Chapter 917 - Order
Li Huowang was furious at suddenly being stopped like this. “Are you trying to crash into me? Learn how to drive!”
Li Huowang saw the car door open and was shocked to see who the driver was—Doctor Yi Donglai from the White Tower Hospital!
He never expected to see his attending doctor in a place like this.
“Did you really think I wouldn’t notice someone snooping through your medical records?” Yi Donglai explained. It was clear that he had been secretly following him.
Li Huowang gripped the handlebars of his motorcycle and quickly scanned his surroundings, wary of any orderlies who might suddenly appear to drag him back.
“Stop looking around. It’s just me today. I want to talk, Li Huowang. I’m genuinely curious—how did you escape from the White Tower Hospital? That’s a maximum-security facility.”
Yi Donglai was eager to learn how Li Huowang always managed to break free, no matter how tight the security was. This wasn’t the first time he had escaped.
“How did I escape? I had help. How so? Because everything that happened was real! None of it was just a hallucination!”
“Dr. Yi, you’re a good doctor, but you’re wrong about this. Terribly wrong!” Li Huowang said with conviction.
Yi Donglai responded to Li Huowang’s outburst with a simple smile, showing no signs of being bothered. His focus remained on bringing Li Huowang back, curing him, reclaiming his own reputation, and regaining what he believed he deserved.
“Do you truly believe that? Would you say the same in front of your mother?”
Yi Donglai raised his phone, and Sun Xiaoqin, Li Huowang’s mother, appeared on the screen. She was crying and had visibly aged. “Huowang, where are you? Please come back. I beg you. Seeing your eye like this breaks my heart.”
Li Huowang’s headache intensified. His face contorted in agony as he gripped his head tightly.
Yi Donglai approached with the phone in hand, but the screen went black with a soft pop.
“Damn it! Why now?” Yi Donglai cursed and angrily tapped the phone.
Qing Wanglai stepped forward and stood over the unconscious Yi Donglai. “Don’t let Order come near us. Their presence will destroy everything.”
His expression was serious, devoid of his usual friendly smile. “I told you that Order won’t help you. Even if you don’t believe in me or Zhao Shuangdian, you need to believe in yourself.”
Qing Wanglai knelt and searched Yi Donglai’s belongings. He found a recording device and multiple tracking devices. Yi Donglai had clearly come prepared.
“We need to move up our plan. Order is closing in. Let’s get through customs first.”
Li Huowang glanced at Yi Donglai, propped him against a wall, then got on his motorcycle and sped away.
Perhaps due to Yi Donglai’s earlier scare, Li Huowang felt more mentally stable than before. If nothing else, his headache had disappeared.
Leaving ahead of schedule wasn’t a problem for Li Huowang, but he couldn’t leave Yang Na alone—someone needed to take care of her.
Fortunately, Zhao Shuangdian stepped in to help. “I can have my nanny take care of your girlfriend for a while. Still, since you’re bound to return to the same point in time sooner or later, what’s the point of all this?”
Her words didn’t stop Li Huowang from whispering to Yang Na. He eventually convinced her to let the Heavenly Mater help from a distance. With that, they prepared to leave.
“We don’t need to rush. We could just kill that doctor and bury him somewhere,” Ba Nanxu said. Her suggestion drew everyone’s attention.
“No, temporarily cutting off Order won’t help. It will only attract more of them. We need to go,” Qing Wanglai said, making the final decision.
Everyone got into the car and went to the dock. Li Huowang was lost in thought, thinking about everything that had happened, including Yi Donglai’s words.
Zhao Shuangdian’s voice broke through his thoughts.
“Li Huowang, regarding what you said about reversing time, I have another theory. Have you heard of parallel worlds?
“Maybe you’re not reversing time. Maybe the people you interacted with were in a different parallel world. Perhaps due to some event, maybe a Siming’s death or something else, you were pushed into another parallel world. As such, you met new versions of ourselves and everything started over.”