not good, immortal

Chapter 17 Numbers
"For example, from ancient times, you 'swish' and came to modern times, that is, time travel." Xiao Ba gestured with his hands, "Is this how you came here?"

Her hand trembled in mid-air, as if convulsed.

Feng He tilted his head, he had practiced for a thousand years before he came here.

In the eyes of their humans, it should be more like a big sleep, so:

"……no."

"Oh." Xiaoba was a little disappointed, well, there really is no super power in this world, "Then I think you may have amnesia."

"Amnesia? How to say?"

Xiao Ba simply lifted the quilt and sat up cross-legged: "Look, you don't know what TV dramas are, you don't know hospitals, nurses, and even Arabic numerals, right?"

It makes sense, Feng He nodded.

Xiao Ba went on to say, "But you know so many traditional Chinese characters, and you speak like a set of classical Chinese, which shows that you are not illiterate, and you are quite literate."

"So," Xiao Ba suddenly stood up and growled, "Wow, the new machine, the chair has too many characters!"

"Uh... I really don't understand this sentence." Feng He confessed honestly.

"There is only one truth!"

Xiao Ba looked at Feng He regretfully, hey, why can't he even remember the cartoon?
She went on to analyze:
"Combining that you came to the hospital wearing a Hanfu...I think you should have a good study of history, or you are engaged in related majors, and then something happened and you lost your memory. You forgot your modern identity, and only remember the ancient part. .”

Feng He looked at Xiao Ba with a look of "I don't understand, but what I said makes sense", and suddenly felt that it was good for her to find this reason for herself: "I really don't remember anything."

Xiao Ba sat down again, with an expression of "I'm simply a genius" on his face, and asked again: "But does amnesia count as mental illness? What did you do before you came in?"

Fenghe roughly talked about her experience at the police station.

"Hahahaha! So, you dropped that Lin Xie's phone too?" Xiao Ba felt like he was about to laugh out loud.

"So, isn't that how the phone calls are made?" Feng He recalled.

She felt that her observation was correct, she threw the phone on the ground, and the person appeared after a while, which was similar to their way of pinching the space jade slip, except that one went by herself and the other came by someone.

Making space jade slips is a very advanced technique, and there are very few gods in the heavenly court, so she was really shocked by the Chinese people today.

After Xiaoba's explanation, she finally understood that the current "telephone" is a kind of communication tool, and only by dialing the correct number can she find the corresponding person.

A mobile phone is a communication tool that everyone has. It is flexible, compact, and easy to carry. It can also do many other tasks, such as watching dramas, shopping, playing... games?
She can probably understand after watching the drama, playing...games, why play games?
Just, I really don't understand this verb.

"No, the phone, hey, I'm so happy." Xiao Ba held his stomach and laughed non-stop, "That Doctor Lin is just a pretender. I didn't expect him to have today."

She often goes to the nurse's station to listen to the corner. Dr. Lin is very famous among them.

Those little nurses, when they mentioned the word "Lin Xie", they almost stared at each other. What to say, the ultimate perfectionist would not make a single mistake, and he would not even drop his mobile phone.

Xiaoba was really impressed.

Combined with Fenghe's description just now, if he fell from that position, the phone might have to be scrapped.

"Nice job!" She gave Feng He a thumbs up, "But it's no wonder that you are being treated as a mental illness, and it's not particularly wronged."

Fenghe: ...

"It's okay. Actually, it's pretty good here. You eat well and sleep soundly. You can scold whoever you want, and no one can do anything to you." Xiao Ba quickly comforted.

This is probably a consolation.

"The only downside is that it's really not very fun. I used to play with my mobile phone for two hours a day, but now I'm not even allowed to bring my mobile phone... Hey? Don't you want to make a call?" Xiao Ba suddenly patted his head, "Tomorrow In the morning, I'll take you to make a call."

"Really?"

"Really, but who do you want to call? Do you remember the phone number?" Xiao Ba asked.

Feng He thought for a while and asked, "If I say I'm going to call Qiao Zhenzhen, will you think I'm sick like them?"

She now understands that the current famous actor is called a big star, and her status is unprecedented, even worse than the famous national players of the Song Dynasty.

But she, Fenghe, has nothing at this time and is penniless.

To say that she knew this "big star" is almost a fantasy.

"Well...no way."

Xiaoba's thinking is very simple, these three-legged toads are hard to find, aren't two-legged female stars just like leeks?
My little sister wants to call her, who else is stopping me?

She asked again: "But do you have her phone number?"

phone number?Feng He thought about it seriously, but Rabbit Jing didn't seem to have left her any phone number?

Seeing her expression of embarrassment and remembering that she didn't know Arabic numerals, Xiao Ba pointed to the wall beside the bed: "It's like this."

Feng He followed her fingers and looked over, it was dark, but luckily she was a cat, so she could see it clearly with a little concentration.

On the wall beside the bed is a sign with white letters on a blue background:

In case of emergency, please dial, followed by a string of characters that appear to be in Sanskrit.

Um?Sanskrit?a string?
"I remembered!" Feng He took out the booklet from his arms, and turned to the page where Rabbit Jing asked her to call, and there was a string of words like this, "But I don't know it."

Yes, as expected, the rabbit essence is not reliable enough.

No, does the word on the phone look like this?

"This is called Arabic numerals. It's very simple. Kindergarten children can know it. I'll teach you little things."

"it is good!"

"However, how did you know Qiao Zhenzhen?" Xiao Ba was a little surprised.

After all, when watching TV at night, this Xiaohe doesn't even know what TV series are.Could such a person be a fanatical groupie?
"Uh, the relationship between her and me is like..." Feng He thought about his words, not quite sure what to say, friend?To be on the safe side, "Just like my relationship with you."

"Oh, she's your little brother?!"

Xiao Ba suddenly realized, "The big star Qiao Zhenzhen is your little brother, and you are my little brother, so she is my little brother's little brother."

Suddenly, I felt that it was very face-saving to say it.

Although the probability is very low, I hope that what Xiao He said is true.

Feng He also breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that Xiao Ba is currently the only one who truly trusts him and is willing to help him.

Well, no, Nurse Tang Tang is also a good person.

In fact, Officer Xiao Xia is not bad, and Officer Jiang is not as good, but he is also quite good.Officer Li is a bit fierce, but he bought himself a lot of food...

Feng He was lying on the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling that was divided into squares above his head, and without noticing, he slowly slipped into sleep.

(End of this chapter)