I Excavated an Emperor to Become a Wife

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Chapter Ninety

Tan Cheng fell asleep, sleeping in a dim light, and remained motionless for four whole days. The hospital couldn't figure out the reason, so they could only give Tan Cheng some glucose, and they didn't dare to do anything else.

And Tan Cheng who fell into a coma was not unconscious, he could feel something was wrong, he had slept for too long, it was time to wake up, but in his sleep, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't wake up, his hands and feet were heavy, let alone opened The eyes, only fell into a chaos.

And in this chaos, some pictures kept flashing. In the pictures, the surrounding scenes could not be seen clearly. He seemed to be hanging in the air and looking at the chaos below. In those flashing pictures, he seemed to be wearing different clothes. Tan Cheng carefully analyzed those pictures. Clothes, like the Tang Dynasty, like the Ming Dynasty... and some seem to be ethnic minority costumes, and even Chinese tunic suits...

And he is either writing or observing, just like the archaeological work he usually does, day after day, year after year, recording something in the same way...

Tan Cheng couldn't see what was written clearly, so he could only let the pictures keep flashing. It was such a boring and familiar job.

The pictures were not coherent, and even appeared like blurry old photos. Tan Cheng couldn't figure out what these were, and he couldn't wake up, but these pictures just kept repeating, repeating over and over again...

After watching a movie once or twice, it is very novel, but after three times, it loses its originality. After five times or six times, it will gradually become boring. The same thing will always be in front of you. He really didn't want to watch any more and wanted to close his eyes, but in reality he couldn't open them, and in his sleep he couldn't close them, so he could only watch these pictures compulsively.

Tan Cheng couldn't help feeling agitated and wanted to escape from this space, but no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless, he couldn't move, let alone make a sound! This state made Tan Cheng even more anxious. There seemed to be a breath in his chest that was suffocating and rushing, but there was no cage, but he couldn't break through.

Tan Cheng somehow remembered the method of interrogating a political prisoner that was circulated on the Internet. He did not torture or say a word, and provided him with food. He just locked this person in a closed space, played the same video to him, and left him alone. It is even more permissible for this person to commit suicide there. It is said that many people can't stay in that situation for two days.

Tan Cheng used to think that this method of judging people was very gentle, but now he really knows the viciousness of this kind of judging people. This is not a punishment for the body, but a torture for the spirit. Staying in this place for a long time For a few days, Tan Cheng felt that he might go crazy.

After a long time, Tan Cheng was indeed in a trance. Gradually, Tan Cheng seemed to lose sight of the picture in front of him, but those things were clearly still flashing in front of his eyes. After an unknown amount of time, Tan Cheng seemed to hear a sound, which lasted for a long time, but Tan Cheng always thought it was a hallucination, until a familiar voice came into his ears, and Tan Cheng suddenly regained his senses.

"Su Yunzhi, I don't know how to address you, but I will definitely come to thank you when the time comes."

With a trace of nobleman's arrogance and Su Jingmo's usual teasing, it can't cover up his natural imperial arrogance, Su Yunzhi, who else could this be, Su Jingmo!

Waking up from a trance, Tan Cheng suddenly raised his head and looked forward, but the picture in front of him disappeared, and the sentence disappeared when he regained consciousness.

what happened? Su Jingmo's voice just now was good, but... Tan Cheng thought back, but Su Jingmo never said that to him.

Su Yunzhi...Jing Mo only told him that Yunzhi was his name, but he never mentioned this word again because he kept calling him Su Jingmo.

For some reason, Tan Cheng always felt that sentence was very familiar, so familiar that Tan Cheng felt a dull pain in his heart when he heard this sentence, as if he was about to lose the most important thing and give up the most important person in his life. Little by little across my heart, little by little I will engrave him in my soul, and I will never forget it from generation to generation...

Tan Cheng was dazed for a moment, and realized that he could move. Tan Cheng covered his painful chest, and unconsciously repeated a person's name in a low voice:

"Su Jingmo, Su Jingmo..."

And when Tan Cheng broke away from this grief, a painting in front of him suddenly moved, and Tan Cheng approached with some doubts, and saw a person wearing a long coat with purple borders, with horizontal and vertical gold embroidered twine patterns on it , with a beard and gray hair, who seemed to be dead, and couldn't see his face clearly, but for some reason, Tan Cheng felt that this person was himself...

I saw this person sitting at the desk and writing a line of words on the paper.

"Puhuang drank the water of Chang'an, and Xuanyuan rode to Jing to bring the wind."

Hum - Tan Cheng's heart was shocked, and he wanted to take a closer look at what this person wrote, but Tan Cheng fell into a coma in an instant, and when he woke up, he really woke up.

Guessing that he had slept for too long, Tan Cheng couldn't regain his senses when he woke up suddenly. His head was so dizzy and uncomfortable, and his limbs were so stiff that it was difficult to lift up. If he moved a little, he would feel pain. Tan Cheng gasped. . After observing for four weeks, Tan Cheng realized that he was in the hospital again. There was no one in this ward, but he didn't know who sent him to the hospital.

Thinking of the dream just now, Tan Cheng fell into deep thought, but before he could think for long, Wu Hai, who had gone out to buy lunch, came back. Seeing Tan Cheng with his eyes open, Wu Hai hurried to the hospital bed and said in surprise, "You The fuck is finally awake!"

