Konoha’s 50 Years

Early in the morning, Chen woke up from his sleep.

He looked at the ceiling, rubbed his eyes, and quickly realized that something was wrong.

Not a little wrong, but too wrong! What the hell is this place?

Chen sat up and looked around, there was an instrument somewhere in the house, making a beeping sound, just in tune with his heartbeat rhythm.

He tried to move his right arm, but a tingling made him stop. When he looked down, it turned out that an IV was pulling at the skin of his forearm. His pulse quickened, and so did the instrument, beeping faster and faster.

who I am?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

After the capital was stunned, Chen felt a throbbing in the back of his head, the kind of severe pain that pierced his heart.

He carefully raised his left arm without the IV, and lightly touched the scalp with his hand, trying to find the location of the headache. Under the knot of hair, he felt a hard scar, about a dozen stitches had been stitched, and the wound had formed a blood scab.

He closed his eyes and racked his brains to remember what had happened.

The last picture in my memory is that he was about to kill Uchihasan, but the other party said something, and then he fell into a coma.

"Calm down!" Chen muttered to himself, covering his head.

Judging from the layout of the house, it can be basically concluded that this is a hospital.

After thinking for a moment, he thought of three possibilities.

First, after he passed out, he was rescued by Shinnosuke who came later and brought him back to Konoha Hospital.

But judging from the equipment and layout of this ward, it doesn't look like Konoha, but more like some large hospitals in previous lives.

Second, he fell into the pupil technique of Uchihayama.

It's just that this possibility shouldn't be high, because he didn't look at those eyes at all.

But then again, who can say better about the pupil technique of kaleidoscope writing round eyes? You don't need to look at each other, you can activate it, and it's not that there is no such pupil technique.

Third, after he passed out, he was stabbed to death by Uchihayama Ichiku no, and then crossed again.

There is no TV here, if there is, maybe Chen turns on the TV just to see a moustache in a suit giving a press conference and saying, "I'm Iron Man!"

In short, Chen is most afraid of the third situation. He doesn't want to wear it again, because he has too many things to give up.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a surgical gown hurried over, who should have received an alarm that Chen's heart monitor was too fast.

He had greasy hair, a thick beard on his chin, and his eyes reflected concern through thick lenses.

"Oh, you actually woke up? God, it's really a miracle." The man rubbed his hands excitedly, and then explained apologetically: "Sorry, I'm a little excited, my name is Liu Tao, you can Call me Doctor Liu."

"What happened to me? Where is this?"

"You were in a car accident and were taken to the hospital."

car accident? Sure enough, it's not in the ninja world anymore.

Just when Chen was still thinking, Liu Tao took out a piece of paper and sat down beside the bed.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. We didn't find anything to prove your identity on you. Let's fill out your medical record form."

Speaking, he immediately changed into a serious tone and asked, "What's your name?"

Chen thought for a while, then shook his head.

He doesn't know what's going on right now, and he doesn't know if he is a soul wearer or something else. As an old driver with experience in time travel, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he should pretend to lose his memory first.

Liu Tao checked Chen's eyes with his penlight: "Occupation?"

Still shaking his head.

"Where do you feel pain?"

"Headache." Chen replied, the dazzling light of the flashlight made the headache worse.

After a few seconds, Liu Tao finally put the flashlight in his pocket, then grabbed Chen's wrist to check his pulse.

"What day is it today?"

Still shaking his head.

After asking a few more questions, Liu Tao stopped recording, stood up and comforted in a low voice: "Don't worry,

Initially diagnosed, you have only mild amnesia.

Don't move, don't get excited, just lie down and rest, you'll be fine and your memory will slowly come back. "

With that said, he instructed the nurse beside him to come over with a syringe. He took the syringe and pushed the medicine into Chen's IV syringe.

"It's just a mild sedative to calm you down," he explained, "and to relieve pain."

After the injection, Liu Tao stood up and prepared to leave: "Take a nap, if you need anything, just press the button beside the bed."

He turned off the lights and left the ward with the nurse.

Chen was lying in the darkness, feeling the effect of the medicine swept through his body almost instantly, dragging him into a deep sleep.

He desperately fought against this feeling, forcing himself to open his eyes in the dark ward. He tried to sit up, but his body was like solidified cement, unable to move.

He turned and found himself facing the window again. With the lights out in the ward, his own shadow had vanished from the darkened glass, and the facade of a towering building took center stage in his vision.

Chen sat up straight, and the headache seemed to be splitting. He suppressed the piercing pain and stared at the tower in front of him.

As a person who has lived in the magic capital for 20 years, the landmark buildings here are all too familiar to him.

Chen's head throbbed with pain. He was sitting up straight at this moment, his fingers pressed on the call button beside the hospital bed, and despite the sedative injected into his body, his heartbeat was still fast.

Liu Tao hurried back and asked out of breath, "Are you all right?"

Chen shook his head and asked, "I'm in... the magic capital?"

"Very good," Liu Tao nodded, "your memory has begun to recover."

"No." Chen pointed to the majestic building standing majestically in the distance outside the window, "I recognize it as the Oriental Pearl."

Liu Tao turned on the lights again, and the skyline outside the window faded. He approached the hospital bed and said calmly, "Don't worry, you just have mild amnesia. According to my diagnosis, your condition is retrograde amnesia. It is fairly common in traumatic brain injury, but there is no permanent damage to the brain."

Seeing that the patient on the bed was still frowning, Liu Tao continued to comfort him: "You don't have to worry about the medical bill, he will pay for the driver who hit you."

God tm medical bills, who worries about this!

"What year is it today, what date?"

"It's time for you to rest, I think—"

"How many years is it today?!" Chen asked again, and the sound of the heart monitor became more urgent.

"Okay, relax and breathe," Liu Tao hesitated for a moment and exchanged glances with the nurse beside him, then said softly:

"I'll tell you now, but don't get too excited. It's March 28, 2019, and you've been in a coma for almost a year..."

"..."

Chen already understands where he is, he did not travel through, but returned to the original world.

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