Quick time travel: The system wants me to save the sick girl

Lu Yan woke up the next day and didn't know what time it was.

The heavy curtains were drawn tightly, completely blocking out the light from outside the window, making it impossible to tell what time it was.

The pain of a hangover makes all the senses in the body extremely sensitive, as if every nerve is screaming in protest.

Lu Yan frowned, opened his eyes with difficulty, and had a splitting headache.

He struggled to sit up from the bed, rubbing his temples, trying to relieve the discomfort that was coming like a tide. His body felt heavy after the hangover, as if it was pressed by a heavy object, and even his fingers seemed to have lost their former flexibility.

"I've sacrificed too much." Lu Yan's voice was as hoarse as an old bellows, and every time he spoke a word, his throat felt a sharp pain. He frowned, endured the pain, and forced a bitter smile.

Lu Yan took a deep breath and slowly got out of bed. He held onto the wall and staggered towards the bathroom. He turned on the faucet, and the cold water hit his face, bringing a brief moment of clarity. He looked up at himself in the mirror, his face pale and his eyes tired, as if he had aged a few years in an instant.

"Drinking is harmful to your health." I had just made the plan to go to the bar last night, but was immediately slapped in the face.

After washing up, Lu Yan returned to the room and found a lot of prepared things on the table beside him. Lu Yan ate the food and saw a bag beside him containing clean clothes, so he picked them up and put them on.

I walked to the window and opened the curtains, and the sunlight was a little dazzling.

Lu Yan squinted his eyes and adjusted to the bright light. People on the street were hurrying and busy with their own things.

Seeing that the environment of the hotel was nice, he decided to stay for two more nights. He brought his luggage over, stayed for two more days, and then went back directly.

What happened yesterday kept emerging in his mind. How did he leave the hotel in the end? It should be Zhou Muchi who brought him out. At least he didn't abandon him in the bar and ignore him.

"Fortunately, I'm alive." Lu Yan took a deep breath and asked someone to bring up food.

Lu Yan boiled some hot water for himself. "System, where is Zhou Muchi?"

"We are interrogating people. We arrested so many people yesterday and we have to deal with them." The system has also been paying attention to Zhou Muchi's situation.

"And host, the person who registered your room is Zhou Muchi, and I will definitely inform Zhou Muchi about your extension of stay."

"Oh." Lu Yan didn't say much. He naturally knew about this. He didn't bring his ID card, so if he wanted to register to stay at the hotel, he could only use Zhou Muchi's.

'After receiving the prize money from this competition in two days, you can go back.'

As for Zhou Muchi, he was just waiting for the other party to come to him.

At this time, the doorbell rang. Lu Yan opened the door and saw that it was the waiter who brought breakfast.

He thanked him, closed the door and enjoyed his breakfast. While he was eating, his cell phone suddenly rang. It was a call from an unknown number, but Lu Yan knew it was Zhou Muchi.

Because he already remembered the number, Lu Yan hesitated for a moment, but still answered the call.

"Awake?" Zhou Muchi's voice came.

"Yeah." Lu Yan responded.

"Come downstairs, I'll wait for you in the lobby." Zhou Muchi said and hung up the phone.

"How did you come?"

Zhou Muchi didn't answer. "As soon as possible." He hung up the phone.

Lu Yan was a little confused, but he packed up and went downstairs to the lobby. Zhou Muchi was standing with his hands behind his back, and when he saw Lu Yan coming down, a hint of concern flashed in his eyes.

"Follow me." Zhou Muchi turned and walked towards the door, and Lu Yan had to follow. The two got in the car and were silent all the way. Finally, the car stopped in front of a hospital.

"Get out of the car." Zhou Muchi said.

"Why are you coming to the hospital?" Lu Yan was even more confused.

"You drank too much last night, and your voice isn't right either. It's safer to come to the hospital for a checkup." Zhou Muchi said as he got out of the car, "Go in." For some reason, his tone carried a hint of unquestionable. Lu Yan felt a strange feeling in his heart, and he followed him into the hospital obediently.

As Lu Yan watched Zhou Muchi busying around registering and paying for him, the strange feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger. "Isn't he very busy? How did he have time to come here?"

"Let's go draw blood first." Zhou Muchi took Lu Yan to the blood collection area.

"Ah?" Lu Yan took a step back subconsciously when he saw the nurse take out the syringe. "Do you really need to draw blood?"

Zhou Muchi glanced at him and asked, "Are you afraid of pain?"

"Who... who is afraid of pain." Lu Yan said stubbornly, but still couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

In fact, he was not afraid of pain, but was afraid of the scene when the needle pierced his skin.

The moment the needle was inserted, Lu Yan gasped and his eyes became moist.

"Okay, okay, it will be there soon." Zhou Muchi, who was standing beside him, showed a rare gentle look on his face, and reached out to gently pat Lu Yan's shoulder.

After the blood was drawn, they had to wait for the report. Lu Yan and Zhou Muchi sat on a bench in the hospital, feeling a little awkward for a moment.

The warmth of Zhou Muchi's palm still remained on Lu Yan's shoulder.

"Thank you... for last night." Lu Yan said.

"You're welcome. I was the one who got you into this. I certainly won't abandon you." Zhou Muchi said, looking at Lu Yan, "Don't drink so much in the future."

Lu Yan nodded a little embarrassedly. "I haven't drunk so much in a long time."

"Well, you should take care of yourself." Zhou Muchi was still a little worried. "Next time... don't rush over to me if you see me again. It's too dangerous." Zhou Muchi said with concern.

While waiting for the report, Lu Yan noticed that Zhou Muchi was always looking at his phone and seemed very busy.

"If you have something to do, go ahead and do it. I'll just wait for the report by myself." Lu Yan said, "I'm in good health, nothing to do."

Zhou Muchi shook his head, "It's okay, I'll wait for you."

After a while, the report came out. Zhou Muchi took the report and looked at it with a serious expression.

"The doctor said there's nothing serious wrong with your body, you're just a little malnourished and need some extra nutrition. Also, your throat needs a good rest, so try to talk less in the near future."

Lu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, I thought I had some terminal illness, you looked so serious."

Zhou Muchi glared at him and said, "Don't talk nonsense." Then, he looked at the report in his hand again, thought for a moment and said, "Have you been staying up late recently?"

Lu Yan looked at him in surprise, "How do you know?" His life used to be turned upside down day and night, and it was only after Lu Yan was in this body that he slowly recovered.

"It's written in the report." Zhou Muchi pointed at the report, "Staying up late for a long time is not good for your health. You should pay attention to it in the future."

Lu Yan felt a warm feeling in his heart, and he smiled and said, "I know, I will pay attention."

"Let's go." Zhou Muchi put away the report and left the hospital with Lu Yan.