Chapter 12 Are you Qi Yue?

In Pratt & Whitney Hospital, Qi Yue sat on the sick** and couldn't help glinting at the door.

Qi Yue didn't close his eyes all night. The blood in his heart surged so much that he couldn't sleep.

"Papa..." The sound of the soles patting the floor came from outside the door.

Qi Yue got up quickly and happened to see Fang Ying rushing in.

"How's it going? Did you find Zhao Chuchu after returning to school last night?" Qi Yue asked quickly.

"I've found it!" Fang Ying swallowed and said, "She said she would come to help you with the discharge procedures today..."

"That's great!" Qi Yue couldn't help grabbing Fang Ying's arm and said, "It's not too late. Let's go..."

Fang Ying broke away from her arm, and her little face turned red. She said, "What are you taking me to do?"

"Of course, you have to register for discharge first! As you said, I can also register for discharge first!" Qi Yue said, "I will register first, wait for Zhao Chuchu to come, and then go through other procedures, so that I can save a lot of time..."

"Well, look at you in a hurry..." Fang Ying squeezed her lips and said, "Come with me!" However, you should note that although the crack in your leg bone is basically closed, it is still far from recovery. It's better to walk slowly..."

Qi Yue followed Fang Ying, walked out of the inpatient department along the corridor, and then went to the front outpatient building. Along the way, Qi Yue noticed one thing: not only the ward he lived in, but also the corridors, aisles, and even the road outside would be equipped with a glowing lamp or light bulb every few steps.

"I didn't expect this dynasty to be so rich, and there were night bright sticks and night pearls everywhere..." Qi Yue thought to himself.

After a while, the two came to the leaving window in the outpatient building.

Fang Ying helped Qi Yue get a registration form, then handed Qi Yue a ballpoint pen and said, "Fill in your personal information first, and then sign your name in the last column. Leave the rest to me!"

Qi Yue took the registration form and the ballpoint pen and stared at the paper in his hand for a long time, but did not start writing for a long time - on the registration form in his hand, there were many small words sparsely written, but few Qi Yue could understand...

You should know that in the era of Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, the characters used by the imperial court were small seals, and the early official scripts were widely circulated among the people, which was very different from the Chinese characters used in modern society. Qi Yue is very familiar with small seal and official script, but it can be said that this is the first time he has seen this simplified Chinese character.

After looking back and forth for a long time, Qi Yue finally recognized the two words: "name"! Because these two glyphs are very similar in appearance compared with the small seal. So Qi Yue thought for a moment and picked up the pen and wrote the word "Qi Yue" after these two words. But in the future, Qi Yue can no longer recognize a word...

Fang Ying's eyes widened and looked at Qi Yue holding the pen in a strange way and wrote two strange words behind the name column of the registration form. Fang Ying couldn't understand it, so she pointed to the registration form and said, "What are these two words? ......”

"Qi Yue, my name!" Qi Yue answered faintly.

"Qi Yue?" Fang Ying picked up the registration form and looked at the two small seal characters for a long time before he finally saw some clues and said, "Are you writing a small seal?"

"That's right, it's a little seal!" Qi Yue replied.

"I can't see it. You still know calligraphy!" Fang Ying laughed. But after a while, the smile on her face immediately dissipated. She tapped her head gently and said, "Qi Yue! Qi Yue... Why does this name sound so familiar..."

"I remember!" Fang Ying patted Qi Yue and said, "Are you the champion of the National Youth Martial Arts Competition in our school and sings well?"

"I don't know!" Qi Yue shook his head and said, "I don't remember the past..."

"Oh, I'm sorry! I forgot that you lost your memory!" Fang Ying looked up and down at Qi Yue and said, "I heard that you recently fought a gangster to save a little girl in an orphanage, but you were injured... Well, yes, it must be you! That day, you were seriously injured and sent to our hospital..."

"Fighting gangsters?" Qi Yue heard someone say that again. Zeng Ming said the same thing when he came to see him yesterday.

"Yes! You don't even remember this, do you?" Fang Ying said, "Now the front pages of major newspapers across the country are publishing your deeds. You are famous! Especially in our East University, many girls admire you very much..."

Although Qi Yue didn't know any newspapers, front page headlines, etc., he still basically understood what Fang Ying meant and knew that he was very famous at East Lake University. So Qi Yue looked at Fang Ying and said, "So, do you know me? Are you familiar with me?"

"Know, know! And it's very familiar! I often follow the news about you on the campus homepage..." Fang Ying said excitedly.

"Then help me fill out this form!" Qi Yue handed the ballpoint pen in his hand to Fang Ying and said.

Fang Ying couldn't help but complain. What she said was "very familiar" but referred to Qi Yue's previous deeds. But she doesn't know much about some of Yue's personal information.

But fortunately, the personal information that needs to be filled in the registration form is nothing more than name, gender, age and occupation. The column of name has been filled in, and the two columns of gender and occupation are easy to say, but Fang Ying is a little inaccurate in the column of age.

"How old are you this year?" Fang Ying looked up and asked Qi Yuedao.

"Thirty!" Qi Yue replied without thinking. But on second thought, I felt something wrong: 30 years old was the age when Xiang Yu committed suicide, and now his identity is Qi Yue, not Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu. So Qi Yue shook his head again and said, "I don't know. In fact, I don't know..."

"Fill in 22! He is a dragon!" A familiar voice came from behind.

Qi Yue and Fang Ying couldn't help looking back at the same time, but saw the hot Zhao Chuchu coming towards them. Immediately behind Zhao Chuchu was Yang Liu in a light blue floor skirt.

"Great! Chu Chu, you are finally here!" Qi Yue couldn't help saying happily.

"If you need help, of course I will come! It's agreed that I'm your best friend and confidant!" Zhao Chuchu smiled and said.

A "beauty confidant" reminded Qi Yue of what happened yesterday. So he said apologetically, "Chu, I'm sorry... I, I..."

"It doesn't matter!" Zhao Chuchu smiled again, then turned his head to Fang Ying and said, "Hello, please take us to go through the leaving formalities..."

"What? Qi Yue, are you going to be discharged from the hospital? Yang Liu, who didn't know it, said.

Qi Yue looked at Yang Liu and said a little strangely, "Well, I want to leave this place early..."

"Why don't you stay for a few more days? Your injury hasn't completely recovered yet?" Yang Liu said worriedly.

"It doesn't matter if my injury..." Qi Yue patted his chest and said, "I can't stay for a day. I want to find Yu Ji immediately..."

Yang Liu was silent. Although Zhao Chuchu had told her before, Yang Liu was still a little difficult to accept when he heard Qi Yue say this sentence himself.

Zhao Chuchu gently touched Yang Liu's head and said, "Stop it! Today, I came to pick up Qiyue from the hospital. Let's talk about other things later..."