The Rebirth of the Legendary King
I Don't Like to be Photographed

"Doctor Yang, Doctor Yang, he's awake! The prince is awake!" scream someone.

Ling only felt pain in his head and all over his body. It was a very uncomfortable pain. However, he was used to this kind of pain. Just a rhyme, this time he heard an unfamiliar voice.

He forced to open his eyes and he could feel a very glare light.

Ling covered his eyes with his hands. He didn't know why, but his hands were too stiff. It took a long time for him to see clearly. Now his brain responds very slowly. After a long while, he finally saw a woman wearing a white nurse uniform in front of him.

When the nurse saw her, she could not hide the shock on her face. Then, he hurriedly ran out and shouted, "Miracle! It's miracle!"

Ling's body felt very stiff.

After a while, he finally began to think. New guy in the lab? He frowned.

But the next second, he saw a half-open curtain and scorching sunlight. His hands that were covering his eyes stopped. Ling narrowed his eyes.

No, sunlight cannot be seen in the underground laboratory.

Thinking of this, he immediately got out of bed. There was no pair of sandals under the bed, but he didn't mind. He got out of bed barefoot. He opened the curtains and looked at the tall buildings outside with a puzzled look. In addition to the people below, there are also nurses, doctors, patients, and family members of patients.

Everything looks unreal.

Ling's movements became clearer. Slowly, he lowered his head and looked at his hand. His hand looked callus-like as if he had been holding a gun for years.

However, this is not true. He has been in the lab for years and touches bombs more often. He had never touched a gun before.

Ling walked into the bathroom to look at herself in the mirror.

He looked very pale, probably because he had not been exposed to the sun for a long time. His lips are also very pale. Probably because he just woke up and his hair was so messy.

He was wearing hospital clothes.

Clik.

The door outside is open.

Then, several doctors and nurses came in. The leader was a slim and beautiful woman in a white suit. It seemed like he was very famous in the hospital because the senior doctors around him looked very polite to him.

In fact, the male nurses beside him looked too excessive. From beginning to end, they looked at the woman with great admiration.

"You awake?" at first Yang Zhiwen did not believe the nurse's words, but when he saw the empty hospital bed, he now believed.

The handsome guy's been sleeping in the ICU for 3 years. In fact, Yang Zhiwen who was an expert also almost gave up on him. He didn't expect that he would actually wake up one day.

The surrounding senior doctors were also astonished, "Doctor Yang, you are really great. It could be considered a miracle, right?"

Yang Zhiwen took out a pen and started asking the nurse who was taking care of Ling.

At that moment, the bathroom door opened.

Yang Zhiwen heard an apprentice doctor beside him take a deep breath. Yang Zhiwen who was serious about writing Ling's condition after waking up, would not want to follow the apprentice's point of view.

While looking at it, his hand that was writing also stopped.

While the young man was still in a vegetative state, the people in this hospital laughed at him and dubbed him the sleeping prince. Yang Zhiwen also realized he was indeed very handsome, but he was not excited. Many handsome men were chasing after Yang Zhiwen, so he did not pay much attention to them.

However, when the young man woke up, he could understand the true meaning of the word 'handsome'.

Every detail on his face was beautifully engraved. The way he looked at them, made him unable to turn away.

"It's good that you're awake. Is there any discomfort in your body? Also, do you remember your family contacts? I'll tell them to pick you up," Yang Zhiwen asked gently.

Ling glanced at. He doesn't know the exact situation at the moment. So, he did not speak and just shook his head.

Some doctors are happy because people who have been in a coma for 3 years are awake. They did not ask anything more and went to the office eagerly to learn something.

The nurse was very excited and she wanted to take photos to post on social media. However, as he was about to press the button, he saw a sharp glint before him. And the phone was taken.

The nurse was shocked as she saw the young man in front of her picking up his phone. The young man said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Sorry, I don't like to be photographed."

Ling's memory of his past is a bit fuzzy. It was not that he could not remember it completely, but every time he tried to remember, his body would get weaker. His limbs are also stiff. Although not very visible, but every move requires a lot of energy.

Yang Zhiwen said, it happened because he slept too long. So, he still had to recuperate.

"Have you saved me?" ask Ling.

"I didn't save you. The one who saved you was my classmate. He is a very famous doctor. He found you by the sea. I saved you ... Just because your condition is suitable for my research project," Yang Zhiwen replied honestly.

"Thank you" Ling said.

*

It had been two days since Ling woke up and she had already participated in the health recovery session. He knew that he had been asleep for several years and had spent a lot of money. All these fees were paid by Yang Zhiwen. He was thinking of a way to return the money and wondered if the country here would buy a gun design.