Zhang Jun, who had gone to the bathroom, hurriedly opened the door when he heard the sound, "Day! I fucking thought you were going to become a vegetable!" As he spoke, he walked up to Tan Cheng, and couldn't help but lean on Tan Cheng's shoulder. One punch: "You have been asleep for a whole day

Four days! "

"Four days?" Tan Cheng was stunned. He never thought that he would sleep for such a long time. "What's going on?"

"What's going on? You fucking have the nerve to ask us! On the 25th, we searched for you for a whole day, and the phone was turned off directly, do you know? Later, Wu Hai and I rushed to Ninghua Village to find you, and you almost wanted to Sleep to death in that lounge!"

Wu Hai, who was beside Zhang Jun, also nodded, and helped Tan Cheng up to lean on the pillow, "When we saw you, we thought you were dead, if we didn't find that you were still alive... ..”

"That Qu Zhiwen doesn't even know what's going on with you. His body is stiff, his face is pale and blue, and his breathing and heartbeat are very slow." Zhang Jun recalled the scene at that time, his face was a little ugly, "... I said, have you been possessed by a ghost? I told you not to engage in any fringe romances. How about this? If you continue on, you won’t be killed by that ghost?”

"Aren't you being too lenient?" Zhang Jun didn't know the situation, so the words he said were naturally unpleasant. Tan Cheng could bear with other things, but when it came to Su Jingmo, even if he knew that Zhang Jun was worried about him, Tan Cheng Cheng didn't want to hear such words.

"Oh! Yes! I have nothing to do and I'll let you die!"

"I don't need it."

"Tan Cheng, you said that!"

"Okay! Why are you arguing, like a primary school student?" Wu Hai looked at the angry faces of the two, and sighed, "Tan Cheng just woke up and waited for him to rest for a while. Zhang Jun, go buy some for Tan Cheng." Congee, I will accompany him here, and I will contact Qu Zhiwen on the way."

Zhang Jun only hummed after hearing this: "Buy a fart!"

After saying that, he slammed the door and left.

Tan Cheng also knew that what he said was a bit exaggerated. Zhang Jun said that because he cared about it. After all these years, how could he not know Zhang Jun's personality? In fact, this matter is not worth arguing at all. Seeing Zhang Jun slam the door and leave, Tan Cheng also felt a little awkward.

"He also cares about you..."

Wu Hai couldn't help feeling awkward when he said this. After all, Wu Hai has the worst temper among the three. Zhang Jun has a broken mouth but is smiling and kind-hearted. Tan Cheng is more dull and doesn't like to communicate with others. In the past, he didn't like Tan Cheng's sullen personality, but now that he understands it, he knows that Tan Cheng is an archaeological idiot, and he doesn't intend to spend time on interpersonal relationships at all, so he looks sullen and speaks irritatingly.

And now this optimist and a dull gourd actually had a quarrel...and he, who has a bad temper, came to appease him?

Zhang Jun was sloppy, he was nagging all day long, but he had a good heart. This was the first time he confronted Tan Cheng, and he couldn't hold back his face just now, but after he went out, he went to buy a porridge for Tan Cheng.

Wu Hai looked at the two awkwardly trying to make a bad face, and couldn't help but said:

"The two of you are so quarreling..." At this point, Tan Cheng and Zhang Jun looked at each other, and couldn't help laughing when they saw each other's expressions.

With this smile, the unhappiness just now disappeared.

After waking up, his body recovered very quickly, and the stiffness disappeared without a trace. When Qu Zhiwen arrived, Tan Cheng was able to walk on the ground as if nothing had happened. Qu Zhiwen pinched a spell After checking Tan Cheng's physical condition, it was confirmed that Tan Cheng had fully recovered.

"Fully recovered?" Wu Hai and Zhang Jun knew Tan Cheng's original situation, but now they were a little surprised when Qu Zhiwen said that Tan Cheng was fine. "Is there anything wrong?"

"No, it's as if nothing happened. What's more, I feel that Tan Cheng's health is much better now than the last time I saw him."

In fact, Qu Zhiwen didn't say anything, but Tan Cheng also felt that his body was much lighter than before, and he didn't know if it was because he had slept enough in the past four days or what happened.

"Since it's done, I'll leave the hospital. I guess it's because of my recent injury and fatigue that caused me to fall asleep this time. I'll be more careful in the future." As he spoke, Tan Cheng looked at Wu Hai and said, "Didn't you just tell me that I found a room? I'll wait I'll go to see the rent in a while, and move out by the way."

"Okay, Zhang Jun and I will help you later."

Qu Zhiwen saw that Tan Cheng didn't want to say more in front of the two of them, so he didn't say anything else, but before leaving, he hinted that Tan Cheng and Su Jingmo probably concealed a lot from him.

"Sometimes, what he said may not be true. That person has never been a good person."

Tan Cheng didn't nod or shake his head, but just smiled silently.

Tan Cheng didn't have many things in the hospital. Zhang Jun and Wu Hai went to the gate of the hospital to call a car, and Tan Cheng went to go through the procedures for leaving the hospital. Walking out of the hospital, Tan Cheng was reading with the list in his hand, but he didn't notice a person passing by in front of him, and bumped into that person.

"Feel sorry."

A cold voice came to Tan Cheng's ears. Tan Cheng picked up the slip that had been knocked off, stood up and said, "It's okay, I didn't make a note..."

The words stopped when he saw the appearance of this person, the face of the person who collided with him in front of him was indifferent, but his appearance was similar to that of Su Jingmo, except for those eyes...

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