"If..."
"Knowing this is the last time I'll see you, I should have dressed more presentably."
...
Lying in a pool of blood.
Zhang Yang looked at Han Xiyao not far away.
Finally.
He closed his eyes unwillingly.
Four years of university, three years of work.
A full seven years.
Zhang Yang had been working tirelessly, every moment.
Striving to narrow the gap in status between himself and Han Xiyao.
He would never forget.
Eight years ago, during his most desperate moment.
Han Xiyao happened to pass by.
Perhaps, Han Xiyao had long forgotten this incident.
However.
Zhang Yang had always kept it in his heart.
Through unremitting efforts, Zhang Yang successfully became the marketing department supervisor of Fenghua Group.
This was a major group comparable to Han's Group, where Han Xiyao's family belonged.
Moreover, through Zhang Yang's operations, the company successfully established its first cooperation with Han's Group.
It was just that.
He never expected.
That during the negotiation with Han's Group this time.
The president, Han Xiyao herself, would personally be present.
Under normal circumstances, Zhang Yang would have been delighted.
But today...
Heaven played a huge joke on him.
Just as Zhang Yang was approaching the agreed meeting point.
A speeding earth-moving truck, driving against traffic, suddenly rushed towards him.
Zhang Yang, driving the company car, found that the brakes had failed.
Caught off guard, the two vehicles collided violently.
What was even more unexpected was.
When Zhang Yang was rescued from the car by a kind passerby.
A crossing car proceeded to run over Zhang Yang's body.
Now lying in a pool of blood, his face was full of unwillingness.
According to the original plan.
Zhang Yang wanted to appear before Han Xiyao through his own efforts.
And say.
"Hello, my name is Zhang Yang, it's a pleasure to be friends with you."
But.
Reality is always cruel.
The scene of his reunion with Han Xiyao.
Was when he was at his most disheveled.
...
As Zhang Yang closed his eyes, his consciousness still lingered.
The wailing of ambulance sirens and the shouts of doctors and nurses accompanied his ears.
Even, Zhang Yang vaguely heard Han Xiyao's voice.
But.
Zhang Yang didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.
His body had been run over by a car, and he was bleeding profusely.
The dragon-shaped jade pendant hanging on his chest had turned blood red at some point.
Suddenly.
A thunderous voice exploded in Zhang Yang's mind.
"What year is this? What time?"
"How could the descendant of the Zhang family have fallen to such a state? Merely a mortal body!"
"Alas... It is what it is."
"Since you have summoned this venerable one, then this venerable one shall repay the kindness of the Zhang family's ancestors."
"Descendant of the Zhang family, remember this: this venerable one has used the power of this clone to reshape your immortal body and Dao foundation, and this 'Carefree Immortal Scripture' is also passed on to you."
"This immortal scripture possesses immense creation, cultivate it well."
...
Zhang Yang felt like he had a dream.
In the dream.
There was an old man with the demeanor of an immortal, who cleansed his marrow and bones.
A mysterious energy continuously impacted his meridians.
And.
Zhang Yang had also mastered the divine abilities in the 'Carefree Immortal Scripture'.
Medical skills, martial arts, divination, alchemy, calligraphy and painting...
Even cultivation techniques.
It's just that these cultivation techniques were somewhat...
...
Suddenly!
Zhang Yang's eyes snapped open.
He carefully felt the changes in his body and the memories in his mind.
"That wasn't an illusion just now, nor was I dreaming. It's all real!"
Zhang Yang's heart was stirred by a storm!
Possessing divine medical skills.
He knew that his body was now out of danger.
He quickly got up from the hospital bed.
Just as he was about to leave, he bumped into Lin Yiyi, who had pigtails.
"Oh!"
Lin Yiyi's clear eyes blinked continuously.
The surprise on her face was beyond words.
"What's going on? How can you be out of bed and walking?"
Lin Yiyi was the nurse in charge of Zhang Yang's ward.
When Zhang Yang was first admitted to the hospital, he was like a bloody mess.
He had no less than ten fractures.
