60s researcher

The white hospital is always full of hope and unknown.

When the little girl in a white dress appeared downstairs in the ward, several people crowded up and chattered, and some people stretched out their hands to grab her. The little girl covered her ears, shook off the people around her, and ran to the hospital quickly. Inside the building.

All the way to the door of the ward, there was a young man lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, because he was too weak, his whole face was pale, his lips were chapped, without a trace of blood.

"Lu Gong, when will you wake up?" The round-faced little girl pulled away the chair beside the hospital bed, sat down, looked at his lips, picked up the cotton swab on the table, and dipped some The water lightly ignited on the youth's lips.

The young man lay quietly, as if he didn't hear the little girl's words.

"Since you had a car accident, a group of people from your hometown have run over and waited downstairs in the ward every day. When they see the doctor, they ask how long you can live. You have to persevere, otherwise the inheritance will be distributed to those vampires It's gone." She put down the cotton swab, and took another wet towel to wipe the hands of the person on the bed.

"By the way, do you know? There was a side story in this chronicle. The heroine sent a letter to the hero in the first life. I don't know what was written in the letter. There is a token inside! The hero reads After a while of silence, I said why I didn’t let me find you earlier. But it’s so strange, she is the person the male lead is looking for, why didn’t she say it before, and I looked at the back, it seems that she picked up this thing! How does the hostess know, it's really strange, she can't be..."

"Book wearer." Lu Jian opened his eyes suddenly, repeating these three words in his mind.