Amorous Immortal Master

Jingdu City, in the intensive care unit of the first people's hospital.

A young man in a white medical suit, leaning on the hospital bed with bandages on his face, was still a little unbelievable in his eyes and muttered in a low voice: "am I really back? Is it just a big dream for three thousand years of cultivation?"

"Lan Xiangyu, how can you get up privately again? You have been in a coma for three years, and your body has shrunk a lot. You can't get up privately without the help of others."

A tall nurse with long hair and delicate facial features pushed open the door of the ward and came in. When she saw LAN Xiangyu leaning by the bed, she quickly came forward and helped LAN Xiangyu back to lie down.

Three years ago, LAN Xiangyu was an ordinary freshman in senior high school. He saved a little girl on the way to school. He was knocked unconscious by a heavy truck. Few people thought that Lan Xiangyu could survive.

In the past three years, LAN Xiangyu's soul has gone to another world. In that world, he has been cultivating immortals for three thousand years. When he was about to reach the last realm, he was found out by the spirit of the world that he belonged to an outsider, and then he was sent back to his original body.

"I'm fine. I've been lying in bed for so long, and I'm not allowed to get up and move."

LAN Xiangyu stops to miss the world before and looks at the nurse in front of him with a smile.

The nurse's name is Yang Huanhuan. She has been taking care of him for the past three years, so LAN Xiangyu still has a good feeling for Yang Huanhuan.

"Well, you'll have to wait for me to come. You're moving. You've been lying in bed for three years, and the muscles of all parts of your body have shrunk a lot."

Yang Huanhuan looks at LAN Xiangyu helplessly. She thought LAN Xiangyu would never wake up in her life. After all, a person who has been in a coma for three years can be sure that he will never wake up again, but she didn't expect that Lan Xiangyu would wake up.

"Well, I'll be waiting for you next time."

LAN Xiangyu didn't want to get entangled in this topic. He took an apple from the fruit basket beside the bed and bit it. He asked, "has someone been paying for my medical expenses for the past three years?"

He is an orphan in this world and has no relatives. He thought that he would return to the earth in a grave in the wilderness. Unexpectedly, he would lie in the intensive care unit, which makes LAN Xiangyu a little curious. Who will pay for his medical expenses for three years?

The first hospital in the imperial city is a famous hospital in the world. The intensive care unit here is not easy to get, let alone for three years.

"What you save is the daughter of Ye Lan, a powerful woman in the imperial capital. She comes to see you once a month. She also pays for your medical expenses in the past three years. Generally, people will pay for your medical expenses in the past three years."

Yang Huanhuan arranges the sanitation in the ward. When he hears LAN Xiangyu's question, he explains.

"So."

LAN Xiangyu ponders for a moment, trying to find something related to Ye Lan from his three thousand year memory. After all, he spent three thousand years in another world, and his memories on earth are almost forgotten.

"Well, you can have a rest first. I'll bring you the meal later."

While LAN Xiangyu is meditating, Yang Huanhuan has already dealt with the sanitation in the ward, and then turns around to leave the ward.

"Oh, try to practice it."

LAN Xiangyu closed his eyes and felt the condition of his body. Seeing that Neng had begun to practice, he reluctantly sat up on the bed.

"Too nine Xuan Huang Jue!"

In the palm of his hand, he turned over the seal, and the mysterious handprint appeared in LAN Xiangyu's palm.

Taijiuxuan Huangjue is the skill LAN Xiangyu practiced in the world of cultivating truth. It's because he practiced taijiuxuan Huangjue that he broke through all the way to see the spirit of the world. However, it's not clear whether the skill of that world can be practiced on the earth.

"Aura is too thin."

For a moment, LAN Xiangyu helplessly opens his eyes. Cultivation can be practiced, but because of the over developed industry on the earth, the rarity of aura in metropolis is not suitable for practitioners to practice. It's a good thing to say that he is at a low level now, and he can't practice in Metropolis if he is at a high level.

When he was at the peak of the alien world, a meditation could instantly absorb the aura of 100000 meters around him. If he put it on the earth, he estimated that he would absorb the aura of the whole China. At that time, something might happen.

"No matter, it's good to be able to practice."

LAN Xiangyu didn't care so much. It was better to practice than not. He closed his eyes and absorbed aura again.

He has to recover as soon as possible. It doesn't feel like he's in bed.

The time in the cultivation passed quickly. When LAN Xiangyu opened his eyes again, the sun outside the window had already set in the West."Next time you have to pay attention to the cultivation time. Now it's not in a different world."

Seeing this, LAN Xiangyu frowned slightly. It's normal for a different world to settle down for decades or hundreds of years at a time, but it's not normal on earth. He has to pay attention to this situation.

"Let go, I'm at work now, can you wait for me to say this after work?"

"Yin'er, you need to know that those usurers didn't let me off. Can you give me some money now?"

"No way! I have nothing to do with you, your business has nothing to do with me! "

At the same time, outside the ward came the voice of a quarrel, one of the quarrels is Yang Huanhuan.

LAN Xiangyu didn't want to meddle, but the quarrel outside the ward was getting louder and louder, and there were even traces of hands.

This makes LAN Xiangyu have to take charge of him. No matter how much yang Huanhuan has taken care of him for three years, he still has to help if he has something to do.

With the crutches on one side, LAN Xiangyu walked out of the ward. Although he could walk without crutches after an afternoon's training, he still had to install them. He didn't want to cause any sensation in the history of medicine.

"Nurse ye, what happened?"

Pushing open the door of the ward, LAN Xiangyu looks out at the situation in the corridor. Yang Huanhuan and a gangster with yellow hair are bickering with red ears. The gangster with yellow hair even has a big tiger tattooed on his arm. It doesn't look like he's easy to get into trouble.

"There's nothing wrong with you. Be honest and get out of here, or I'll fight with you."

Yang Huanhuan didn't say anything, the Yellow haired thug was rude to let LAN Xiangyu roll back to the ward.

"It's OK. Go back first. It's my own business."

Yang Huanhuan also doesn't want to drag LAN Xiangyu into this matter. After all, it's just her own personal affair.

"I don't care about private affairs, but if you make me rest, I should take care of it."

Blue raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and looked at the Yellow haired thug, his eyes full of contempt.

"How old are you? How dare you talk to me like this?"