Chapter 001: Crossed Over

  Zhang Yang held onto the mirror and stared at the girl by the bed, his face expressionless.

  He was in a hospital ward, a very ordinary old-fashioned ward with four beds, and the girl lay on the innermost one, sleeping sweetly.

  The girl had a white bandage tied around her forehead, and under the bandage, her eyes were slightly closed, those two long, curled eyelashes, indescribably elegant and lovely.

  The girl is very beautiful, her cheeks are white and smooth, translucent and delicate, her skin is good, fine and tender, and can be broken by blowing. Unfortunately, the white gauze wrapped around her head ruins this beautiful picture, and anyone who sees a girl with a bandage on her head will probably feel heartbroken.

  If it were usual, seeing such a beautiful and pretty girl, Zhang Yang would definitely be very happy, even taking the initiative to chat and see if there was an opportunity to get close, but at this moment, he didn't have that thought.

  He didn't know why he was here, or why, like the girl, his head, abdomen and legs were all bandaged, with two injuries on his arm, fortunately without damaging any tendons.

  To put it simply, he has no idea who he is right now.

  Just as he woke up, he happened to see the girl looking in the mirror and also saw himself in the mirror. This was absolutely a strange face, an 18 or 19-year-old young man with a very youthful and energetic appearance. But he had already graduated from college for over a decade.

  The person in the mirror is not him at all, and when he picks up the mirror and sees everything in it, he just stays there completely.

  Zhang Yang remembered that he was a professor of traditional Chinese medicine at the country's most important medical university, vice president and chief physician of the hospital affiliated with the school. He was young and became a professor and vice president in his thirties, such a person is undoubtedly a favorite of heaven.

  What makes Zhang Yang most proud is that he has used his ancestral acupuncture techniques to save many people and solve many difficult and complicated cases, making him the most famous traditional Chinese medicine doctor in the entire hospital.

  They are a hospital, and one of the top three hospitals in the country, with a certain reputation internationally. The Chinese Medicine Department, where Zhang Yang is located, is the best in the country and world-renowned.

  Being able to hold such a position in such a hospital is also proof of his strength.

  However, he was not in his own hospital at this time, and the girl was not his patient. He didn't even know where he was or why this beautiful girl had been keeping watch over him, becoming the first person he saw when he opened his eyes. Moreover, after seeing that he had woken up, she sweetly called out his name before falling back asleep.

  The girl even when she was asleep, was facing him.

  "What is this place? How did I become like this?"

  Zhang Yang's head hurt again, unbearably painful, he hugged his head tightly and grasped his hair forcefully.

  His mind was still a bit confused, and apart from his own identity, he couldn't remember many things. He really wanted to recall these things, but no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't think of them. This urgent desire to get something, yet being unable to get it, almost drove him mad.

  "Bang!"

  The mirror fell on the ground, it was just a small makeup mirror that little girls often carry with them, very small, and shattered as soon as it hit the ground.

  "What's wrong with you, Zhang Yang?"

  The voice of the mirror startled the girl sleeping on the opposite bed, and she woke up suddenly, anxiously grabbing Zhang Yang's hand with a panicked face.

  Zhang Yang was stunned there, scene after scene of memories flashing through his mind.

  He remembered that he had recently been invited to go abroad to treat a famous rich man's hidden illness. After the treatment, the rich man generously asked him to play locally for a week. Today was the day he returned home from abroad.

  Famous national doctor saints go out, naturally are first-class cabins.

  He also remembered that the flight attendants of this domestic airline had a very beautiful girl, who kept winking at him and making his heart flutter. He thought to himself, "Is it possible to get off the plane and chat with this flight attendant about the grandeur of life?" Ah, the location could be set in a five-star hotel.

  Unfortunately, he encountered an accident before boarding the next flight.

  Air crash.

  At the thought of these two words, Zhang Yang suddenly shuddered. He finally remembered everything. The plane he was on had an accident and disintegrated in mid-air while making an emergency landing over the ocean. In that instant, he felt as if he was completely enveloped by a wave of heat. After that, he couldn't remember anything else.

  An airplane disintegrating in mid-air, a wave of heat, Zhang Yang didn't need to be a doctor to understand that no one could have survived such an accident.

  "Zhang Yang, don't scare me! Doctor, doctor, come quickly!"

  The girl stared blankly ahead, her eyes involuntarily revealing extreme terror as she looked at Zhang Yang, and was directly scared into tears.

  Fortunately, she remembered that this was a hospital and rushed out to call the doctors outside in a crying voice. It's daytime now, and there are not many doctors inside the hospital.

  Less than two minutes later, a doctor in a white coat came in, followed by a nurse.

  Zhang Yang's mechanical movements made the doctor keep checking on him, his mind still stuck in that instant of the plane crash. The shock was too great for him, to the point where he hadn't recovered yet.

  "He's fine, just a bit shaken up, I suggest going back for a more detailed brain scan!"

  The doctor examined Zhang Yang's head for half a day and finally nodded, Zhang Yang was in good condition except for being dazed.

  "Thank you, doctor, once we get the money, we will go for the check-up this afternoon!"

  The girl sent off the two people with gratitude and walked back, sitting beside Zhang Yang, looking at him very nervously.

