C1 I'm Back

Capital City, First People's Hospital, Intensive Care Unit.

A young man in a white hospital gown leaned against the sickbed, his face covered with bandages. His eyes were still a little incredulous as he muttered softly, "Did I really come back? Was my three thousand years of cultivation just a big dream?"

"Lan Xiangyu, why did you get up on your own again? After being unconscious for three years, your body has shrunk a lot. You can't get up on your own without the help of others."

While speaking, one of them had a tall and slender figure with a chest. A nurse with long hair and delicate features opened the door and walked in. When she saw Lan Xiangyu leaning on the bed, she immediately went up to help him lie down.

Three years ago, Lan Xiangyu was still an ordinary freshman. On his way to school to report, he saved a little girl while he was knocked unconscious by a heavy truck. No one thought that Lan Xiangyu would survive.

In these three years, Lan Xiangyu's soul passed through his body into another world. In that world, he was sent back to his original body after the spirit of the world found out that he was an outsider while he was cultivating for three thousand years and was about to reach the final realm.

"I'm fine. I've been lying in bed for so long, and I still can't get up and move."

Lan Xiangyu stopped reminiscing about the previous world and looked at the nurse with a cheeky smile.

The nurse's name was Yang Huanhuan. She had taken care of him during the three years he had been unconscious, so Lan Xiangyu had a good impression of Yang Huanhuan.

"You, you still have to wait for me to come before you move. You've been lying in bed for three years, and all the muscles in your body have shriveled up a lot."

Yang Huanhuan looked at Lan Xiangyu helplessly. She thought Lan Xiangyu wouldn't wake up for the rest of his life. After all, it was certain that someone who had been unconscious for three years wouldn't wake up again.

"Alright, I'll wait for you to come next time before moving."

Lan Xiangyu didn't want to dwell on this topic. He took an apple from the fruit basket beside the bed and asked: "Has anyone paid for my medical fees in the past three years?"

He was an orphan in this world and had no family members. He thought that he would return to Earth in a tomb in the wilderness, but he didn't expect to be lying in an intensive care unit. This made Lan Xiangyu curious, who would pay for his medical treatment for three years?

The number one hospital in the imperial city was one of the most famous hospitals in the world. The intensive care unit here was not easy to get hold of, not to mention three years.

"You saved the daughter of the strong woman Ye Lan from the capital. She comes to see you once a month. She pays for the medical fees for the past three years as well. Usually, they would pay you for the next three years."

Yang Huanhuan tidied up the hygiene in the ward. When she heard Lan Xiangyu's question, she explained.

"So it's like that."

Lan Xiangyu thought for a moment and tried to find something related to Ye Lan from his three thousand years of memories. After all, he had lived in another world for three thousand years, so he had almost forgotten all the memories on Earth.

"Alright, you should get some rest first. I'll bring the food over to you later."

While Lan Xiangyu was deep in thought, Yang Huanhuan had already taken care of the hygiene in the ward. Then, she turned around and left.

"Phew, let's see if I can cultivate it."

Lan Xiangyu closed his eyes and sensed the condition of his body. Seeing that he was able to start cultivating, he barely managed to sit up on the bed.

"Archean Nine Profound Yellow Spells!"

Congealing in his palm, he flipped and formed hand seals. Numerous mysterious hand prints appeared in Lan Xiangyu's palm.

The Archean Nine Profound Yellow Spells was Lan Xiangyu's cultivation technique in the cultivation world. It was also because he had cultivated the Archean Nine Profound Yellow Spells that he was able to break through to the World Spirit level. However, he wasn't sure if the cultivation techniques from that world could be cultivated on Earth.

"The spiritual energy is too thin."

He could cultivate, but because Earth's industries were too developed, the scarcity of spiritual energy in a large city was not suitable for cultivators to cultivate. Lan Xiangyu opened his eyes helplessly after he cultivated for a while, yes, he could cultivate, but because Earth's industries were too developed, the sparse amount of spiritual energy in a large city was not suitable for cultivators.

When he was at his peak in the alternate world, he could absorb 100,000 meters of spiritual energy in an instant just by meditating. If this was placed on Earth, he could probably absorb all the spiritual energy in China.

"Forget it, being able to cultivate is a good thing."

Lan Xiangyu couldn't care so much. It was better to be able to cultivate than not to be able to cultivate. He once again closed his eyes and focused on absorbing the spiritual energy.

He had to get his body back to normal as soon as possible. It didn't feel good to be lying on the bed.

Time flew by while he was cultivating. When Lan Xiangyu opened his eyes again, the sun had already set outside the window.

Next time, I'll have to pay attention to my training time.

Seeing this, Lan Xiangyu frowned slightly. It was normal for a foreign world to meditate for dozens of years or even hundreds of years at a time, but it was not normal for it to be placed on Earth.

"Let go, I'm at work now, can you wait for me to get off work before talking about this!"

"Yin'er, you need to know that those usurers aren't just letting me off. Can you give me some money right now?"

"Impossible!" I already have nothing to do with you, nothing to do with you! "

At the same time, the sound of an argument could be heard from outside the ward. Yang Huanhuan was in the middle of it all.

Lan Xiangyu didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but the argument outside the ward was getting louder and louder.

Lan Xiangyu had no choice but to take care of this matter. After all, Yang Huanhuan had taken care of him for three years, so she had to help him if there was anything she could do.

Holding the walking stick, Lan Xiangyu walked out of the ward. Although he could walk without the walking stick after an afternoon of training, he still had to put on his disguise. He didn't want to cause a sensation in the medical history.

"Nurse Ye, what happened?"

Pushing open the door of the ward, Lan Xiangyu stuck his head out to look at the situation in the corridor. He saw Yang Huanhuan and a hoodlum with dyed yellow hair arguing with each other. There was even a big tiger tattooed on the hoodlum's arm, he didn't seem to be someone to be trifled with.

"It's none of your business. Get the hell in here right now, or I'll beat you up too."

Before Yang Huanhuan could say anything, the yellow-haired bully told Lan Xiangyu to scram back into the ward.

"It's fine. You can go back first. This is my private matter."

Yang Huanhuan also didn't want to drag Lan Xiangyu into this matter. After all, this was only her own private matter.

"I don't care about personal matters, but since you've caused me to rest, I should take care of it."

The corner of Lan Xiangyu's mouth raised into a smile. He looked at the yellow-haired bully with eyes full of contempt.

"Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you speak to me like that?"