Am I human? [Live]

"Uncle Yin, go get busy. I'll do the physical examination myself, so you don't need to accompany me."

Yun Chuan was always thinking about the invisible figure on the second floor, so he persuaded Uncle Yin.

"But you are like this now..."

Looking at Yun Chuan's sickly pale face, Uncle Yin was very worried.

"I'm fine. I may be infected with the flu. My face looks a little scary. Besides, this is a hospital. I'll be fine. The medical report will be available tomorrow. If you're worried, come get it with me tomorrow."

"Then go to the physical examination obediently and don't run around." Uncle Yin finished his instructions and left the hospital.

He does have work to do.

Yun Chuan also needs to work, but after the accident two days ago, he took a few days off.

As soon as Uncle Yin left, Yun Chuan temporarily put down the physical examination and came to the second floor.

He took off the jade pendant around his neck, but saw nothing.

That vague outline disappeared.

"Hey, which bed are you a patient in? Have you been approved to come out?" A nurse suddenly came over and asked Yun Chuan.

She held a notebook and a pen in one hand, and pushed the cart with the other, looking very busy.

"...You are mistaken, I am not a patient."

Upon hearing this, the nurse stared at Yun Chuan's eyes.

Yun Chuan looked at her and smiled.

After three seconds.

"Be good, listen to the doctor, don't run around if you are not well, you know? What's your name, what's the bed?" the nurse coaxed softly.

Seeing Yun Chuan's weak appearance, the nurse directly put him in the ranks of patients who were bedridden for a long time and tried to sneak out of the hospital to play.

Yun Chuan was silent, and handed a stack of receipts to the nurse.

"I just came to the hospital for a physical examination today. This is the receipt of the previous physical examination."

The nurse looked at it carefully: "I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person. There is a patient in the hospital who looks very similar to you, plus your complexion...so I took you as a patient in the hospital, sorry."

"It's okay." Yun Chuan smiled, took back the receipt, turned and walked back.

He had just taken two steps when he suddenly stopped.

Turning around, he said, "That patient looks a lot like me?"

The nurse recalled it for a while and confirmed: "It really looks like it. It looks older than you, with smaller eyes and no dimples."

When Yun Chuan heard the words, he looked down at the stack of various receipts in his hand, his thoughts turned.

The nurse pushed the cart past him.

"Wait a minute." Yun Chuan stepped forward to catch up with her. "Sister, can you tell me which ward he lives in?"

His pale face had crooked eyebrows, dimples and bright eyes.

In the face of a beautiful sick and weak young man's voice request, how many people can refuse to do a trivial thing for him.

Although he didn't want to admit it, his pale and weak temperament was like a natural disguise, giving him an advantage in front of others.

Sympathy, affection, or because they despise physical strength, they are considered harmless.

The nurse was clearly impressed, but looked distressed.

"To be honest, I just remembered that the patient's situation is quite special."

There is a piece of transparent glass on the door of the ward, which allows people to see the inside of the ward from outside the ward.

Yun Chuan stood outside the door, staring intently at the people on the hospital bed through the glass.

His breathing was a little messed up.

Lying on the hospital bed was a sleeping man who looked about 27 or [-] years old. His face was pale as he had been bedridden for a long time. His face was seven points similar to Yun Chuan's, but the lines were thinner and softer, a bit too delicate .

The lips are very thin, slightly pursed, even in sleep, it gives people a cold feeling that rejects people thousands of miles away.

The appearance of lying on the hospital bed is like a body without a soul.

vegetative.

The nurse said he had been in bed for two years.

It is inconvenient to disclose more information to Yun Chuan.

Yun Chuan didn't press the question either.

Before that, he needs to confirm one thing—whether this man is related to him by blood.

If so, it would not be too late to find out more detailed information.

If not, don't worry.

He has always wanted to know his own background, what kind of person his mother and father were, what kind of things he had done, and what kind of relatives and friends he had.

Regarding his mother, Uncle Yin has a lot of taboos and doesn't want to talk about it in detail.

The word father seemed to be erased from his life. Uncle Yin had only ever had contact with his mother.