Quick time travel: The system wants me to save the sick girl

However, his special assistant has not arrived yet, but Lu Yan immediately told the other party not to reveal the news that he has woken up.

Just then, the cell phone rang, it was an unfamiliar number.

Lu Yan hesitated for a moment, but still answered the phone. "Hello." "Excuse me, is this Mr. Lu Yan? I'm your lawyer, and I need to discuss something with you." The other party said.

Lu Yan was a little surprised, but still replied politely: "Yes, I am Lu Yan, what can I do for you?"

“It’s like this, the inheritance issue you entrusted me to handle has made some progress.

Would you like to meet and talk?" the lawyer asked. "Inheritance?" Lu Yan was even more confused. "When did I entrust you to handle the inheritance issue?"

His current company was built by him alone.

However, his deceased mother did leave him something. I wonder if this is what the lawyer is talking about.

"Maybe it was commissioned by your family or friends." The lawyer explained vaguely, "Anyway, I think it would be better to discuss this matter with you in person. When do you have time?"

Lu Yan thought about it and decided to find out the situation first, "Then tomorrow, come to xx hospital."

"Okay, I'll come to see you at two o'clock in the afternoon." The lawyer hung up the phone without asking why he was in the hospital.

Lu Yan's mind was full of questions. He didn't know what this so-called "legacy" was all about.

Then he looked at other messages on his phone. Many people contacted him, but their words were tentative. "It seems that many people hope that I really died in a car accident."

He didn't say much, but called his special assistant and gave him some instructions.

The next afternoon, the lawyer arrived here on time.

"Tell me about it." Lu Yan said expressionlessly. His tone was so calm that it made people a little scared, as if he already had some premonition of what he was going to hear next.

The lawyer frowned slightly, carefully took out a few sheets of paper from his bag and handed them to Lu Yan.

"This is the inheritance your mother left you. It should have been dealt with long ago, but for some reasons, it has been delayed until now." There was a hint of apology in the lawyer's voice.

Lu Yan took the papers and gently stroked the edges of them with his fingers, feeling the remaining warmth on them.

His eyes became a little blurry, as if he was remembering every little detail of his mother's life. They were not close, and even after Lu Yan became an adult, they had little contact with each other.

"I understand." Lu Yan said slowly, his voice still without any ups and downs.

However, deep in his heart, he was greatly shocked. After all, that person was related to him by blood, and he didn't even get to see him when he died.

This legacy means a lot to him, it was left to him by his mother.

In addition to some funds, a house and an art gallery were left for Lu Yan.

The lawyer left at some point and Lu Yan didn't notice.

He stayed in the hospital for another month and recovered a lot, but the outside world didn't know about his condition, so he didn't plan to appear in such a high-profile manner for the time being.

He went to see his mother first, and looking at the woman's head on the tombstone, an indescribable sadness spread over him.

According to the date, she died shortly after Lu Yan's car accident.

After watching her leave, I planned to go back and rest.

He didn't plan to live in the previous house anymore, as he didn't know how many people were guarding it.

Lu Yan decided to go and see the house and art gallery left to him by his mother first.

If the house is okay, then he will live in it first. He came to the house, which was an old-fashioned villa surrounded by beautiful gardens.

Entering the house, it is decorated elegantly and warmly. Every detail reveals my mother's taste and preferences. It seems that my mother spent a lot of effort to decorate and furnish this house.

Lu Yan had someone pack up his things and send them to this house.

Then he came to the art gallery.

The exhibition hall is filled with various works of art, some of which are masterpieces by famous painters, while others are works by unknown artists.

Lu Yan strolled among them, admiring the paintings and feeling the charm of art.

He stopped in front of a painting. It was a landscape painting, showing a tranquil lake with a big tree beside the lake, its leaves swaying in the wind. The painting made him feel inexplicably intimate, as if it could take him into a peaceful world.

He looked at the signature and found it was his mother's painting.

Lu Yan stared at his mother's paintings, with mixed emotions welling up in his heart.

He couldn't help but imagine his mother's state of mind when she was painting, and the emotions she conveyed through her brush.

"I feel so uncomfortable." Lu Yan couldn't put it into words. Ever since waking up from the car accident, he felt that everything was unreal, like a dream.

But everything around him was familiar to him.

Lu Yan calmed down.

As he turned to leave, he noticed an office in a corner of the exhibition hall.

When he walked in, it was filled with documents and materials. He searched through them and found some notes and letters from his mother.

The words in the letter were warm and kind, and Lu Yan's eyes gradually became moist as he read. He realized that although he had not been with his mother for a long time, her love had always been with him silently.

Lu Yan decided to run this art gallery well so that more people could appreciate his mother's works.

He believed that this was also what his mother expected.

She had been trapped in that mansion for too long and she shouldn't be unable to be free after she died.

Lu Yan took a deep breath and said, "It's okay. Fortunately, I saw it."

He stood up and left as he still had some company matters to deal with.

Lu Yan returned home and turned on the TV. The news was reporting about his car accident.

Reporters speculated about his injury and recovery, and the company's stock price was affected. Even though it has been half a year since the incident, there are still many people making a fuss about it.

Fortunately, Lu Yan didn't like to appear in camera before, so even though there was this rumor, no one came to verify it. However, there were many people in the company who were suspicious.

Lu Yan looked at his own photo on the screen. Since many people had made such speculations, he had to show up in person to slap them in the face.

He called his special assistant to find out about the company's current operations.

Upon learning that competitors were trying to seize market share while he was away, a hint of cunning flashed in Lu Yan's eyes.

At the same time, Lu Yan was also thinking about how to make use of the inheritance left by his mother to maximize its value. He was not short of money, but he could do something with the money.

Perhaps, part of the funds could be invested in art collection to expand the scale and influence of the art museum.