noffsinger Chapter 563: Fanatic Online
Chapter 563: Fanatic Online
The doctor was silent for a moment: "We will do our best."
Will try my best.
Not "it's going to be fine."
Lin Ci'an's jawline was stretched tight, and his throat felt like it was clogged with a ball of cotton.
He nodded mechanically and watched the doctor turn around and go back behind the door.
The corridor fell into silence again, with only the regular "beeping" sound of the monitor faintly audible.
Lin Ci'an stared at his hands, which were still stained with Chu Ziyu's blood.
He suddenly recalled the scene when he first met Chu Ziyu - Guo Mingjie hugged the thin young man and showed off to him proudly.
Chu Ziyu lowered his head, his eyes red, his fingers tightly clenched on the corner of his clothes, as if he wanted to curl himself up into a ball and disappear.
What did he feel at that time? Anger? Contempt? Or... palpitations at that moment?
Memories came flooding back.
Chu Ziyu's tired but forced smile when he was taking care of his mother in the hospital; his trembling body when he was rescued from the hotel; his confused mumbling when he woke up in his arms this morning... every scene is as vivid as yesterday.
Lin Ci'an stood up abruptly and began pacing back and forth in the corridor.
He needed to do something, not just wait, but there was nothing he could do except wait.
This feeling of powerlessness almost drove him crazy.
The phone vibrated in his pocket. It was his father calling. Lin Ci'an glanced at it and hung up.
Now he couldn't concentrate on anything else, and the whole world shrank to the door of the emergency room.
Time is like a stretched rubber band; every second is long and unbearable.
Lin Ci'an leaned against the window, his forehead against the cold glass. Outside the window was a dark night, and the glass reflected his haggard face - his eyes were bloodshot, his chin was covered with stubble, and he no longer had the demeanor of a Lin family heir.
"Chu Ziyu..."
He pronounced the name silently, with the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, as if he was tasting some bitter candy.
If...if Chu Ziyu really can't wake up...
The thought stabbed his heart like a knife, and he doubled over in pain. No, it won't.
Chu Ziyu was so stubborn and tenacious, how could he leave like this? He hadn't... they hadn't... gotten together yet.
Chu Ziyu was floating in nothingness.
"Boss! Boss, wake up!"
6872's voice came closer and farther away, "Your vital signs are declining!"
He tried to open his eyes, but found that his consciousness was disconnected from his body.
Strangely, he felt no pain, only a light, floating feeling.
"Am I dead?" he asked in his consciousness.
“Almost!”
6872 was so anxious that the code was messed up. "Your lung was punctured by your ribs and your blood loss reached 35%. If you continue like this, you will really die!"
Chu Ziyu was silent for a moment: "Where is Lin Ci'an? Is he okay?"
"He's fine! He's being rescued and circling outside now!" 6872 said angrily, "Boss, can you please take care of yourself?"
Chu Ziyu chuckled: "I'm glad he's okay."
"Boss..."
6872's voice suddenly became serious, "Abnormal data fluctuations detected...
Lin Ci'an's rebirth memories are resonating with the current timeline. "
Chu Ziyu was startled: "What do you mean?"
"Simply put, the memory of his death in his previous life is being activated."
6872 called up a piece of data. "His darkening value is fluctuating violently, soaring from 10% to 50%, and then dropping to 5%... This is too abnormal."
"6872, project my consciousness out. I want to see him."
"No! You are now—"
“I know my limits.”
After a slight dizziness, Chu Ziyu's "sight" suddenly rose and he saw Lin Ci'an in the corridor.
The usually calm and self-possessed man was now pacing back and forth like a trapped animal, his suit wrinkled and sticking to his body, his tie hanging loosely around his neck.
His eyes were red and his lips were white from biting them.
“Look,”
Chu Ziyu whispered in his mind, "He is shaking."
Lin Ci'an was indeed trembling.
His slender fingers were clenched into fists, and his knuckles turned white from the force. His hair, which was always meticulously combed, was scattered on his forehead, and his eyes were bloodshot.
"Mr. Lin, your hand..."
The assistant who had just arrived carefully handed over the sterile gauze.
Only then did Lin Ci'an realize that his palm was cut bloody by the glass.
He mechanically took the gauze and pressed it on the wound, his eyes never leaving the door of the operating room for a second.
“Guo family.”
He suddenly spoke, his voice terribly hoarse, "I want them to pay."
The assistant shuddered.
He had never seen Lin Ci'an's eyes like this - like an angry beast, ready to tear its prey into pieces at any time.
"All cooperation with Guo has been frozen as you instructed,"
The assistant quickly reported, "The Ministry of Justice is collecting evidence of violations of the port project."
Lin Ci'an nodded and his eyes returned to the operating room.
He thought of Chu Ziyu lying in a pool of blood, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if someone had dug out his heart.
"As long as you wake up, I will promise you everything..."
He muttered unconsciously, his fingers digging deep into his palms.
In the operating room, Chu Ziyu saw this scene through 6872, and his heart seemed to be clutched by an invisible hand.
"He promised me everything..."
Chu Ziyu said softly in his mind, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"Boss! Now is not the time to be crazy!"