Song Qingshu's Past and Present Lives

Pain! Unbearable pain! Song Qingshu gradually woke from his coma, feeling as if every bone in his body had shattered. He couldn't even move a finger. Thinking of the large truck that had hurtled towards him before he lost consciousness, Song Qingshu's heart chilled: "Did I survive, only to be paralyzed for the rest of my life?"

Is this a hospital? Song Qingshu opened his eyes and began to slowly survey his surroundings. He saw sheer curtains moving gently in the breeze. In the center of the room, a white candle on a table flickered, casting an unsteady light. A woman with a graceful figure sat with her back to him, propping her chin with her hand, lost in thought.

He couldn't see the woman's face clearly. However, the dim candlelight illuminated her plain, pale green robe, making her look eerily frightening. Song Qingshu wondered what the hospital was playing at. Not only was there no electricity, but the room was decorated like a mourning hall. The nurse sat there like a female ghost. Anyone timid would have screamed by now.

The woman in green seemed lost in her thoughts and didn't notice that the man on the bed had woken up. At this moment, a female nun knocked and entered, reporting, "Sect Leader, Ming Cult's leader, Zhang Wuji, requests an audience."

The woman in green clearly trembled, but quickly regained her composure. "There is a distinction between men and women, and it is inconvenient to meet at night. Send him back." Her indifferent tone couldn't hide the hint of etherealness in her clear voice, which was very pleasant to hear.

At this moment, a steady, clear male voice penetrated from outside: "I am quite skilled in medicine and wish to treat young hero Song Qingshu. I have no other intentions."

Song Qingshu, who was very familiar with the plot of Jin Yong's novels, felt a chill from head to toe. If this wasn't filming a historical drama, then the appearance of Ming Cult's leader, Zhang Wuji, combined with the current scene, made him wonder if he was the unlucky Song Qingshu from "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber"?

This shock finally cleared his muddled thoughts after waking from his severe injuries and coma. Song Qingshu slowly recalled the details of the car accident, his face turning grim as he remembered he was already dead. He just didn't know why he was lying here. Judging by their words, it seemed he was in the world of "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber."