"Notify the family that the patient has regained consciousness."
The bright flashlight beam stung my eyes, and a familiar smell of alcohol filled my nostrils. I felt weak and powerless, letting the doctor in the white coat handle me. That long-forgotten feeling of helplessness surged up in my heart once again.
Yes, I died of illness.
He remembered: esophageal cancer, the most painful and terrifying cancer. In the Central Federation, where euthanasia was not an option, it was undoubtedly torture for the patient. Those days of enduring the pain, those days when even drinking a sip of water was so painful that he wanted to die. He didn't want to recall any of it.
After transmigrating, he lived each Heavenly Capital with great enthusiasm, because for someone who had died of illness, nothing was more wonderful than having a healthy body again.
So he was grateful, to his parents in the New World, and to the whole world.
But what's the situation now?
Chen Qing felt that familiar feeling of powerlessness and found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move. This feeling didn't seem fake.
But if this place isn't real, then does that mean the twenty-odd years I experienced in this other world were also fake?
Was it all a dream?
Even Chen Qing, with his unwavering resolve, felt a sense of collapse at this answer; perhaps nothing in life could be more despairing.
Have the patient's family members been notified?
"The patient's father passed away early, and his mother remarried. Despite repeated attempts to contact her, she has refused to come. A half-brother is on his way."
"Half-brothers?" Pu Yunchuan was taken aback.
Do you?
Do I really have such a brother?
Why can't I remember?
I remember when I graduated from university, my father hadn't even had a chance to enjoy my filial piety before he reportedly passed away from a heart attack during a drinking party. I was a total homebody with few friends, and after my father's death, I almost completely cut off from social life for a while, immersing myself entirely in my favorite games. It was precisely because of this almost complete isolation from the world that I had endless creativity, which eventually led to my great fame in the industry.
Later, he became a homebody and rarely interacted with his colleagues. He recalled that when he had cancer, it seemed that none of his colleagues came to visit him.
Oh, by the way, I had resigned a long time ago for some reason.
Yes, it was because of a disagreement; he had an argument with the chief designer and then resigned in anger.
Back then, I Magic City two apartments in Shanghai and had over 100 million yuan in savings. I could live a life of leisure without working. Plus, with my fame, many big game companies were willing to poach me, so I wasn't afraid.
When exactly did I get cancer?
With such a serious terminal illness, who has been taking care of me on a daily basis?
It seems they hired a nanny. Wait...
Chen Qing glanced sideways, noticing an exquisitely made lunchbox on the table beside her, containing mostly leftover meat porridge. She felt no odor, clearly indicating someone wiped her body daily; otherwise, she wouldn't have been completely free of any sour smell. Moreover, she remembered the nanny being quite impatient with her, certainly not going to the point of wiping her body.
He had no relatives, no children, no parents, and was seriously ill. His money was like a rootless duckweed. He remembered that his last days seemed to be very miserable.
Wait a minute. This ward
Chen Qing looked around carefully and realized that she was the only person in the entire ward. It was obviously a private VIP ward. Hospital beds in Magic City are more expensive than gold. Although she was rich, she didn't have any connections. She remembered that she had been staying in a four-person room before.
Where can I find such a nice private hospital room?
The surrounding facilities don't look like those of a public hospital at first glance; this is definitely not a public hospital.
Who the hell would be crazy enough to rush to a private hospital in China with a terminal illness? It's obviously a rip-off. Was I so desperate that I had no other options? Did I just grab at anything in a panic?
That shouldn't be the case.
What exactly is going on?
"He is conscious. Whether or not a second experiment can be conducted requires his personal consent and the consent of his family."
experiment?
Chen Qing was taken aback. What experiment?
"The family members are already on their way. Even if they are abroad, the family members must sign. Otherwise, it would be very troublesome if those people used this as an excuse to attack us."
"Yes, of all the test subjects, his data is the best, and he's the only one who can regain consciousness. We must secure his participation. Whatever conditions his family asks for later, we should try our best to agree to them."
"Clear."
Could the experiment be...?
Chen Qing's heart suddenly skipped a beat!
An experiment in data life?
Yes, subsequent clues all indicate that Pu Yunchuan participated in the data life experiment and even got involved in the later research.
But what qualifications do I, a game developer, have to participate in research at the level of an industrial revolution?
Do I have that skill level?
This was actually a point that had always puzzled him. He admitted that his coding skills were quite good. Magic City Jiao Tong University Zhiyuan Class of Shanghai Jiaotong University back then. When he participated in the competition, all the participants from the Yao Class of Imperial Capital Shenghua University lost to him. When his mentor invited him to stay at the university to do scientific research, he refused. His mentor was quite sorry. Later, when he found out that he was going to work on games, his mentor called him several times and scolded him.
No matter what, he was just a student with a little talent. Even if he worked his way up, he would only become a relatively well-known designer in the game industry. A big project like Data Life should never be his turn.
How exactly did they get involved?
Why did the game I created later become the main world?
Among these.
Chen Qing tried hard to stay conscious; he wanted to hear more, his intuition telling him that this information was important.
"Doctor, his family has arrived."
"Oh?" The professor nodded. "Good, very good!"
He then turned to the doctor who had initially examined Chen Qing and asked, "How is his health? Can he hold on?"
"It doesn't seem too serious at the moment, but we need to act quickly. Given his physical condition and the fact that he's been given stimulants, he could die at any time."
"Alright, alright, Xiaohui, quickly bring the patient's family over."
"Yes, Doctor."
Family members?
Chen Qing strained to open his eyes. He was incredibly curious, and he didn't know if he couldn't remember or what, but he had absolutely no recollection of having a younger brother.
I'm also very curious about what the younger brother the woman who abandoned her and her son looked like.
"Excuse me, are you a family member of Pu Yunchuan?"
"Yes"
The person who arrived was clearly in a hurry, panting, which amused Chen Qing. What kind of experiment had this person promised the family a certain amount of money to rush them like this?
I never imagined that my death would benefit someone else so much. My heartless mother really won big.
He had no other relatives, so if he died, wouldn't his two apartments in Magic City and the nearly 100 million Federation Currency in his bank account also end up with this kid?
Grass.
Thinking about this, Chen Qing felt the urge to write a will, but he thought it would be better to donate to Shuidichou instead.
How is my brother?
"Your brother is safe for now, but the situation is not optimistic, and a decision must be made as soon as possible."
"Coco, that thing you're talking about is way too mystical."
"Young man, do you think there's a chance to save your brother if it were a regular project?"
Chen Qing was taken aback. Judging from his tone, he seemed to care about her quite a bit?
Haha, you acted quite well!
Well, it's not good if both brothers are dull, shut-ins. It's good to have one who's clever.
"I want to see my brother first."
"Yes, but be careful not to get too excited or frighten the patient, otherwise something could easily go wrong given his current condition."
"I know"
Are they coming over?
Chen Qing's desire to open his eyes intensified; he really wanted to see what his cheap little brother looked like.
It's said that daughters resemble their fathers and sons resemble their mothers, but don't end up looking like your mom.
Thinking of this, he strained to open his eyes and glanced sideways.
But when the person approached the hospital bed and he could clearly see the person's face, he was completely stunned.
How is that possible?