nyslfriends 47. A monk addicted to the internet?
47. A monk addicted to the internet?
Xu Yan rushed to the payment counter and waited in line with a heavy heart.
He didn't think he needed to face a particularly difficult situation. After all, He Tiannan's injuries were real, and it didn't matter if he didn't have a household registration. Unregistered residents also have basic human rights and wouldn't be turned away by hospitals.
But how could he explain to He Tiannan what this place was?
He just wanted to come back on his own; who could have imagined such an unexpected incident would occur?
Furthermore, He Tiannan was beaten so badly he couldn't fight back at all. What about Master Cheng? Will he be alright?
However, the portal fell silent once again, making it impossible to see the situation in the cultivation world, let alone open it to see the past.
Even if he could open it, he wouldn't have the guts.
That blood-red flying sword is still stuck in the house. If it were to land something extraordinary, he would be committing a grave sin!
Although a cultivator's cultivation level will be suppressed when they arrive in the mortal world, who knows what outrageous things a powerful and extremely unreasonable being would do in the mortal world? Even if it is eventually destroyed, the damage it caused cannot be recovered.
He secretly reminded himself that he must be careful, extremely careful, and absolutely could not be careless in the slightest!
This kind of blunder—opening the door to enlightenment but then strutting around without knowing to close it—must never happen again!
"Hello, do you have your medical insurance card with you?" The voice interrupted Xu Yan's thoughts. She snapped back to reality and shook her head. "No medical insurance."
"What about your ID card? Did you bring it?"
"No." Xu Yan continued to shake his head, recounting the story of how he unexpectedly encountered the injured person, helped take them to the hospital, and offered to pay their medical expenses in advance.
He can weave a dozen or so short stories in a minute from a very simple plot, ensuring that none of them are repeated.
The toll collector looked at Xu Yan as if he were a fool.
You're willing to pay money upfront for someone you don't even know? Aren't you afraid of losing it all?
But he didn't cause any trouble; he simply typed a few words on the computer: "Pay five thousand first, any overpayment will be refunded and any underpayment will be collected."
"How much?" Xu Yan was surprised.
I turned on my phone and found I only had a little over a thousand yuan left.
The toll collector looked at Xu Yan, and the great writer gritted his teeth: "Wait for me a moment!"
After saying that, he walked to the side so as not to waste other people's time.
He couldn't possibly renege on his debt; he didn't have that habit, and he certainly wouldn't abandon He Tiannan in the hospital.
The pills brought back from the cultivation world are all good things, but it's hard to say what effect they will have on people in the modern world, so it's not advisable to sell them for the time being.
Gold nuggets… He vaguely remembered that the law stipulated that mineral resources belonged to the state, and failing to hand them over after finding them was illegal. Selling gold nuggets directly to a gold shop was too risky; he might be caught by the police before he even got the money.
It seems that in other countries, one can privatize property after paying taxes, such as discovering shipwrecks while diving in international waters, but he doesn't want to pay taxes to foreigners.
Even if you have to pay, you have to pay it to your own tax department!
We need to find a proper channel to make the move; we can't rely on that right now.
The royalties... By the way, what day is it today? How long has he been missing? Will the landlord call the police again?
Turn on your phone; the system has automatically updated the time after reconnecting to the internet.
Having been stranded in another world for over a month, only a little over a week has passed in the real world, much better than expected!
Open the app, and the comment section is full of insults, much more lively than when he updates normally.
Xu Yan simply ignored it.
I'll be rich soon, who would still be toiling away writing?
After much thought, I couldn't find a way to immediately convert the money into cash, so I could only open my contacts and call people one by one to borrow money for the emergency.
They didn't borrow much, just three or five hundred yuan for each call, and in no time they had raised enough for the medical expenses.
Some people hesitated, some readily agreed, and some asked him with concern what had happened so they could lend him more money.
Xu Yan responded to each and every one of them, keeping in mind everyone who helped her.
He didn't have much money, but in this indifferent world, he was already very grateful to be able to help.
I queued up again and was about to pay when I noticed something strange about the cashier's eyes.
Xu Yan turned around and was met with He Tiannan's smiling old face.
Even before entering the portal, He Tiannan's shirt had been ripped to shreds, and he was now shirtless, with his chest wound tightly wrapped in gauze.
Beyond the gauze, his well-defined, muscular physique was visible, attracting envious glances from passing men and covetous looks from women.
Xu Yan was startled: "You're alright?"
He Tiannan stroked his beard and said dismissively, "Of course I'm fine!"
Keep bragging. Who was it that got beaten unconscious?
Also, what's going on behind you?
Seeing Xu Yan's gaze fall upon him, the doctor who had been following behind He Tiannan quickly said, "Brother, quickly persuade this patient; his condition is very serious, and he must come back with us for treatment immediately!"
Xu Yan immediately guessed the doctor's thoughts—when there is a car accident, those injured people who cannot move and are crying out in pain are generally not in any serious condition.
On the contrary, those injured people who seem to be fine and are running around are the ones whose lives could be in danger if they are not treated promptly!
This doctor probably mistook He Tiannan for the latter.
He quickly gestured for the doctor to be quiet, then asked He Tiannan in a feigned tone, "Are you sure you're alright?"
"Of course!" He Tiannan said proudly, "What's a little injury like this? Back in the day..."
"Alright, alright, it's good that you're alright." Xu Yan quickly stopped him, afraid that he would say something about his glorious achievements of fighting a demonic cultivator for three hundred rounds, being seriously injured and killing eight hundred enemies.
No one may believe it, but people will definitely think I'm crazy.
He then looked at the doctor: "Excuse me, how much will the medical expenses be?"
After a brief exchange between the doctor and the cashier, a bill was quickly issued, totaling 372.4 yuan, including labor, equipment, and medication.
Xu Yan scanned the QR code to pay, and it was all over with a single beep.
Although He Tiannan was curious, he did not ask on the spot.
Although he was unconscious, he was not completely out of consciousness. Instead, his consciousness left his body and hovered three feet above his head, witnessing the entire process from being taken to the hospital to receiving emergency treatment. He also saw the various strange features of this cave.
No wonder this kid is so secretive all the time, it turns out he's hiding such a big secret!
Unfortunately, this is a spiritless cave, where cultivation is severely suppressed; otherwise, it would be a great place!
Xu Yan led He Zhenren out of the hospital, and the latter looked around curiously, like a curious child.
The great writer Xu had a strong urge to immediately open the portal and send the person back, but the problem was that he simply couldn't do it.
He thought for a moment, then instead of calling a taxi, he went to a shopping mall to change He Tiannan into some casual clothes. He then went to a mobile phone repair shop and spent 300 yuan to buy a second-hand mobile phone for He Zhenren, so that he wouldn't be thinking about his phone all the time.
They deliberately didn't provide a phone card.
Make a phone call? Go online?
Forget it, you've already developed a gaming addiction, what if you develop an internet addiction too? Are you even going to return to the cultivation world?
The first internet addict in the entire cultivation world?
That's not a good title!