the gauze wrapped around his head, and then touched his forehead with his fingers. It was quite painful. "Doctor, my fall was not serious, was it?"

"It's not serious, it's just skin trauma, a slight concussion, and a fever. The concussion was caused by the fall, and the fever was caused by the rain. I'll check your temperature later. Once the fever subsides, you can be discharged from the hospital. ."

"Oh, by the way, remember to pay the fee before you leave the hospital. Your phone has a lock screen password and we can't contact your family and friends."

As he said that, the doctor took another look at the slap marks on his face and the pinch marks on his arms, "But I personally suggest that you don't rush out of the hospital. You can go to the psychiatric department for psychological consultation first."

Leaving a kind reminder, the doctor didn't stay long, turned around and walked out, and the young nurse quickly followed.

Lin Luo watched the two of them go out. When the door closed, he carefully opened his pants and took a look, then another look, and then another look.
"Bed No. [-], test it."

The little nurse who had left and returned opened the door, leaned halfway in, holding a thermometer in her hand. When she saw Lin Luo's behavior on the bed, her words stopped abruptly. She was silent for a few seconds, then closed the door and retreated. Got out.

(End of this chapter)