  Slowly, he didn't know how much time had passed, Zhang Yang finally came back to his senses. He picked up a piece of the broken mirror from the ground and took another careful look at himself.

  Borrow a corpse and return a soul? This was something he had never thought of before, but it suddenly appeared in his mind.

  No, it's not resurrection, but rather time travel. To be precise, he had traveled through time. These two words, which were normally unrelated to him, suddenly appeared in his mind.

  Just now, Zhang Yang noticed that the little nurse's hand was wearing an electronic watch, which clearly showed that it was May 3rd, 1998. But on the day he took the plane, it was December 2012.

  Zhang Yang is indeed a master of traditional Chinese medicine, but he likes some fresh things. He has read many online novels and has become the leader of many works.

  What is called an alliance master is just rewarding some money. Zhang Yang has treated many rich people and has never worried about money.

  Strictly speaking, Zhang Yang's previous life was very comfortable, with bank deposits reaching eight figures, several properties, and no less than five luxury cars, a typical diamond king.

  But now he wasn't reading, he secretly pinched himself, these were truly real, until the pretty girl called herself for the third time, Zhang Yang had to accept this reality.

  He crossed over, really crossed over, his soul attached itself to this young man's body, now he doesn't even know who this young man is.

  "What did you just call me, Zhang Yang?"

  Zhang Yang finally looked at the girl with a serious expression, and his heart couldn't help but be slightly moved by her sweetness.

  Maybe it's just a crush, his current situation makes him have no mind to think of anything else.

  "Yes, Zhang Yang, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"

  The girl's eyes still had tears in them, and seeing Zhang Yang finally speaking to her, she felt a little more at ease, but what Zhang Yang said next gave her new worries.

  A normal person would ask such questions.

  "I'm fine, I was just a bit dizzy earlier and couldn't remember some things. Tell me, what's going on?"

  He looked at the white gauze on his arm and then at the girl's forehead, and Zhang Yang immediately asked a question.

  He's a clever man, not just relying on medical skills, it's absolutely impossible for him to become the deputy director of such an important hospital and also be in charge of the entire traditional Chinese medicine department.

  Just now he was somewhat unclear about the current situation and subconsciously asked a sentence, now that he has reacted, he naturally won't ask such suspicious questions again.

  The girl didn't suspect anything and immediately started talking about their affairs. Zhang Yang also accepted his new identity at this moment.

  Having survived is better than being completely dead. At least he's still alive. A person who has experienced a plane crash understands the preciousness of life more deeply. Being able to live on is better than everything else.

  What flight attendants, what rich men, all these are just fleeting clouds.

  Zhang Yang now most wants to sit and figure out his current situation.

  Through the girl's introduction, he soon learned that the owner of this body was also named Zhang Yang, with the same name and surname as him. This made Zhang Yang feel slightly relieved, at least he didn't have to change his name.

  He is now a third-year student at the Medical College of Changjing University, studying clinical medicine. The university has already been a distant memory for Zhang Yang, and he didn't expect to have another chance to be a college student again.

  As for why they were here, through the girl's description, Zhang Yang soon had an understanding as well.

  It turned out that last night they had a gathering with several classmates, and after dinner, they went to KTV to sing. When they came out of the KTV, Zhang Yang volunteered to send this girl home, but on the way, they encountered a few hooligans.

  What happened afterwards was very cliché, at least that's what Zhang Yang thought. The 'him' with heroic dreams, the same 'him' from yesterday, didn't run away and instead initiated a fight with the thugs, putting on a good show in front of the beauty.

  Unfortunately, two fists are hard to contend with four hands. In the fight, Zhang Yang was beaten into a serious injury by several small hooligans. The girl was also hit on the head with a beer bottle and had bandages wrapped around her head. She and he were hospitalized together.

  That's right, this girl is named Xue Mi, a very nice name.

  Last night when Zhang Yang was sent to the hospital, he had already fainted. Fortunately, he had previously successfully scared off those little thugs with his bravery, otherwise Mei Xue might have been in trouble.

  This is also his greatest credit yesterday.

  Zhang Yang, who had been in a coma all along, didn't wake up until this morning. But after waking up, he became a different person, with another person's soul inside his body.

  Meixue stayed by his bedside all night without sleep until he woke up and then lay down on the bed to rest.

  "Thanks for your hard work, I seem to have forgotten all these things. Let me think slowly, you go to sleep first!"

  Zhang Yang said in a low voice that he would slowly digest these issues.

  "Zhang Yang, you're awake, great!"

  He had just finished speaking, when three boys and two girls walked into the ward. Seeing Zhang Yang, they immediately cheered up and shouted in unison. The tallest of the boys even quickly walked to Zhang Yang's side.

  Zhang Yang noticed two girls, each holding a bunch of fresh flowers.

  Seeing these five people, Zhang Yang's eyebrows jumped involuntarily. These five people were very unfamiliar to him and he had no idea who they were.

  But in his heart, he had another feeling, a feeling of being very familiar with these people, having a good relationship, and wanting to go up and hug them.

  This strange and familiar contradictory feeling kept filling his mind, and before long, Zhang Yang's head started hurting again, this time more painfully than before.

  Suddenly, Zhang Yang had a feeling of being hammered on his head, and the next moment, his consciousness completely disappeared.

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