Qianqianjie, kidnap a reborn prince back to the modern era

A city in the eastern country of the earth.

Whenever night falls, this bustling metropolis seems to come alive. Neon lights flicker, traffic is busy, people rush through the streets, and the whole city is filled with an atmosphere full of hope and vitality.

In the center of the city, there is a large hospital.

The hospital building is towering into the sky and brightly lit, like a dazzling castle.

Seen from a distance, it is one of the city's iconic buildings, representing the progress and hope of modern medicine.

Walking into the hospital lobby, it is spacious and bright, with people coming and going. The floor is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the lights on the ceiling, giving people a sense of neatness and efficiency.

The hospital staff are busy and orderly, wearing white uniforms, masks, and their eyes are firm and focused.

The top floor of the hospital.

A VIP ward, the most advanced medical equipment and technology maintain the vital signs of the woman on the bed. She has been lying here for eighteen months.

It was a quiet room with only slight noises from machines and nurses in white coats performing routine checks.

The black eyelashes on the woman's porcelain-white face trembled slightly, and the long-term flat curve of the monitoring equipment suddenly showed an abnormal fluctuation.

The nurse stared at the changes in the surveillance video nervously, feeling a little surprised, but more surprised.

Within an hour, the ward was filled with people inside and outside.

"Master Lan, Qian You is now showing obvious signs of waking up. Thanks to your persistence for so long, we have once again created a miracle."

"Boss Lan, the hospital has organized a consultation with a neurological expert and is currently conducting a comprehensive examination on Qian You. Please don't worry."

The hospital director was accompanied by an elegant old man with a gentle face, deep eyes, and wisdom in a low-key manner.

"Thanks to your careful care for eighteen months, every day you took good care of her. Qian You was able to wake up. It was the efforts of all the medical staff."

The old man's smile is gentle and sincere, and his voice is deep and magnetic, which makes people feel reassured and comfortable.

"Father, thank you for your persistence. Qianyou has a chance to wake up."

The old man patted the middle-aged woman in his arms.

It has not been easy for her over the past year. Many times, he saw her sitting in front of Qianyou's bed and crying silently.

"Have her father and grandparents been informed?"

The old man asked the daughter in his arms lovingly.

"I called. Qian Haotian is applying for leave. He may not arrive until the evening after flying from the northwest. Qian You's grandmother has not been in good health this year. Grandpa is staying at home with her waiting for news. We didn't let them leave now."

"Okay, you don't need to tell her grandmother yet. The experiment has reached a critical moment. Don't distract her. There are enough of us here. Believe Dad, Qianyou will have good news this time."

In the past two months, he always dreamed of the Lan Dynasty in his previous life, as if there was a blood connection. He felt that Qian You, who was diagnosed as a vegetative state, might have a turn for the better, so he specifically told the nurse to observe him carefully.

After half a day of consultation, the dean walked out of the examination room with a happy face.

"Mr. Lan, Mr. Lan, great news! Various tests show that Qianyou's nerve cells are gradually recovering and he should wake up soon."

"Thank you, Dean Zhang. I'm sorry for your trouble."

Lan Xinning expressed her gratitude generously and asked the accompanying assistant to politely see the experts off.

At night, it is midnight.

Qian You finally lifted his heavy eyelids.

The time tunnel is so long and white, as if it has no end.

She was being taken away quickly, and before she knew it, her tightly clasped hands were separated by the extremely strong wind speed.

She couldn't control her body from moving around, and she flapped her hands around and screamed in her heart.

Cangyu, Cangyu...

"Qianyou, Qianyou, are you awake? Can you see your mother?"

The light in front of the bed was comfortable, but it seemed a little confusing to Qianyou.

Pain gradually spread throughout her body, her blood began to warm up as Susu warmed her up, and her head felt slightly hot.

"faint!"

"Are you feeling dizzy? Mom, go call the doctor."

"Mom? Mom Chu?"

Qian You's eyes were not focused yet, and there was a blurry shadow in front of him.

"Mother Chu? Who is Mother Chu? Qianyou, don't you recognize your mother?"

Lan Xinning was a little nervous and signaled her assistant to quickly call the attending physician.

"Don't worry, she just woke up and hasn't fully recovered yet. Give her some time to adapt."

The old man's voice was gentle but firm.

He pulled his daughter's body closer to his arms and raised her a little higher.

"Qianyou, it's grandpa, you're back."

The old man's deep voice was clear to the ears.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, is that you? Is it you who brought me back?"

Qian You vaguely remembered that time tunnel, which was very long, so long that she fainted halfway through.

"Yes, you are safe. Don't worry, kid, you are very brave and you are great."

The old man's voice was a little hoarse with excitement.

He didn't expect that his most beloved granddaughter would go through such a disaster.

When he saw his granddaughter lying lifeless on a foreign island that day, he used his lifelong skill, the Ghost Hand Needle, without hesitation.

It was his original creation of that time and saved many lives. It was hailed as a Chinese treasure and he was also hailed as a master of traditional Chinese medicine.

Finally, he fulfilled his mission and saved a breath of his granddaughter, but she was diagnosed as a vegetative state by modern medicine.

For three whole months, Mr. Lan gave her acupuncture every day, and finally her condition stabilized.

Lan Xinning coordinated with civil aviation to bring the person back to China, and he was admitted to the best hospital in Shangdu for follow-up treatment.

To this day, it has been exactly eighteen months.

Qianyou gradually saw clearly her grandfather and mother under the light. Different from the woman named Lan Yining, she was her mother in this world.

"Mom, I'm back."

"Youyou! You scared your mother to death."

The old man patted his daughter's back and looked at his granddaughter on the hospital bed warmly.

The attending physician came over and took a closer look. He was pleased with Qianyou's recovery speed, but because he had been lying down for too long, it would take time for him to recover.

It was late at night when my father came rushing in, with a wrinkled beard and a tired face. His eyes were full of surprise, but he tried hard to suppress it and not show it.

"Dad, I can hardly remember you."

Qian You was weak and teased.

She compared them in her heart and confirmed that her father in this life was also different from her second uncle Baili Ming in another time and space. Perhaps, like her mother, they did not overlap in these two time and space.

"I'm sorry, Dad is sorry for you. I haven't taken enough care of you. Dad is not a good father."

Tears welled up from Qian Haotian's bloodshot eyes.

The surprise of regaining what was lost moved this tough man deeply.

"No, you are my hero, my country's hero. You and my grandparents are the people I admire the most."