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When Zhang Muqing woke up, she found herself lying in a plain white room, with a pungent smell filling the tip of her nose.

What is this place?

"Ancestor, you are awake, you scared me to death!"

He heard someone talking.

Zhang Muqing's head was heavy and he couldn't move, so he could only look sideways. There were three people standing beside him. The one who was talking was a man about 30 years old with a fleshy face.

"who are you?"

Zhang Muqing also struggled to speak, and raised her hand to touch it, only to find that her entire head was wrapped in gauze.

"You don't recognize me?" The chubby was very surprised, "I'm Yang Fan, ancestor! Don't scare me!"

"I don't know." Zhang Muqing looked indifferent.

"What about this one? This is President Li!" Brother Yang asked the older man beside him again.

"do not know."

"What about this, Xiao Huaike. Your teammate!" Brother Yang pulled the young man standing on the far side again.

Hearing this, Zhang Muqing just looked at the boy standing on the farthest side. There were a pair of clear eyes embedded under the thick eyebrows, and he was also staring straight at him, exuding a noble and detached aura all over his body.

This appearance is quite pleasing to the eye as a male favorite.

Thinking so, Zhang Muqing said that she didn't know her, but her eyes never left the person named Xiao Huaike.

At this time, a group of white coats walked in.

As soon as the group of people came in, they started to touch Zhang Li, looking at this and that.Zhang Li slapped the doctor's hand away unceremoniously, and stared at them with disgust:

"Do not touch me."

He didn't care about the embarrassing expressions on those white coats, Brother Yang jumped out to smooth things over, coaxed him a few words, and asked the doctor to take him for an examination.

Zhang Muqing looked at those strange "organs", and did not act rashly.

"Mr. Zhang, take off your shoes and lie down." A voice sounded in the room.

Zhang Muqing looked around, only to see a few people standing outside a transparent wall looking at him, and the voice came from that "wall".

What kind of utensil is this?

He hesitated for a moment, but obeyed obediently. Resistance would cause a lot of trouble.

There was nothing wrong with his body, however.

When the doctor asked how he got those wounds on his body, Zhang Muqing didn't know how to answer - he was stabbed before jumping off the cliff, but the wounds had scabbed over, like a few ugly centipedes lying on the ground. on fair skin.

After a while of examination, Zhang Muqing was sent back to the ward again.

I don't know how long those three people stared at me solemnly, Zhang Muqing finally couldn't help it, and said coldly:

"Are you disappointed that I didn't die?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? We are all worried about you!" President Li said.

"That's right, we've been looking for you for many days, and President Li cried during your operation... Oh, ancestor, we can talk about what you want after the year-end awards are over, okay?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Zhang Muqing's ears twitched, and when she heard the word "worry", she couldn't help but feel dense and small ripples in her heart.

"Hey, tension, you..."

President Li wanted to say something, but Xiao Huaike behind him suddenly said, "Mr. Li, Brother Yang, you go back first, I'll talk to him."

Hearing this, Zhang Muqing couldn't help raising her head to look at Xiao Huaike, who cast a look at the two elders, telling them to leave in peace.

Soon, only Zhang Muqing and Xiao Huaike were left in the ward.

Sitting on the hospital bed, Zhang Muqing was not in a hurry to speak. He remembered Yang Fan said that this person was a teammate.

Xiao Huaike sat down gracefully on the sofa, and said in a leisurely manner: "Li Zhang, after the year-end awards, I will personally go and tell Mr. Li to let you go solo."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Thinking that he could say something different, Zhang Muqing snorted softly after listening.

"Do you still want to play amnesia? Okay, I'll ask Brother Yang to issue a statement saying that you lost your memory because you fell off a cliff, and all performing arts activities will be suspended indefinitely."

"I've said it all, I don't know you, I don't know what you are talking about!"