"Master Chen? Master Chen?" the nurse beside him saw Ling daydreaming. So, he waved his hand in front of her.

"Did you hear what I said?" ask the nurse while packing her medical equipment.

"What?" ask Ling. He tried to sit in a more comfortable position.

Seeing Ling not hear it, the nurse was not surprised at all. These few days, he had already comprehended this character of Mr. Chen. He likes to daydream and his response is slow. So, he went back to saying, "Did you realize that Doctor Yang treated you very differently?"

"No," Ling replied looking out the window.

"The Doctor who graduated from Shadow City. You know Shadow City International University, right? He came from a research institute there, but he returned after completing his studies. All the men in the hospital loved it. I'll tell you a secret. I've seen some handsome men waiting for Doctor Yang, but he doesn't care about anyone. It's very cold. Don't you realize that he talks to you a lot? He comes to visit you every day or before he gets home from work ..," the nurse keeps gossiping.

Ling interrupted him, "Because I'm the patient."

The nurse sighed as she realized Ling's gaze seemed to have no feelings for Yang Zhiwen.

However, Ling thought hard again. Shadow City International University .. a name that feels familiar.

*

Ling went downstairs with a nurse. He intends to walk for 1 or 2 hours and enjoy the sun.

They walked for a while and sat in a chair.

Ling leaned back in his chair, holding a pen and a piece of paper. There was no drawing board, so he put a piece of paper on his lap. He was still wearing hospital clothes.

He heard someone call the nurse's name, but he did not turn his head and continued to draw with his head down.

"He's the young man that Doctor Yang saved?" the man in blue glanced at Ling and frowned.

"Yes, Young Master Zhao," the nurse replied. She is a nurse who has been with Yang Zhiwen for 2 years. So, he knew the man in blue.

Zhao Jing was from the Zhao family that dominated the medicinal ingredients in the capital.

"Who is he? She's up, but still not gone?" Zhao Jing was astonished.

"Mr Chen has no family. I saw his hand full of calluses. It's been over two years and it hasn't disappeared. Supposedly, he did not come from a rich family" the nurse replied.

The nurse thought that Ling was always working so hard that her hands were so callous. However, the nurse did not know that calluses could also appear if one was used to holding a weapon.

"It turns out so," Zhao Jing nodded and was not interested anymore in Ling's matter. He went to the hospital to find Yang Zhiwen.

Ling realized that his hearing was very good. However, when he heard their conversation, he had no opinion.

He glanced at the nurse and asked, "Have you sent me the picture I gave you yesterday?"

"Of course" answered the nurse.

"But what is it?" ask her while looking at Ling's picture.

This looks weird. Obviously this Mr. Chen only had a piece of paper and a pen, he didn't even have a ruler. However, the lines he made seemed as if they had been measured. The lines are very regular and do not look like hand drawings. If anyone said it was printed from a computer, people would definitely believe it.

"Just a good picture," Ling smiled and kept the paper.

He had told the nurse to send the firearm design to the auction house that was here. Supposedly, the professional appraiser who was there knew what he was designing. Now, his first money will come and it's time he will leave the hospital.

As they walked over, they bumped into Yang Zhiwen and Zhao Jing.

When he saw Ling, Yang Zhiwen asked, "What do you feel today?"

"Much better. I should be able to fully recover in a few days" Ling said.

"good. I'll do a full body check tomorrow. Didn't you say if you've forgotten something? Me and the other doctors are looking for a way to help you recover" said Yang Zhiwen.

"No need," Ling replied shaking his head. He felt that something was waiting for him. If he could walk faster, he would.

"Oh, right, Doctor Yang. Give me your card number and I'll transfer your medical expenses to you" Ling recalled.

"There is no need to rush like that," Yang Zhiwen replied.

He looked at Ling and did not think that he was the type of person who would return the money. The number of treatments is terrible. Ordinary families would never be able to afford it. He also had his own reasons for taking care of her

However, Yang Zhiwen was no match for Ling. Finally, he gave her his card number.

After Ling received the card number, he turned towards the elevator. However, it was unexpected that there was a black-clothed figure there.

"Excuse me, Miss," Ling said casually.

He heard a cold voice answer him, "No."

It was only one word, but Ling was nervous.

He raised his head and looked at the figure of the woman who was slightly below him. He was very thin, but his face was still elegant. It was a face that no one could forget. The nurses often said that Yang Zhiwen was very beautiful, but Ling felt that Yang Zhiwen did not even have a tenth of the female beauty in front of him.

"I finally found you" said the woman.