This is Chapter 1697; the chapter number is incorrect.
The Great Imperial Son's Deputy woke up in the hospital four days later.
When he opened his eyes, he was somewhat dazed. His first thought was not, "Where am I?" "Who am I?" or "What am I supposed to do?"
His first thought was, "It's getting late. I have to get up and work." It was a very simple thought.
The moment he tried to sit up, a violent pain made him shudder and fall back onto the bed. The pain gradually reminded him of something.
He remembered just leaving the chemical shop. The sound of brakes beside him had made every hair on his body stand on end, and then...
He had been sent flying after being hit by a speeding train! Even before he landed, while spinning through the air, he had cursed. After that came endless darkness! His screams had alarmed the Nurse.
A Nurse came in to take a look, then hurried off to notify the doctors.
Since the patient's identity was highly unusual, the hospital took his case very seriously. Before long, the doctors had gathered there.
After giving the patient a basic examination, they confirmed that he had more or less recovered.
"When can I be discharged?" The Deputy, who had lain on the bed and allowed the doctors to examine him, quickly calmed down.
Whether the accident had been a conspiracy could wait. At least he was fine now, and he felt pretty good himself. That was the luckiest thing amid all his misfortune! He had suffered the worst possible outcome, yet received a conclusion that was not too terrible. What was there to complain about?
The doctors exchanged glances for a moment and remained silent. The Deputy's expression shifted slightly. "Is there something