His broken ribs had pierced his heart, causing massive internal bleeding.
By all rights.
Zhang Yang should not have passed the critical period yet.
"I feel like my body is in good condition, perhaps my ancestors are protecting me."
Zhang Yang scratched his head.
He himself couldn't explain his current situation.
Lin Yiyi tilted her head, very curious.
She immediately notified the doctor and walked towards Zhang Yang.
The ballpoint pen in her hand kept poking Zhang Yang.
*Tuk.*
*Tuk-tuk.*
...
"Huh, you don't feel any pain?"
The places Lin Yiyi poked were where Zhang Yang had originally broken his bones.
"I'm really fine, please let me go." Zhang Yang felt a little helpless.
"That won't do. I can't let you go until the doctor comes."
Lin Yiyi quickly ran to the door and spread her hands.
"Alright."
Zhang Yang felt extremely helpless towards this quirky nurse.
Fortunately.
The doctor appeared soon.
When he saw Zhang Yang, he looked as if he had seen a ghost.
Finally.
He arranged a series of examinations for Zhang Yang.
After confirming that Zhang Yang was indeed fine, he could only attribute this situation to a medical miracle.
With the doctor's confirmation, Zhang Yang chose to be discharged immediately.
Lin Yiyi followed him like a curious baby.
Without Zhang Yang's consent, she took out her phone and took a selfie with him.
"Zhang Yang, come, let's take a photo together. I must document this miraculous moment."
"Come on, say cheese~"
After the camera shutter clicked, Lin Yiyi looked at the photo and muttered to herself.
"Not bad, the clothes I bought for you look good on camera."
Zhang Yang looked down at the cartoon-graffiti t-shirt and Doraemon shorts he was wearing.
The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
Although he was grateful to her, his face was full of helplessness.
Just now, during the examination.
Lin Yiyi knew that Zhang Yang might be discharged, so she thoughtfully bought him a set of clothes.
But.
These clothes were a bit too kawaii.
"Yiyi, do you know who took me to the hospital?" Zhang Yang asked.
"It was a beautiful woman, I think her surname is Han, her name is... is..." Lin Yiyi tilted her head, trying to recall.
Surname Han?
Zhang Yang's heart involuntarily quickened.
"Is it Han Xiyao?"
"Ah, yes, yes, it's Han Xiyao. She also paid fifty thousand yuan in advance for your medical expenses," Lin Yiyi said, clapping her hands repeatedly.
It was her indeed.
Xiyao was still so kind-hearted.
At this moment, while Zhang Yang was delighted, he also felt a little embarrassed.
When the car accident happened, his miserable appearance.
It must have been quite unsightly.
"Besides Han Xiyao, did anyone else come to see me?" Zhang Yang asked.
"No, there wasn't," Lin Yiyi shook her head.
Hearing this.
A cold glint flashed in Zhang Yang's eyes.
It seemed that the car accident this morning was not as simple as it appeared.
He had been hospitalized for almost half a day, and Fenghua Group should have received the news.
Zhang Yang walked forward silently.
He hadn't walked far when he found the corridor completely blocked.
All around stood burly bodyguards.
A middle-aged couple, dressed in luxurious attire, were kneeling beside a stretcher.
Crying bitterly.
"Dad, why did this happen so suddenly? You can't leave us."
"Director Lin, you must have a way, right? Please, save my father!"
...
The family's grief.
Lin Miaoshou and several doctors who had just come out of the operating room felt the same.
Lin Miaoshou, the director of Tianhai People's Hospital, looked heartbroken.
"Dingtian, old man, I really did my best."
"It's just that Old Master Guan had a heart attack, it was too sudden."
"When you sent him to the hospital, the best rescue time had already passed."
Guan Dingtian, in his forties, was instantly filled with despair, and tears rolled down his eyes.
Lin Miaoshou was the foremost divine doctor in Jiangnan City. If even he couldn't help.
Then...
It might truly be beyond hope.
The death of Old Master Guan.
Cast a somber atmosphere in the corridor.
