Which young people, after the police left, began discussing Mu Lin’s future life again in the room. They also knew that once Mu Lin’s body recovered, there would no longer be a reason for him to remain in the hospital. So for the person they had painstakingly rescued, who now had amnesia, solving Mu Lin’s problems before their departure became their current topic of discussion.
Only those young people who had not yet entered society still maintained a heart full of innocence, a trait common among youth in every country and nation. Once they entered society and began struggling for their own survival, only then would they realize how hard life could be. Yet, there would always be a group of people who retained their innocent hearts.
Mu Lin, eyes wide open, observed the actions of these young people and listened to their discussions, deeply moved inside. He decided he would do his best to help these selfless young people who had assisted him, just as they had helped him. Now he had both the ability and the financial means to do so. However, he was currently pondering how he could avoid the environment the police had mentioned earlier. Once he entered such a place, he would lose his freedom for quite a long time.
Before they could begin their discussion, the mayor of the small town arrived at the hospital room with his assistant. He had heard that the unfortunate person at the hospital had awakened and had hurried over to visit him, intending to discuss how to quickly resolve the young man’s situation, as he had already cost the town a significant amount of money.
When he entered Mu Lin’s hospital room, accompanied by the doctor, and saw that all the young people were gathered there, he swallowed back the words he had been about to say urging Mu Lin to leave immediately.
The doctor first explained Mu Lin’s medical condition to the mayor. As soon as the doctor finished speaking, a voice speaking fluent Parisian French echoed through the room, its accent sharply different from the Lorient-style French that had filled the room until then.
“Could someone please tell me where I am? And why I am here? Who are all of you?” It was Mu Lin speaking, feigning the appearance of someone who had just awakened, looking around with an expression of astonishment. After careful consideration, Mu Lin decided that only by taking advantage of the simple and honest nature of the townspeople could he possibly extricate himself from his current predicament. Therefore, the mayor and his assistant were the best candidates for him to manipulate.
Everyone in the room had been listening to the doctor’s diagnosis of Mu Lin’s condition when Mu Lin’s voice suddenly filled the room, causing everyone to be stunned into silence.
“Haha! You can talk! I actually thought you were mute all this time!” One young man rushed to the front, grabbed both of Mu Lin’s hands, and excitedly shook them while speaking.
Looking at this young man’s jet-black hair, youthful face, and sturdy build, Mu Lin realized that this young man was genuinely happy for him, his inner emotions indescribable.
However, this was not yet the moment to express his gratitude. If he revealed even the slightest hint of his true feelings at this moment, all his earlier acting would be for nothing. Therefore, he could only stare at the excited young man with a strange expression and say, “Of course I’m not mute! But what I really want to know is, who can answer my questions? And young man, could you tell me your name? Seeing you so excited, do we know each other? And exactly what happened to me?”
A series of questions from Mu Lin gradually made everyone realize that he was still a patient, a patient suffering from amnesia. But who would tell him the cruel answer to this question? Everyone looked at each other helplessly, instinctively stepping back.
Mu Lin’s hospital room wasn’t very large to begin with, and stepping outside was the only way to move back significantly. Thus, everyone’s retreat merely brought them closer together. As the crowd moved back, the doctor suddenly found himself standing directly in front of Mu Lin.
Looking at the people around him and at Mu Lin’s young, handsome but slightly immature face, the doctor steeled himself, deciding he would be the one to deliver the bad news. He began explaining to Mu Lin: “You see, my child, we are in the town of Lorient. Since you speak French so fluently, you must be French as well.
Three months ago, Jacques and his friends—yes, that young man who said you weren’t mute—they were on a sailing trip to have a picnic at sea when they found you and rescued you.
When you were brought to the hospital, you had severe internal and external injuries. We’ve been treating you for three months here, and during that time, Jacques and his friends have been taking care of you. This morning they told me you had woken up, so we all came to visit you in this hospital room. This is the mayor and his assistant, and those are Jacques and his friends.”
As the doctor spoke, he watched Mu Lin’s reactions, a professional instinct. Seeing that Mu Lin showed no emotional response during his explanation further convinced the doctor of his diagnosis.
“Oh!” After listening to the doctor’s explanation, Mu Lin appeared deep in thought. Then he asked, “Then could someone please tell me who I am? Shouldn’t I have some kind of identification on me? Damn it! Why can’t I remember anything?” Mu Lin’s face showed a look of pain as he spoke, hugging his head and hitting it hard with his fists.
“Oh no, my child, it’s not your fault. It must be due to the head injury you suffered. Perhaps after some time, your condition will improve!” The old doctor quickly hugged Mu Lin’s head and grabbed his hands to stop him from hitting himself.
Mu Lin raised his head, his face full of pain, and asked, “So you’re saying there’s absolutely nothing on me that proves my identity?”
A heavy silence filled the room as no one knew what to say to comfort this suffering patient. The only sound in the room was Mu Lin’s heavy breathing.
Everyone felt suffocated by the heavy atmosphere when suddenly Jacques spoke up: “Wait! I know your identity shouldn’t be simple because the clothes you were wearing were all high-end brands.
Although your clothes have become rags, I carefully examined them when you were unconscious, hoping to find some clues to locate your family. The brand names on your clothes are completely unknown here; I only recognized them from books. You should be able to find some clues from this aspect!”
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