Chapter 1: “I lost my memory.”

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The white LED light in the bathroom stung Jiang Yunshu’s eyes.
For quite a moment, he stood silently staring at the person in the mirror, then bent down resignedly and washed his face wearily.
The water converged into a droplet on his chin and eventually trickled down.

After a plop, only silence ensued.

Three days had passed since he arrived in this world.

Three days ago, Jiang Yunshu woke up in a hospital bed, only to discover that he was inhabiting the body of a guy named Jiang Yunsu, who was supposed to have died.
He knew nothing when he faced the doctor’s questions, so he had to temporarily muddle through by making an “I lost my memory” excuse.
He restlessly borrowed a phone from the nurses’ station.
His fingertips were icy as he dialed the numbers he knew in his memory one by one.

“The number you have dialed is an unassigned number.”

When the nurse saw that his mood had shifted from calm to lost, she couldn’t help but look at the most recent call records.
Seeing the rows of 1 at the beginning of the phone numbers, she seemed to be looking at a weirdo.
“Patient, what numbers are you calling, ah? We only have 8-digit phone numbers starting with 2 ah.”

Jiang Yunshu’s heart instantly sank.
He stared at her for more than ten seconds, as if he had seen a ghost, before realizing that this was not the same world at all.

He then slept at a hotel near the hospital for three days, relying on the dozen huge bills in his wallet.

In the past three days, he had gone crazy looking for clues.
With his memory as his guide, he had walked through every junction in his impression, only to discover that they were all unfamiliar street names; he had also bought and stretched a map, only to see the indicated locations of numerous sequenced stars and districts rather than the country and its provinces.
He then looked for his address on the internet, but he couldn’t find it.

He even loitered around the hospital in his spare time, lying in bed in an attempt to hit a mysterious switch that could bring him back, only to end up being kicked out by hospital security.

Every night, the last scene in his original world replayed in his head, as if he were trapped in a nightmare.

“Assist, suture.” Jiang Yunshu put down the scalpel and took off the sterile gloves.
His eyes were bright red.
He had just finished his third operation in a day, which had lasted 18 hours.
The moment he stepped out of the operating room, there was a sudden burst of intense pain in his head, his vision darkened, then he lost consciousness.

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As a doctor, he assessed that he had most certainly ruptured a cerebral blood vessel, with a 1% chance of survival.

 

This inconceivable reality had been laid out in front of Jiang Yunshu in written form, all hollering: You’re dead, you can’t go back.

The bathroom ceiling’s white LED light flashed.
Jiang Yunshu had lost count of the number of times he had stood in front of the mirror.
He raised his head, and the figure in the mirror peered back at him, his eyes exhausted yet sharp.

He washed his face once again and forced himself to calm down.
A series of blows forced him, a staunch materialist, to embrace reality and re-examine his current situation.

His forehead was damp, and beads of water fell on his eyelashes.
Jiang Yunshu closed his eyes and finally made a decision. Since it’s already like this, let’s live properly in this world.

For the first time in three days, he looked at the body intently.
He had a nearly identical name and appearance, but this man’s face was no way his.

His own face value would be in the middle to upper range at most, but this body’s face had a high nose bridge, thin lips, and three-dimensional facial characteristics borne from a sculpture.
It was attractive, yet it appeared to be…fierce.
Hostility was brewing between his brows.

He had no idea how many versions of himself were this well-configured.

Although his life had been a series of misfortunes and confusion these days, the doctor’s long-term habit nevertheless led him to tidy himself up as appropritate.
The man in the mirror wore a wrinkle-free white shirt and had his stubble shaved clean.
It was only that he always looked haggard.

When Jiang Yunshu exited the restroom, he cleaned up his lower collar and made a noteworthy observation.
His own body’s height was 1.84 meters, which was still quite tall, only a distance away from the top of the door.
But he was now almost above the door frame.

He sighed and went to check out.

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Today was his reexamination.

He was cleared to go after the doctor performed a full-body CT scan and asked a few questions.

The calm and cool-headed Jiang Yunshu returned, holding the medical record book in his hand, and asked, “Doctor, may I ask if I have family?” When he had just awoken, he had a vague recollection of a man laying near his hospital bed, but his long black hair obscurred his appearance, so he couldn’t see his face clearly.
What followed then was a series of confusion that led him to forget this important thing.

Now that he’s decided to start anew, he must first find “his” family and learn all the informatio

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