The Patient

Looking at the prompt in front of him, Xia Yu suddenly froze. He was first surprised by the existence of this feature in the game, and then he became nervous. What was going on? Whose life was in danger? He could rule out the black cat since he had deleted its entry and it was currently eating cat food. Was it An Siyao or Xu Youxiang?

Opening the marked entry, Xia Yu glanced at it, and a red mark had appeared on Xu Youxiang's entry in the third column. As expected, it was this temperamental little girl who had run into trouble! Hesitating for two seconds, Xia Yu logged into Xu Youxiang's body.

After the darkness passed during the body swap, Xia Yu saw the ceiling of Xu Youxiang's bedroom. He felt very cold around him, but it was still September, and it couldn't be this cold. It was so cold that his thinking speed had slowed down a lot. He wanted to raise his hand and pull the quilt, but two failed attempts took him five seconds before he could make his hand move and touch the quilt. He tugged at the quilt, but it didn't budge. He felt extremely cold!

Brain working again, Xia Yu gave up on pulling the quilt. He looked around and saw the mobile phone on the bedside table, and then let out a sigh of relief. Struggling to move to the bedside table, grabbing the phone, Xia Yu dialed 120. Afterwards, he lost consciousness.

By the time he regained consciousness, he was back in his own body. Holding his forehead, Xia Yu recalled the cold feeling from earlier, his heart pounding violently. In his previous life, he was transmigrated here after a nap, so this was the first time he had encountered the feeling of death.

"Xia Yu, what's wrong with you?" Gui Zixiao looked panic-stricken at the pale-faced Xia Yu. At this moment, it was time for school to finish, and the classmates had gathered around Xia Yu.

Stopping Gui Zixiao from calling 120, Xia Yu took a deep breath for a minute, and then he recovered. "What happened? You scared me," "You should go to the hospital to get checked out," "I'll go find the teacher!" the classmates were all talking at once.

"It's fine, I just thought of something." Xia Yu stood up, indicating that he was alright. At Xia Yu's insistence, the classmates did not say anything more, and they went to their respective clubs or left the school campus.

Xia Yu rested for another minute, picked up his backpack, and went to the café. On the way, he thought about Xu Youxiang's situation. After grabbing the phone and dialing 120, he had lost consciousness without even waiting for the call to connect. How was Xu Youxiang now?

He knew that as long as he opened the marked entry, he would be able to see Xu Youxiang's condition, but he was somewhat afraid to look.

After all, it was a body he had logged into before. Even though the other party had a poor attitude, Xia Yu still had some feelings for her.

Arriving at the school gate, he finally made up his mind and opened the marked column.

Xu Youxiang's column turned back to the ordinary white color, and the original eye-catching red color had disappeared.

Saved?

Xia Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon after, he began to feel scared. Although he felt that if the body he logged into died, he would only return to his own body and nothing would happen, this was just his intuition. Perhaps if the body he logged into died, he would die as well.

Anger rose again in his heart. Xu Youxiang had entered a critical state in his room. After he logged in, apart from the coldness of the body, he didn't find any injuries. The other party must have taken something to commit suicide!

What was that girl thinking! However...

Xia Yu couldn't finish his sentence. As someone with two normal legs, saying Xu Youxiang "only couldn't move her legs" amounted to speaking while standing without any pain.

No one longed for death except perverts, and Xu Youxiang was not that kind of pervert.

Suicide by taking pills mostly happened at night when darkness was closely connected to death. Xu Youxiang chose more than seven o'clock in the morning, which should be the time her parents went to work. She had made a well-thought-out decision.

With a sigh, Xia Yu boarded the subway.

After getting off the subway, he found that two girls were following him.

The girls thought they were hiding well, but Xia Yu, who had often been followed as a child, had already noticed them. He just thought they were heading the same way.

Did they follow him because of his pale face just now?

In front of the door, Xia Yu turned around and smiled at them before entering the coffee shop.

Realizing that they had been discovered, the girls were shy for a while and then pushed each other into the coffee shop.

As Xia Yu thought, the two were somewhat worried and, together with the romantic mindset of young girls, felt that following a boy secretly and protecting him to return home safely was a very romantic thing.

They didn't expect Xia Yu to enter a coffee shop and then come out in a suit after changing backstage.

When Xia Yu sat down in front of the piano and began to play the piano piece, they were already so astonished that they couldn't speak.

The two sat for more than half an hour and left after listening to the Pope's Dancer.

Life is not just about the man in front of you but also the karaoke and TV dramas.

After finishing his work, Xia Yu returned home. He was paying attention to Xu Youxiang's marked column, fearing that she might commit suicide again. He could only log in once a day, and there was no way he could save her a second time.

Fortunately, the field didn't turn red again.

At midnight, Xia Yu logged in and entered Xu Youxiang's body again.

This time, the darkness lasted a bit longer.

After an unknown period, Xia Yu opened his eyes and saw a grayish scene.

He moved his limbs, and although he felt a little weak, the previous sense of powerlessness was gone.

Feeling his body, he realized that he was wearing a patient's uniform and lying on a hospital bed.

Was he in a hospital?

His slight movement woke up the person sleeping next to him on a lounge chair.

"Xiang Xiang!" The person hurriedly got up, came to his side, and turned on the light.

Thanks to this, Xia Yu saw the clock on the wall.

It was four o'clock in the morning, and he had been unconscious for four hours after arriving.

He looked at the person in front of him, a haggard middle-aged woman, and from her facial features, he could see Xu Youxiang's resemblance.

Xu's mother stared deeply at Xia Yu, opened her mouth as if to say something, but closed it again.

She picked up a bottle of mineral water, twisted the cap open, and asked, "Do you want some water?"

Taking the mineral water, Xia Yu took a few sips.

He knew that the woman had just wanted to talk about Xu Youxiang's suicide attempt, but didn't know how to bring it up without upsetting her daughter, so she chose to skip it.

After drinking the water, Xia Yu's bodily sensations improved a bit, and he frowned, reaching down to touch a tube.

He looked at the side of the bed and saw a urine bag.

Well, it was normal for a comatose patient to have this.

Having never experienced this in his two lives, he didn't expect to encounter it here.

Noticing Xia Yu's gaze, the woman thought he was unhappy and hurriedly said, "The doctor said that if everything goes smoothly, it can be removed tomorrow, or rather, during the daytime."

Xia Yu could only pray that the doctor would remove it after eight o'clock when he returned, otherwise, it would be too embarrassing.