I have the address and phone number. Next, it seems I should go home and check on things immediately.
Zhang Xiaotao then recounted some of their experiences in Japan.
Hearing about things like the Japanese Imperial Family, princes, and imperial princes left Chen Xiao unsure of what to think.
It seems... I might have some connections in Japan?
So... he set Mount Fuji on fire himself, well... cough cough.
"I...I'll go back with you!" Zhang Xiaotao had made her decision.
Chen Xiao hummed in response but did not reply. He seemed to be deep in thought, but showed no joy at finally learning about his origins. Instead, the sorrow between his brows deepened.
Zhang Xiaotao stared at Chen Xiao, who seemed omnipotent in her heart. But seeing her beloved like this, her heart was filled with turmoil. She reached out and gently stroked Chen Xiao's brow, her fingers lightly touching the furrowed brow as if trying to smooth it out.
Chen Xiao chuckled softly, reaching out to grasp Zhang Xiaotao's fingers. Then, realizing the gesture was a bit too intimate, he paused for a moment. Before he could react, Zhang Xiaotao leaned her head against his shoulder. Chen Xiao heard Zhang Xiaotao's soft voice, not loud, but exceptionally firm: "I don't care anymore. This time, I absolutely won't leave you. I'll never let you leave me alone again!"
After a while, Grandpa Wu finally came out from the back. He calculated the time and figured the young couple should have finished talking.
Upon seeing Old Master Wu emerge, Zhang Xiaotao immediately stood up, bowed respectfully, and thanked him for taking Chen Xiao in and caring for him these past few days. Old Master Wu smiled and waved his hand, then, upon hearing that the two were leaving, hesitated for a moment before saying, "Well, it's already been so many days, there's no rush. I have an old classmate who's a neurosurgeon in China, and I think this amnesia is likely due to a problem with his brain. My classmate was abroad a few days ago, and I've already contacted him. He's back today, and I had already arranged to take Chen Xiao to his hospital this afternoon for a checkup. Maybe there's a way to cure him. So, don't rush back, stay another day. Um, Zhang Xiaotao, why don't you call Chen Xiao's family first, so they don't worry?"
I did call, but no one answered. The coffee shop has been closed for ages, and even the chef, Fatty, had been taken out of the house. Who's left to keep things going?
Unable to get in touch, Chen Xiao wasn't in a hurry and made a decision immediately: "Then I'll stay another day. I'll have to trouble Mr. Wu to take me to that hospital this afternoon."
...
That afternoon, at Shanghai First Hospital, Chen Xiao sat across from an elderly man with a full head of white hair, who was not wearing a white coat. As one of the top neurosurgeons in the country, this gentleman no longer practiced medicine; in recent years he had been busy with academic research in medicine, and unless one was a high-ranking official or a very important person, it was not easy to get him to take action.
The old man glanced at the EEG report that Chen Xiao had just completed, then picked up several other reports that he had just finished. His serious face showed a deep frown.
Zhang Xiaotao sat next to Chen Xiao, her fingers tightly gripping the hem of her clothes, looking at the old expert with anticipation, barely daring to breathe.
After asking Chen Xiao a few more questions, the old expert sighed softly.
That sigh chilled Zhang Xiaotao's heart.
"I'm sorry, I can't explain this." The old expert's tone was somewhat bitter: "All the test results showed normal results, and this patient had no signs of brain damage, no severe head injury, and no major mental trauma."
His tone grew increasingly somber: "The human brain is the most complex thing ever built, and even with today's science, we cannot fully understand it. All I can say is... I'm sorry."
...
The fat man shifted uncomfortably. It was quite awkward for him to be wrapped in a doctor's white coat—the largest coat they had found in the hospital's changing room was still a bit tight on him.
"Are you fidgeting like that, as if you're afraid people won't know you're an imposter?"
Old Tian frowned at the fat man, while Shi Gaofei remained calm and continued with his work.
This is the testing room for a high-end medical instrument at Shanghai First Hospital.
The medical staff here had already been knocked unconscious by Lao Tian using some unknown method.
It is said that the improvement of Shi Gaofei's "searcher" required some important parts, which were probably not available on the market in the short term. As a result, this mad scientist set his sights on hospitals. Some large hospitals have advanced medical equipment, including several of the cutting-edge precision testing instruments for human brainwave testing that Shi Gaofei needed.
The three guys came here today out of necessity, to act as thieves for once.
Shi Gaofei was in charge of disassembling the instrument, while the fat man easily shut down the alarm system. At the same time, he helped Shi Gaofei disassemble some components inside the instrument. Using his ability to control electronic instruments, he was able to quickly complete the restart and testing of some systems.
As for Lao Tian, he could only watch from the sidelines.
Having finally finished his work, Shi Gaofei wiped his sweat, turned to Old Tian standing at the door, and shouted, "Hey Tian, come help me!"
Old Tian quickly stepped forward and picked up a metal instrument that had been disassembled and reassembled, resembling a square box—it was quite heavy, so it was perfect to use Old Tian, a skilled mover, as the porter. Otherwise, with Shi Gaofei's frail and weak physical condition as a researcher, he would never have been able to lift it.
The fat man went out and pushed a small cart in. The three of them, dressed in white hospital coats, swaggered out.
Along the way, people kept trying to stop him. The fat man forged three access IC cards for the hospital. Using his current superpower, these fake cards easily fooled the access control system.
The group arrived at the back entrance of the hospital. Fatty ran to get a car, threw the things into it, and then Shi Gaofei suddenly had an idea: "Fatty, go to the hospital pharmacy and buy a few bottles of formaldehyde solution. I need it!"
The fat man muttered to himself: Why do they always make me run errands?
However, he dared not resist and could only obediently return to the hospital, this time taking off his white coat.
As I walked into the pharmacy in the hospital lobby, struggling through the crowd, I occasionally turned my head and seemed to see a familiar figure in the direction of a side door in the lobby.
The fat man didn't pay attention at first and squeezed two more steps in, but suddenly he remembered that figure and couldn't help but shudder! He immediately realized what was happening!
He immediately yelled "Ah!" and then suddenly turned and rushed towards the side door, shouting, "Chen Xiao!!!"
But it was the weekend, and the hospital was packed with people. The lobby was crowded and noisy. When Fatty finally managed to rush to the side door, the familiar figure from before was nowhere to be seen.
Fearing he might be mistaken, the fat man rushed out. He sprinted at full speed to the side entrance of the hospital, where he saw that familiar figure getting into a taxi with a girl and an old man beside him.
The fat man was greatly shocked. He swung his arms and rushed forward, shouting, "Chen..."
Bang!!
Just as he was about to rush over, a hospital staff member was pushing a small cart filled with mooncakes that the hospital was preparing for the Mid-Autumn Festival. The fat man crashed into it with a loud thud, falling flat on his face.
The fat man fell to the ground, his face swollen, but when he scrambled to his feet, Chen Xiao was nowhere to be seen.
That taxi is nowhere to be found...
Chapter 255 [Flash]
"You fat idiot!"