150: Discharge

The familiar, Hate hospital disinfectant smell still lingered. Liu Yan frowned at the scent as he made his way to Dr. Zhao's office.

The Female Nurse, who had a big argument with Dr. Zhao last time because of Liu Yan's situation, happened to be there.

Seeing the scar on Liu Yan's face, the Female Nurse glared fiercely at Dr. Zhao, then looked at Liu Yan with a hint of heartache in her eyes.

She could imagine what this child, who looked like he had only recently graduated, had gone through during this time.

Of course, if she had been following the news, she would have known what everyone else had experienced.

"Dr. Zhao, are all the procedures done? I'll take her home."

Liu Yan went straight to the point as soon as he entered the room.

Dr. Zhao placed a stack of discharge-related documents on the table.

"Sign them."

Liu Yan stepped forward, picked up the pen, and signed his name.

Looking at Liu Yan, Dr. Zhao finally couldn't help but ask:

"Did you find the resuscitation ventilator?"

Liu Yan nodded while signing.

Upon seeing this, Dr. Zhao suddenly looked up, staring at Liu Yan in shock.

Even the nurse beside him couldn't help but gasp.

Neither of them had expected that the young man in front of them could actually do it!

"I'm done signing. Which ward is she in?" Liu Yan capped the pen and looked at Dr. Zhao.

"Come with me, but the ICU does not allow family members to accompany patients for extended periods. If you have anything to say, you can wait until you're home."

Dr. Zhao stood up, reminded Liu Yan, and then walked out of the office first.

The two arrived at the ICU ward, where the cardiac monitor ticked away.

A gaunt old man's fingers trembled slightly, as if he had lost consciousness. A nurse silently adjusted the IV drip beside him.

The entire ICU was incredibly quiet.

Liu Yan came to his mother's bedside. At this moment, his mother's lightly closed eyelids twitched slightly, and her face was extremely haggard.

One could tell at a glance that she was not doing well.

Clearly, suffering from illness, no matter how much money was spent, would not make things better.

It would just be slightly better than others, but that was all.

Although Liu Yan didn't have a clear memory of the original host, seeing his mother tormented by illness still made his heart ache.

Dr. Zhao didn't speak, only gestured to the nurse with his eyes.

The nurse quickly, yet silently, came to Liang Chunhua's bedside and disconnected various instruments.

"Don't worry, she's sleeping now."

"It's uncertain when she'll wake up, but after she does, she might fall back asleep again not long after."

Dr. Zhao understood Liu Yan's current feelings and whispered comfort into Liu Yan's ear.

Liu Yan nodded.

With Dr. Zhao's help, many procedures and processes did not require Liu Yan's involvement, only his signature.

It was also Dr. Zhao taking the risk of punishment to open a back door for Liu Yan.

After the instruments were removed from Liang Chunhua, two nurses worked together to gently place her onto a wheelchair that had already been prepared.

At the same time, they thoughtfully wrapped Liang Chunhua in a blanket on the wheelchair.

"When she wakes up, talk to her more."

"No matter how much I try to hide it for you, as your mother, how could she not sense what you're doing?"

"Intuition is a very mysterious thing."

Dr. Zhao escorted Liu Yan all the way to the hospital entrance.

Liu Yan pushed the wheelchair, not in a hurry to leave, but instead took out the quantum storage from his pocket.

After all, outside the Third District, there was no need to worry about it falling out, so he naturally wouldn't idly put it in his crotch.

"I know you wouldn't take money from me, but I hope you can accept these things."

Liu Yan took out two heaven is round, earth is square, two pocket watch, and a main battle tank model from the quantum storage.

"This can block a fatal attack for an instant, about 0.5 seconds. Any damage during this time will not be effective."

"But if the damage isn't fatal, this item won't activate. You don't need to use it actively; just keep it on you."

"These two pocket watch can freeze bullets shot at you, but each has a 3-second cooldown, so you can alternate between them."

"This weapon model, if you break it like this, and then just lift the cannon barrel, you can summon a real weapon."

"I won't give you a full demonstration here."

"The operation method is with a tablet computer, it's very simple."

Liu Yan handed all these items to Dr. Zhao.

"Are these all products of the Third District? So miraculous?"

Dr. Zhao was a little surprised, but then he pushed them back and said:

"Even if you don't say it, I know these things were not easy to acquire."

"I'm just a doctor on the outside; I won't enter the Third District. Even if you give these to me, I won't have any use for them."

"You should keep them yourself. I have many."

Liu Yan pushed the items back again, his expression very serious.

"You not going in doesn't mean you won't come out."

"What?" Dr. Zhao looked puzzled.

Then, Liu Yan informed Dr. Zhao about the impending arrival of the Third District.

"As I just said, I'm not sure what will happen after it arrives, nor do I know when it will arrive."

"These items are just to help you last until I come to save you."

"Of course, I hope you won't need to use these things."

Hearing what Liu Yan said, Dr. Zhao remained half-skeptical, as it was too outlandish.

The Authorities had not yet announced this matter.

But seeing Liu Yan's eyes, Dr. Zhao's hand, which was about to push the items back, hesitated.

If it had been before, he would have unhesitatingly suspected that Liu Yan had a problem with his mind and needed treatment from him.

But recently, he had indeed heard that a group of Foreigners had suddenly appeared in the Third District, and these numbers did correspond to what Liu Yan had just said.

Including the resuscitation ventilator, which no one had ever seen before, Liu Yan also had one.

This perfectly aligned with Liu Yan's statement that the probability of rare items appearing had increased.

Ultimately, Dr. Zhao accepted the items.

Even if there was a one in ten thousand chance, he couldn't gamble.

If not for himself, then for his wife and children.

"I'll take her now."

Seeing Dr. Zhao accept the items, Liu Yan placed his hands back on the handles of the wheelchair and pushed his mother away.

Liu Yan did not take his mother directly to the Top Secret Area, but instead took her home first.

Although he wanted to take her to the Top Secret Area while she was still unconscious.

That way, his mother wouldn't need to know anything, wouldn't suffer, and would simply die in the Top Secret Area.

Only then could the resuscitation ventilator be used on her.

Given her current condition, it was impossible for her to last until the arrival.

And once she died outside the Third District, the resuscitation ventilator would not be able to revive her.

Perhaps it was because she smelled the familiar scent of the furniture at home, but Liang Chunhua's lightly twitching eyelids actually began to show signs of opening.

Liu Yan noticed this and quickly rushed to the front of the wheelchair.

Liang Chunhua's eyes slowly opened. Her vision was a bit blurry.

She could only see the familiar layout and a face she had longed for day and night.

But on that face, there seemed to be some blemishes that weren't there before.

"Son... ?"