feiniaonovel Chapter 1617 - 1599
Chapter 1617 - 1599
After a moment of contemplation, he changed his question: "I want to know, can I go back to Ye Hou Country?"
Wen Zaao was momentarily stunned, then shook her head. Ye Hou Country is a history of three thousand years ago, going back again... ? It’s a bit dubious.
"I don’t know."
Chu Ge slightly lowered his eyes, his dense eyelashes hiding the complex emotions in them, and he said nothing more.
Perhaps due to the severe depletion of primordial energy from his injuries, Chu Ge soon fell asleep again.
Wen Zaao sat by his side the entire time, staring at him in a daze. She knew that if she kept Chu Ge around, he would be a hot potato, leading to continuous trouble.
However, he himself was also a mystery.
Why could he travel from three thousand years ago, and why did he appear in her home?
Is he hinting something to her?
Not knowing how long he slept, Chu Ge slowly opened his eyes, his dark pupils showing a hint of bewilderment. Everywhere he looked was an unfamiliar white before he realized he had traveled three thousand years into the future.
A slight pain in his chest, as Wen Zaao had said, would be felt after the anesthetic wears off.
Anesthetic... well, at least there’s something similar to his own realm.
Outside the window, the sky had already darkened. He looked up to see a bright moon, not as clear as it was in his kingdom, seeming to carry a layer of mist.
"Lady Wen, these are your boyfriend’s clothes, left in the operating room and forgotten, now returned to you."
A voice came, and Chu Ge glanced sideways, seeing two figures at the hospital room door.
The customs here are peculiar, even installing windows on doors.
Through the glass, he saw Wen Zaao receiving the black purple-gold dragon robe.
Wen Zaao stood at the door, looking at the clothes in her hand, stained with blood. Such ancient clothing would surely not be wearable now.
She turned around, just about to throw the clothes into the trash, when suddenly, as if thinking of something, her clear, clever eyes stared at the clothes for a few seconds.
She could have Chu Ge wear this outfit and take a stroll on the street after all.
There’s no need to cut his hair; wearing modern clothing with such long hair would make him seem like a weirdo, but wearing ancient outfits would make everyone think he’s cosplaying an ancient prince.
With Chu Ge’s stunning appearance, he would absolutely attract a 200% turnaround rate!
Not only would he not be taken as a weirdo and detained, but it would also help him blend in, achieving a perfect solution.
Wen Zaao patted her forehead, thinking this idea was just too brilliant.
Looking up again, she met a pair of deep, jet-black eyes.
Chu Ge’s dark pupils flickered with tiny sparks of light, with his cool, thin lips pursed, resembling a melancholic prince fallen from the heavens.
"This is my robe."
Pretending not to know!
"You plan to throw out my robe?" His tone was somewhat cold.
Uh.
She merely had a fleeting thought; she hadn’t actually thrown it away.
Wen Zaao replied confidently, "I wasn’t planning to throw it away. I just thought I’d find some time to clean it. Look at all the blood on it."
She remembered there was a laundry nearby the hospital that hadn’t closed yet.
"I’m just going out for a bit to grab food; stay here and don’t run around."
Sending the clothes was true, and taking a breather was also true.
She had stayed in the hospital all day and was almost falling ill from frustration.
Wen Zaao was worried about Chu Ge being alone in the room, so she went to the front desk to talk to the nurses, asking them to watch out before leaving.
Hurriedly reaching the laundromat, just as the owner was about to close up.
"Young lady, this outfit must be a costume, right? Wow, such craftsmanship and material, really impressive."
The owner, being an expert, immediately recognized the outfit’s high value, "Young lady, where did you buy this? Must’ve cost quite the money, huh?"
Clothes that came to her laundromat were, of course, not cheap!
But Wen Zaao wasn’t in the mood for chitchat, directly asking, "Owner, can this be cleaned by tomorrow? I urgently need it."
"Yes, yes, yes."
The owner’s eyes kept lingering on the clothes, hands fondling the fabric, somewhat reluctant to let go, "The craftsmanship on this outfit is impeccable, really curious which tailor made such good costumes."
Wen Zaao instinctively frowned, feeling the owner was being too much, it’s just a piece of clothing.
After paying, leaving the address, stepping out, and about to get dinner, Wen Zaao’s phone rang.
It was the hospital calling.
Looking at the flashing screen, Wen Zaao had an ominous feeling.
She picked up, and a nearly crying voice came over, "Lady Wen, please come back quickly, your boyfriend has caused trouble again!"
Hospital.
When Chu Ge awoke, feeling much better, he noticed Wen Zaao wasn’t in the room, so he unguardedly displayed a curious look, like a curious baby, his dark pupils scanning the room.
By the bedside, a monitor beeped rhythmically, Chu Ge stared at it for a long time, not knowing what it was called.
There was also a long rectangular black object on the wall, sofas, chairs, cups for drinking water, even the bed was different from those in Ye Xia Country.
Then, a whisper of conversation came from the doorway.
Chu Ge turned his head, seeing several nurses standing at the door, sneaking glances inside.
Instinctively frowning, his voice soft, low and magnetic, "Is something wrong?"
These nurses came from other departments just to see him, being the braver ones hoping to feast their eyes, but his brief question still made them flustered, quickly waving their hands, "N-no..."
Perhaps naturally biased, recalling those nurses with bad intentions before, he instinctively felt repelled by these people.
He indifferently glanced at them and ignored them afterward.
The nurses nudged one another, "What should we do! I feel like just one glance from him could make me pregnant!"
"So handsome, even more than the hot star Jiang Yuming!"
"Eh? Don’t you find he resembles Jiang Yuming a bit?"
"What are you saying? How does he resemble! Jiang Yuming is like a god; this guy, well, just passable, mainly with hair that long, like a woman."
"Don’t you think his long hair fits somehow, like he walked out of a comic?"
From a young age, Chu Ge practiced martial arts, possessing deep inner strength and excellent hearing. Even though they lowered their voices on purpose, he could hear clearly.
Although he didn’t quite understand what they meant by comic star, he understood the part about his long hair resembling a woman’s.
Being likened to a woman?
His face fell, his dark pupils showing displeasure. He looked up and was about to speak but saw one nurse pushed out by others.