My Husband and I Brought Hundreds of Millions of Supplies to Farm - Chapter 967:
Chapter 967: Chapter 967 Waking Up (4)
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
“The interspace is practically transparent to me now,” Gu Chengrui explained.
“Quite the change,” Zhou Ying observed, a touch of concern in her voice. “Be mindful not to arouse suspicion, especially from the Emperor and the royal family. They’re a naturally watchful bunch.”
Gu Chengrui nodded. “Tell them that I’ve awakened, but remind them that I’m exhausted. I’ll need two days of rest before returning to my duties at the medical office.”
“And,” he added, “I plan to record some medicine recipes and seal the memories of my past nine lives until I leave this body in three years.” Zhou Ying’s surprise was evident. “Seal your memories? You’ve just rediscovered them, barely had a chance to experience the world again. Why so sudden?”
“The fact that you noticed the difference in me so quickly speaks volumes,” he explained. “My personality in this life clearly differs from before. To avoid any suspicion, sealing my memories seems the only option.”
A secret delight flickered across Zhou Ying’s face. Gu Chengrui’s smile widened at the sight. “Just be happy you have three years to adjust,” he teased.
Zhou Ying offered a silent nod and stepped outside, a pleasantly surprised expression adorning her face as she relayed the news. She then instructed Qiuxiang to prepare water for their washing.
Just as they finished cleaning up, a burst of energy filled the room as Gu Chenglin and Guoguo barged in, along with a worried Gu Chengxi.
Guoguo, overcome with joy, launched herself into her father’s arms. “Daddy! You’re finally awake! Guoguo was so scared, I thought…”
Gu Chengrui scooped her up lovingly. “Don’t worry, Guoguo. Daddy’s just tired. He needed extra sleep.” He couldn’t help but marvel at his precocious daughter. Perhaps this tribulation wasn’t entirely in vain, and he also had a mischievous son to cherish.
“Chengrui, how are you feeling? Let me check your pulse,” Gu Chengxi offered eagerly.
Gu Chenglin chimed in, “Yes, yes. Get yourself checked. We’ve all been worried sick.”
“No need,” Gu Chengrui assured them. “I know my own body. Apart from not having eaten properly in two days, I’m fine.”
“A doctor can’t heal themselves,” Gu Chengxi countered. “Let me take a look. The Emperor’s still expecting a report.”
Gu Chengrui glanced at Zhou Ying, who confirmed that the Emperor and Empress had visited and requested daily updates.
With a nod, he agreed, “Alright, let’s do it.”
Gu Chengxi proceeded with a solemn examination, ultimately confirming Gu Chengrui’s self-assessment—a slight fever, but otherwise healthy. He held back from further debate.
“Just a touch of heat, nothing serious,” Gu Chengrui announced.
“Glad to hear it,” Gu Chenglin sighed in relief. “Finally, some peace of mind.” “Breakfast together?” Zhou Ying suggested, sensing the right moment.
“Of course,” Gu Chenglin readily agreed. “I’ll deliver the message to Lin Yifan and return in a jiffy.”
Anticipation bubbled over as he practically jogged out, turning back for a spin before disappearing.
Following breakfast, Gu Chengxi returned to the hospital, and Gu Chenglin headed to the government office.
Zhou Ying, after issuing a few instructions, found Niu Fugui. She tasked him with notifying several families close to Gu Chengrui about his recovery.
