After Transmigration: Building a Kingdom in Turbulent Times

Chapter 1497: Modern Side Story (2)

This time it was Zhao Hezhen’s turn to be surprised, "You don’t have his memory?"

Fu Changrong was silent.

He doesn’t!

Not a single bit!

His silence answered Zhao Hezhen, who also paused in silence before sympathetically saying, "I can help you."

Fu Changrong looked skeptically into her eyes, "Your eyes..."

Zhao Hezhen’s lips slightly curled, "Her eyes weren’t bad from the start; in her memory, there are many memories from before she went blind, I know much more than you do."

"Moreover, she also has many memories after her eyes went blind. With a little practice, I can live normally like her." After all, this body has muscle memory; upon hearing, the brain will automatically search for the methods to use things, and the body naturally completes them.

She doesn’t feel she’s at a disadvantage compared to Fu Changrong.

After all, compared to her, he’s like a newborn baby, completely ignorant of this world.

Fu Changrong immediately thanked her courteously, "If you face any difficulties in the future, you can tell me, and I will strive to help you."

Zhao Hezhen felt it wasn’t necessary, it looks like Fu Changrong wasn’t aware of the marriage proposal issue, so she didn’t intend to tell him.

The memory of this body told her that she’s very safe in this world, the country is stable, the people live peacefully, she not only has a large inheritance left by her ancestors but also has a well-paying job herself.

Zhao Hezhen doesn’t feel there’s anything wrong with women having jobs.

In the Great Jin, women from ordinary families also need to work and earn money, even those born from families like theirs, with family assets, need to manage family properties and maintain the family budget balance;

This is the work of a manager.

For those with less affluent families, weaving, embroidery, brewing, scent making, or even working as female tutors at others’ homes, naturally, it’s about doing what one is skilled at, making a living from whatever one can do.

This is quite similar to her in memory.

She’s just amazed that in this era women can choose to study as long as they want and can be on par with men in public affairs.

Most shocking of all, studying is no longer a privilege of the aristocracy but something that common people can and must do too.

Does Fu Changrong know these things?

Zhao Hezhen felt secretly proud that she knew all these while he did not.

In the following days, Zhao Hezhen would visit him every day for heart-to-heart talks, firstly to educate him about some world knowledge; secondly, she would have Fu Changrong lead her to touch and feel the peculiar things of this world and then tell him how to use them, integrating with the memories she had through touch.

And every day, people would come to visit Fu Tinghan.

Not only did the leaders of the school and faculty come, but also people from the laboratory and students, and even doctors who flew in from other places.

Fu Changrong heard and couldn’t help but secretly ask Zhao Hezhen, "Did they really fly here?"

Zhao Hezhen nodded seriously, "Indeed, they flew."

Fu Changrong was excited and intrigued, whispering, "I wonder if we can learn this skill."

Zhao Hezhen held back a laugh and said, "Even without learning, we can fly too. I’ve flown in memory, and surely you have flown too."

Fu Changrong widened his eyes, couldn’t help but survey himself up and down, suppressing his excitement and asking, "How do you fly?"

Finally, Zhao Hezhen couldn’t help but burst into laughter, her eyes glistening with tears from holding back the laughter, "By sitting and flying."

She said, "There’s an object called an airplane, sitting inside it, you can fly into the sky."

Fu Changrong quickly translated it into something he could understand, "Is it like a Pegasus then?" Just like riding a horse on land.

Zhao Hezhen paused for a moment and then said, "No, it’s like a bird, people are inside the bird’s body."

"How big must the bird be?"

"Just imagine it as a Kunpeng, how big is a Kunpeng, an airplane can accommodate one or two hundred people inside."

Fu Changrong widened his eyes, indeed it’s huge, a Kunpeng~

He was extremely curious about this world.

Zhao Hezhen was curious too, she couldn’t help but touch her eyes. Although there were memories from the past like watching a movie, she still wanted to see for herself.

Fu Changrong noticed her movement, and when the doctor came again, he asked, avoiding the crowd, "With medicine so advanced nowadays, can’t Teacher Zhao’s eyes be healed?"

This doctor was newly assigned, rumored to be very skilled and good-looking, because of him, more nurses and doctors, mostly women, had visited his ward, leaving him little chance to have heart-to-heart talks with Zhao Hezhen.

The new doctor put down his papers and looked at him, "Why are you speaking so formally now? But you haven’t forgotten your root, even after losing memory, you remember to get her eyes treated."

Fu Changrong was slightly surprised, looked at him closely, "Doctor Shen, do we know each other?"

Shen Yan maintained a calm demeanor and said, "Yes, we’ve known each other for over twenty years. Hello, Professor Fu, let’s reintroduce ourselves, I’m your elementary school deskmate, middle school deskmate, and high school deskmate."

Fu Changrong: ...

He was a bit apprehensive; this person must be extremely familiar with the original owner of this body, yet he was completely unaware.

Shen Yan didn’t care about his silence, after finishing writing the ward check content, he said, "CT shows there’s some shading at the anterior of your left brain, which might be the cause of your memory loss. But your loss is too complete; not remembering people and events is one thing, but not even remembering objects, it’s like a newborn baby."

Shen Yan sized him up and said, "Even the accent in your speech is slightly different. Honestly, were it not for the DNA showing it’s you, I’d suspect you’re not Fu Tinghan but someone who merely resembles him."

Fu Changrong couldn’t hold back his curiosity and asked, "What is DNA?"

Shen Yan captured his expression, couldn’t help but laugh, "Everything else has changed, but your curiosity remains the same."

Shen Yan pulled up a chair and sat facing him, explaining in detail what DNA is.

Fu Changrong listened intently; this was far more detailed than Zhao Hezhen’s teaching.

Perhaps because she couldn’t see, Zhao Hezhen’s teaching had some cognitive bias; she often couldn’t help but get frustrated, thinking he was dumb, but he was obviously smart.

At this moment, Shen Yan praised him for being smart, "Too bad you’re still slightly lacking; it seems this elevator accident did significant damage to your brain."

Now he’s just averagely smart, incomparable to before.

After idle chatting, Shen Yan finally brought the topic back, "The results of Mo De’s surgery two months ago are out. The patient is recovering steadily, now able to use their eyes regularly. His new technique clinically increased the success rate by sixty percent, I’ve sent her examination report to Mo De. Mo De said she has maintained good health and fitness; if he performs the surgery, the success rate would be over seventy-five percent."

For some reason, Fu Changrong’s heart suddenly pounded wildly, then ached, like someone tightly wringing his heart; the pain made him curl up.

Shen Yan was startled, hurriedly came forward and held him down, "Ting Han, Fu Tinghan, what’s wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Fu Changrong painfully fainted.

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