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Chapter 243 The Tumultuous Times in the Capital (9)

"Hey, who are you? What are you doing here?!" A voice suddenly rang out from behind the group of "patients".

The group turned around, saw the man, and exclaimed in unison, "Dr. An..."

It wasn't until the person got closer that Lin Qiye could finally see what the person in the crowd looked like.

He called out the other person's name in surprise, "An Qingyu... how could it be you?"

When An Qingyu stepped out from the crowd, his mental perception clearly recognized that familiar face.

In his memory, he had never seen him since the last time he resolved the [Bell Crand] incident.

An Qingyu smiled as she looked at Lin Qiye, her eyes fixed on him, and said excitedly, "Long time no see, Lin Qiye."

"By the way, why are you here?"

"Shouldn't I be asking you that...? Why are you here? And why do they all call you Dr. An?" Lin Qiye asked curiously.

Cao Yuan glanced at An Qingyu, who was wearing a white lab coat and black-rimmed glasses, then at Lin Qiye, and tentatively asked in a low voice, "Do you two know each other?"

“I know him. He's from Cangnan City, just like Liu Lang, and we even went to the same high school,” Lin Qiye explained. “The three of us were classmates in the same high school…”

An Qingyu pushed up her glasses and said with a serious expression, "This is a long story, and it's hard to finish it in a short time."

As for why they call me Dr. An... well, that's because I'm the temporary doctor here, specifically treating these seriously injured people.

Lin Qiye rolled his eyes at An Qingyu, "Do these people look seriously injured...?"

An Qingyu was unable to refute, and only weakly replied, "At least when they were brought here, they all looked seriously injured... As for why they are so lively now, that's of course because of my excellent medical skills!"

"Have you forgotten the confidentiality agreement? This kind of thing shouldn't be known to ordinary people unless there are special circumstances," Lin Qiye reminded them. "We need to make sure they clearly remember this part of the treatment..."

“There’s no need.” An Qingyu crossed her arms and said confidently, “Even if these people have clear memories now, it’s useless.”

Before long, the entire population of Great Xia will know the current predicament facing Great Xia and the secrets hidden behind the fog. Even if their memories are cleared now, they will still find out soon enough.

"What do you mean by that?" Lin Qiye frowned. "Even so, we can't break the rules so easily."

An Qingyu waved her hand dismissively, "What time is it now? Still clinging to those old rules. If we continue to follow those rules, Great Xia might disappear like Cangnan City."

Lin Qiye remained silent.

Seeing that Lin Qiye remained silent, An Qingyu turned to look at the group of "patients" still standing behind him.

"You should all go back to your respective dormitories first. You can all go back after the competition," An Qingyu said slowly. "You can use your cell phones and computers, but you can't reveal your current physical condition or the treatment methods our company is providing for you. Do you understand?"

The group of "patients" nodded and then left in an orderly fashion.

An Qingyu watched their departing figures, then turned to Lin Qiye and said, "Come with me, there are some things I need to tell you in detail."

Lin Qiye and Cao Yuan exchanged a glance and followed An Qingyu into an office.

It's described as an office, but it's more like a combination of an office and a medical clinic.

The room was long and narrow, divided by filing cabinets. On the left side were three desks, with medical record folders, stamps, and paperclips gleaming coldly.

On the right wall are a blood pressure monitor and anatomical diagrams; the IV stand has been converted into a plant support, and pothos vines sweep across the first-aid kit. In the center is a hospital bed, separated from a computer monitor by a screen.

Lin Qiye looked around and thought about the relationship between An Qingyu and Liu Lang.

Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "What exactly happened after Cangnan City disappeared a year ago? Why haven't you and Liu Lang heard anything from them?"