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"The patient in the fifteenth bed, did you hang up?" the matron asked the new nurse as she passed.

The nurse in the nurses station stood up, nodded, and put her cell phone on the table.

"Are you free?" The matron's tone was unpleasant.

The nurse didn't dare to speak.

"If I don't arrange something for you, you won't be able to see it, right?" the matron asked aggressively.

The nurse quickly shook her head. At that moment, the patient's help bell rang. The nurse immediately revealed a relieved expression. "I'll go change the patient's medicine!"

Under the head nurse's earnest gaze, the nurse grabbed the phone from the table and put it in her pocket. Then she jogged out of the nurses' station with the medicine.

In bed fifteen, the blond teenager was reading a free hospital magazine. He held the book in his left hand, his right hand hanging over the edge of the bed.

"Hello." The young nurse walked into the ward with a smile on her face.

"Little brother, is there anything wrong with your body?" The young nurse sat by the youth's bedside. She looked to be a few years older than her, but the two were of similar height. Furthermore, the teenager's speech was not as tender as that of a child of the same age.

The youth shook his head.

The youth nodded.

"Sis, are there any other magazines?" the teenager asked.

"I'll get it for you later." the nurse said. The teenagers on the sickbeds were different from ordinary people. They liked to read this kind of free magazine, which was also one of them.

"Your wounds are healing very quickly." The nurse's tone was still somewhat surprised. She came everyday to change the medicine for the youth, so she saw her get better with her own eyes.

"Is that so? That's a good thing. " Having said that, regardless of whether it was his tone or expression, the youth was not too excited.

"By the way," the nurse said suddenly, "there's still a lot of money you paid last time, so you have to remember to get the balance back when you leave the hospital." This was a private hospital. Although it could be considered formal, there were still shortcomings in many areas that required the patient to declare and process on his own.

The youth obediently nodded his head, "Thank you for your reminder, Big Sister." His voice was very sweet and made the nurse feel very comfortable.

"Do you still have a headache?" the nurse asked the boy after she had finished applying the medicine.

The youth shook his head, and after a moment of hesitation, he lightly nodded. Occasionally it still hurts, but it's not as painful as it used to be. "

"That's good. I'll give you a thorough examination before I leave the hospital." the nurse said to him.

"Thank you elder sister." The youth's face always wore a polite smile, making people feel as if they were bathed in spring breeze.

After changing the youth's medicine, the nurse checked the medicine bottle hanging on the wall. After confirming that the medicine bottle would still drip for a while, she left the ward. This was an independent ward. There was only a single sickbed in the room, and of course, only the young man was sick.

The boy's name was written on the card on the bed — Merlin. It had the same name as the legendary Grand Mage of King Arthur, which was the same name given to the "Merlin" who had guided King Arthur to the Sword in the Lake.

After the nurse had left, Merlin flipped through the boring magazine with his left hand. When he lost interest, he waved his hand and the magazine fluttered its pages like a butterfly. He pointed with his left hand towards the shared bookshelf. The magazine flew towards the bookshelf of its own accord and landed firmly on it.

As Merlin had shown, he knew strange techniques similar to magic, but he had forgotten everything else. Merlin was just a name he gave himself when the doctor asked.

He was fished out of the Qingyu Lake's icy water by the medical personnel in the ambulance and sent to the hospital. The first thing he realized when he woke up was that he had lost his memory.

The doctors took it for granted that his amnesia had something to do with his misadventure, but Merlin knew that drowning was a terrible danger to ordinary people, but it was far from a threat to him. He had to bear an even more terrible blow to lose his memory, but what had happened to him in the past, Merlin could no longer remember.

Fortunately, he had not lost his ability, nor his intelligence. Using his own ability, he had tampered with the doctors' memories and made them think he was a rich patient who had been paid a large advance in the hospital. He managed to stay in the hospital without arousing anyone's suspicions.

"Are you sure you didn't see wrong?" The conversation of two men sounded from outside the ward.

"No, it must be him. I can't be wrong." one of them said firmly.

"But if it's that gentleman, then why would he be in this place?" The voice of the other one trembled, clearly very afraid of the person they were talking about.

"I heard that Ding Long had led people to kill them all."

"Then he shouldn't be in the hospital. Are you sure you didn't see wrong?"

"Although I have only seen her once, I will not forget her. The shock that her face brought me will not be forgotten for the rest of my life."

Who are they talking about? Merlin was rather curious, his surroundings naturally emitting a pure and colorless energy, which allowed him to sense even the slightest sounds coming from nearby. The two men outside were talking very quietly, and this door had a soundproofing function, but that could not be hidden from him. Any secret of the world would be open to Merlin as long as he wanted to.

The only thing he couldn't see through was his past self.

"Should we notify Big Brother Mountain?"

Mountain? The name reminded Merlin of something, and a memory of the past flashed through his mind. However, it was obvious that this name did not have much to do with him in the past, so it was far from enough to provoke him.

However, he could still see the mountain.

At this moment, the head nurse's stern voice came from outside the door. Who are you? You need to register first. Have you registered? "

The two men saw the head nurse and ran away.

"There are more and more hooligans now!" exclaimed the matron outside the ward.