No script time travel, the general helped me rise to the top

"The city defenses are already locked at this hour, how can we get in?"

Tang Yuwei took Yangyang off the carriage outside the city defense. He calculated that if Xuanyi knew about their return to Jingwei now, she would definitely not let them go easily.

So they had to find a way to enter the city without exposing their identities.

Just when Yangyang didn't understand why Tang Yuwei was taking him step by step closer to the city defense camp, he had already knocked down a soldier who was looking for the camp from behind.

Then he squatted down, took off his helmet, raised his hand and handed it to Yangyang, "Put it on!"

Yangyang took the helmet and said, "You want us to disguise ourselves as soldiers guarding the city and sneak into the Jingwei District early in the morning?"

Tang Yuwei took off the soldier's coat while looking around and said, "Let's hide here for tonight, and we'll go into the city tomorrow morning."

Yangyang put on the helmet, and while wearing it crookedly, he felt that the helmet was unusually light. He couldn't help wondering, "How can this helmet be so light!"

Tang Yuwei stripped off the soldier's clothes, approached Yangyang and gently straightened her helmet, but did not respond to Yangyang's words.

Yangyang raised his head and asked again, "General Tang, is there something wrong with this helmet?"

"Of course!"

"Of course! Yes!" Yangyang examined Tang Yuwei's indifferent expression and said, "It seems that your role-playing is quite successful! You know all the information."

Tang Yuwei controlled Yangyang's head, which was moving left and right, and bent down to meet Yangyang's eyes, "Don't move!"

"This helmet is so light. It seems that some people have embezzled a lot of money." Yangyang looked into Tang Yuwei's eyes, trying to see some answers from them.

Tang Yuwei had always known about the affairs of these imperial guards. Both the city defense army and the imperial guards were now under the control of the Feng family.

Due to Xuanyi's trust in the Feng family, the Feng family has always been greedy and insatiable, and even shamelessly set their sights on collecting more money from military supplies.

Therefore, Xuanyi’s control over the court was destined not to last long, and this was also the original trend of the data.

Thinking of this, Tang Yuwei handed the coat he had taken off the soldier to Yangyang, "Now all this is not important. As long as we can get the bodhi tree, you can go back safely."

"Me?" At this moment, Yangyang felt dazed. She grabbed Tang Yuwei's hand that was holding her helmet and asked worriedly, "What about you? And where is my father?"

Tang Yuwei smiled, hiding the bitterness deep in his heart, and said, "Of course everyone will be safe!"

He looked at Yangyang, lifted her face and gazed at her deeply, but the night was too dark and he couldn't see clearly.

Faced with Tang Yuwei's seemingly comforting words, Yangyang couldn't feel at ease, always feeling that he was hiding something in his heart.

At night, for some reason, Yangyang felt particularly sleepy and fell into a deep sleep in the haystack of the camp. In her dreams, she was waiting for the arrival of the next morning, when they could enter the Jingwei City.

But for some reason she couldn't wait until morning.

When she opened her eyes again and thought it was daylight and she could go into the city, she found herself lying on a hospital bed.

Everything around her was a modern perspective she had not seen for a long time. The TV, the ventilator, the measuring instrument, and the indicator light on the bedside were all lit up. A voice came from the bed, "The doctor will be here for rounds soon. Bao Yangyang, please stay in bed."

"Bao Yangyang?" Yangyang looked at the medical records on the bedside and rubbed her eyes fiercely. When did she change her name back to her father's surname?

Also, I have returned to the modern era, but I clearly haven't done anything.

After a while, the door of the ward was opened by a doctor in a white coat and a group of people. He walked closer to Yangyang's bed, looked at the records in his hand and raised his head to look at Yangyang, "Your neck should be fine today, right? The operation was successful, and it should be completely pain-free now!"

"Surgery?" Yangyang asked in confusion, "What surgery?"

The doctor came closer to Yangyang, took out a flashlight from his white coat, bent down and shone it back and forth into Yangyang's pupils, then put the flashlight away and said with confidence,

"You had surgery for your cervical spondylosis. Compared to conservative treatment, this surgery will affect your memory to a certain extent, but it will be healed in a few days."

It would affect the memory, but what she experienced was so real, it didn't seem fake at all. Yangyang couldn't help but ask again, "Then, where is Tang Yuwei? Is he also in this hospital?"

"Tang Yuwei?"

"Yes! He should have come back with me. Which ward is he in?"

"Miss Bao, you have been lying in bed for two days after the operation. Your previous examination was already very serious. I guess this has affected your memory deviation. But don't worry, our operation was very successful."

We have already booked

"Lying down for two days?" Yangyang became more and more confused as she listened. For a moment, she felt some dark and confusing fragments of memory flashing through her mind, but those fragments gradually made her more and more confused.

The more Yangyang thought about it, the more frightened he became. "Doctor, what kind of hospital is this? I had my previous checkup here too. Where is your laboratory?"

"Miss Bao, you need to have a good rest!" Faced with hundreds of questions, the attending physician answered them lightly, then turned around and left the ward with a group of students.

Yangyang watched the group of people leave, feeling even more lonely and anxious. Finally, he asked, "Where is the research laboratory for time travel that you are studying?"

But the reply he got was unusually cold, "Miss Bao, you need to have a good rest. Your current condition is not very normal. We will come back to visit you tomorrow."

In a trance, Yangyang felt that her head was no longer her own, and there seemed to be no obvious pain in her spine.