Song Ning looked at him, at a loss for what to say.
"President Ning! I'm so glad I got to see you in these last few days! Perhaps some things really are destined! Cough, cough..."
Song Ning picked up the cup beside him and helped him drink some water. Only then did he recover a little.
"When I opened my eyes after that car accident, I woke up here. I realized I'd come several decades into the past. This man had the same name as me. He'd been frail since childhood and relied on medicine to stay alive. During the Cultural Revolution, all his relatives went overseas, but because of his health, he insisted on staying behind to look after this courtyard house. After I came here, I was alone too.
"I went to our general hospital to look for you so many times! I thought that if you'd come here too, you'd definitely go and check the hospital! But I never ran into you...
"Only once, I met an old man in Tai'anmen Square, sitting on the steps and wiping away tears. I chatted with him, and he said his granddaughter was ill. Even after they came to Capital City, the doctors said they couldn't cure her. When I looked at the name on her medical records, it was the same as yours! I hurriedly asked him about you, but as soon as I heard the details, I knew it wasn't you!"
"Wait! Uncle Qiu!" Song Ning interrupted him. "When did you come here?"
"September 1975!"
"That doesn't make sense! We were in the same car accident. Why didn't we arrive together?"
"Well... I think I have some idea. When I arrived, the original owner of this body was being resuscitated at the hospital. Apparently, the doctors had already