Seeing Xiao Huaike staring at him, Zhang Muqing couldn't help but rolled her eyes, and said:

"I don't have amnesia. I'm Zhang Muqing, the son of the richest man in Huanzhou. I spend my days living off a large fortune left by my father. If you didn't come to kill me, then let me go. When I return to Huanzhou, Your benefits must be indispensable."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Muqing heard the other party's contemptuous laughter.

This made him very uncomfortable.

"what do you mean?"

"Your acting skills are still as bad as ever." Xiao Huaike left such a sentence, got up and was about to leave.

Zhang Muqing was also walking sideways in Huanzhou. Where had he ever been so angry, he couldn't help shouting at Xiao Huaike's back:

"I told you I don't know!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the pillow and threw it at Xiao Huaike's back.

Zhang Muqing watched Xiao Huaike stop and walked back: .

"Don't go too far!"

Zhang Muqing's wrist was firmly restrained by Xiao Huaike, but he knew martial arts, so of course he wouldn't hold back so much, so he grabbed Xiao Huaike's back collar with his other hand, and then jumped forward, effortlessly Xiao Huaike fell back to the ground.

This time, both of them were stunned.

Zhang Muqing restrained Xiao Huaike with his elbow, but he didn't use any force, because he found that Xiao Huaike didn't know martial arts.

"you!"

Zhang Muqing saw the surprised expression on the person below him, knowing that he was being threatened, she relaxed her guard a little, and said:

"What are you, be honest." Zhang Muqing lifted Xiao Huaike with the help of internal force, "Now let me ask questions."

Zhang Muqing imitated Xiao Huaike's appearance just now, and sat down gracefully on the sofa. As soon as her buttocks sat on the sofa, Zhang Muqing couldn't help wondering what was under the buttocks, it was softer than sitting on a cloth quilt Comfortable, but his surface is still as cold as ice, high above:

"Where is this place, who are you, and how did you find me?"

"let me go!"

"I hate giving wrong answers."

"I should ask you this, who are you and where is the tension?!"

"I do not know."

"Lie." Xiao Huaike's tone was firm.

"Tough work." Zhang Muqing rolled her eyes impatiently, why is this person so annoying, so she changed the subject again, "Tell me in detail how you found me."

"Why don't you explain your identity in detail first." Xiao Huaike turned against Zhang Muqing again.

"I've just said it."

Zhang Muqing raised her chin slightly, and looked sideways at Xiao Huaike, who fell into a moment of thought.

He raised his hand to touch the gauze on his face, and asked again, "What's wrong with my face?"

"When the search and rescue team rescued you, your face was scratched, and the company also called a plastic surgeon to save your face." Xiao Huaike paused, "Li Zhang, it's my team member, we are idols."

"What is an idol?"

"Idol." Xiao Huaike paused, and then said, "He went climbing a month ago and lost contact. The search and rescue team found you under the cliff, surrounded by ID cards and mobile phones. You and Zhang Li look exactly the same. If If you're not playing with amnesia, where did you come from?"

After finishing speaking, both Mu Qing and Xiao Huaike fell into deep thought.

Zhang Muqing was sure that she was dead.

At that time, a male pet beside him wanted to murder him for money, so he chased him all the way to the edge of the cliff.

Naturally, he would not let that villain succeed in death, so he jumped off the cliff.

Falling off that cliff would definitely be a smashing body, the injuries he suffered before falling off the cliff would have killed him, let alone the possibility of him surviving.

Then how did he come here?

Xiao Huaike said, this is City S, and Huanzhou is no longer called Huanzhou. When the word "ancient times" popped up, Zhang Muqing was a little flustered. What "ancient times" meant, he knew very well.

In the past, when lingering in romantic places, Zhang Muqing often heard those mysterious legends, such as strayed into a fairyland, reincarnated and reincarnated.

Zhang Muqing just listened to the story to relieve boredom. He never thought that such a mysterious thing would happen to him one day. Once he traveled to an unknown dynasty, the wounds on his body healed, and he could still communicate with the people here. exchange.