The next moment.
Zhang Yang's untimely voice suddenly broke the silence.
"Excuse me, you're blocking my way."
Guan Dingtian, immersed in grief, glanced at Zhang Yang.
Given his status, he wouldn't stoop to blaming Zhang Yang.
However, the doctors around Lin Miaoshou were not so accommodating.
They all angrily rebuked him.
"Who is this brat? Old Master Guan has just passed away, and you're not allowed to shout here."
"There's a spare staircase at the other end of the corridor. Turn around and go that way."
"If you dare to make noise here again, we'll call security and throw you out!"
...
After these doctors finished speaking.
The bodyguards behind Guan Dingtian also stepped forward slightly.
Zhang Yang's brows immediately furrowed.
He was so close to the hospital entrance.
And these doctors were telling him to turn back?
"You all step aside and let this young man pass." Guan Dingtian waved his hand.
His father had just passed away.
He didn't want to cause his father to rest in peace over such a trivial matter.
This earned Zhang Yang's respect.
At the same time.
Zhang Yang guessed that Guan Dingtian's identity was not simple.
Otherwise, these doctors wouldn't be so fawning over him.
Instantly.
Zhang Yang's gaze fell upon the old man on the stretcher.
Upon closer inspection, he sneered contemptuously.
"What a bunch of quacks. This person is clearly not dead, yet you've already declared him gone?"
"If you want to curry favor, you should have saved this old man."
"Instead of making things difficult for me and showing off your servility!"
What?
Guan Dingtian and the doctors were stunned.
The doctors reacted first, shouting angrily at Zhang Yang.
"Looking at the IV puncture marks on your hand, you must be here for treatment. And you, you have the right to call us quacks?"
"Don't let the wind blow your tongue off. Old Master Guan just passed away, and you dare to make such a joke, you're practically asking for death!"
...
Similarly.
Lin Miaoshou was also somewhat displeased.
He glanced at Zhang Yang, and then at Lin Yiyi beside Zhang Yang.
Lin Miaoshou knew that the doctors had gone a bit too far with Zhang Yang earlier to curry favor with Guan Dingtian.
However.
The kind of joke Zhang Yang made was absolutely unacceptable.
"Young man, you shouldn't speak carelessly. Yiyi, hurry up and leave, don't cause trouble here."
Lin Miaoshou said sternly, wanting to prevent Guan Dingtian from taking his anger out on them.
However, Zhang Yang had no intention of leaving.
Possessing the Carefree Immortal Scripture, Zhang Yang had enough confidence.
He could not tolerate any grains of sand in his eyes!
He immediately shook off Lin Yiyi's hand that was holding him and strode towards the stretcher.
Before everyone could react, his right palm flashed with an inexplicable light.
He struck the old man's chest heavily three times!
This action.
Caused everyone present to be greatly alarmed.
Guan Dingtian became even more furious.
Just as he was about to order his bodyguards to apprehend Zhang Yang, the old man on the stretcher coughed.
*Cough, cough~*
"Father, you're awake!" Guan Dingtian's anger turned to joy, and he exclaimed excitedly.
Lin Miaoshou was also greatly surprised and stepped forward to feel Old Master Guan's pulse.
Afterward, he said with a look of utter shock.
"This... How is this possible."
"He... he's actually alive."
"And from the pulse, Old Master Guan's heart rate has become much more normal."
"He doesn't seem like a patient with a thirty-year history of heart disease at all."
Upon receiving Lin Miaoshou's confirmation.
Guan Dingtian turned and shouted at the departing Zhang Yang.
"Young man, thank you for saving my father, I..."
"You don't need to thank me. I just can't stand those quacks."
Zhang Yang said without turning his head, waving his hand.
He continued to walk forward.
This left Guan Dingtian stunned.
Others were eager to curry favor with him.
Why was Zhang Yang not even interested in talking to him?
"Then you should at least tell me your name!"
"My name is Zhang Yang, the 'Zhang' from arrogant, and the 'Yang' from vigorous."
...