Chapter: 1
Songhai City.
At 7:30 in the morning, in the dark room, on the big soft bed, Zhang Yuanqing woke up suddenly, covering his head and bowing like a shrimp.
The headache seemed to be split open, the head was like a steel needle embedded, the painful scalp was twitching, so that I had auditory hallucinations, hallucinations, chaotic images flashed in my mind, and my ears were full of noisy and meaningless words. noise.
Zhang Yuanqing knew that the old disease had relapsed.
Trembling, he got up from the bed, opened the drawer of the bedside table, tremblingly touched the medicine bottle, unscrewed it impatiently, poured out five or six small blue pills, and swallowed them whole.
Then he threw himself back on the bed, gasping for breath and enduring the excruciating pain.
Ten seconds later, the soul-ripping headache weakened and then subsided.
"Huh..." Zhang Yuanqing let out a sigh of relief, sweating profusely.
He suffered from a strange disease when he was in high school. The symptoms were that the brain uncontrollably recalled all past memories, including forgotten junk information; uncontrolled collection of external information and analysis; the brain's control over the body reached an incredible level Degree.
Fortunately, this state cannot last too long, and it will be interrupted because the body is overwhelmed.
It is precisely because of this ability that he was admitted to Songhai University, a top-ranked prestigious university in the country, as if playing around.
Zhang Yuanqing called this state brain overload. He thought that he might evolve into a superman, but because his body could not support this evolution, he frequently interrupted it.
When he told the doctor about this conjecture, the doctor said he didn't understand, but he was greatly shocked, and suggested that he go to the psychiatric department downstairs.
In short, the hospital couldn't find out the cause of the disease. Later, his mother brought him special medicine from abroad, and the condition was brought under control. As long as he took the medicine regularly, the attack would not occur.
"It must be because I didn't have a good rest last night. I was too tired. It's all Jiang Yubai's fault. He insisted on coming to my room to play games in the middle of the night..."
Even though he said this on his lips, his heart was quietly heavy, because Zhang Yuanqing knew that the effect of the medicine was beginning to weaken, and his illness was getting worse.
"We will increase the dose in the future..." Zhang Yuanqing put on cotton slippers, came to the window, and opened the curtain with a 'swipe'.
The sunlight rushed in, filling the room.
In April in Songhai City, the spring is bright and beautiful, and the oncoming morning breeze is cool and comfortable.
"Boom!"
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and grandma shouted outside the door:
"Yuanzi, wake up."
"Sorry!" Zhang Yuanqing ruthlessly refused, he wanted to go back to sleep.
The spring is bright and it�s the weekend again. Wouldn�t it be a waste of life if you don�t sleep in?
"I'll give you three minutes, and I'll wake you up if you don't get up."
Grandma was even more ruthless.
"I know, I know..." Zhang Yuanqing immediately relented.
He knew that grumpy grandma was capable of such a thing.
When Zhang Yuanqing was still in elementary school, his father died in a car accident. The strong-willed mother never remarried, so she brought her son back to Songhai to settle down, leaving her to his grandparents to take care of him.
On the other hand, she plunged into her career and became a strong woman praised by her relatives. JrNovels.com
At 7:30 in the morning, in the dark room, on the big soft bed, Zhang Yuanqing woke up suddenly, covering his head and bowing like a shrimp.
The headache seemed to be split open, the head was like a steel needle embedded, the painful scalp was twitching, so that I had auditory hallucinations, hallucinations, chaotic images flashed in my mind, and my ears were full of noisy and meaningless words. noise.
Zhang Yuanqing knew that the old disease had relapsed.
Trembling, he got up from the bed, opened the drawer of the bedside table, tremblingly touched the medicine bottle, unscrewed it impatiently, poured out five or six small blue pills, and swallowed them whole.
Then he threw himself back on the bed, gasping for breath and enduring the excruciating pain.
Ten seconds later, the soul-ripping headache weakened and then subsided.
"Huh..." Zhang Yuanqing let out a sigh of relief, sweating profusely.
He suffered from a strange disease when he was in high school. The symptoms were that the brain uncontrollably recalled all past memories, including forgotten junk information; uncontrolled collection of external information and analysis; the brain's control over the body reached an incredible level Degree.
Fortunately, this state cannot last too long, and it will be interrupted because the body is overwhelmed.
It is precisely because of this ability that he was admitted to Songhai University, a top-ranked prestigious university in the country, as if playing around.
Zhang Yuanqing called this state brain overload. He thought that he might evolve into a superman, but because his body could not support this evolution, he frequently interrupted it.
When he told the doctor about this conjecture, the doctor said he didn't understand, but he was greatly shocked, and suggested that he go to the psychiatric department downstairs.
In short, the hospital couldn't find out the cause of the disease. Later, his mother brought him special medicine from abroad, and the condition was brought under control. As long as he took the medicine regularly, the attack would not occur.
"It must be because I didn't have a good rest last night. I was too tired. It's all Jiang Yubai's fault. He insisted on coming to my room to play games in the middle of the night..."
Even though he said this on his lips, his heart was quietly heavy, because Zhang Yuanqing knew that the effect of the medicine was beginning to weaken, and his illness was getting worse.
"We will increase the dose in the future..." Zhang Yuanqing put on cotton slippers, came to the window, and opened the curtain with a 'swipe'.
The sunlight rushed in, filling the room.
In April in Songhai City, the spring is bright and beautiful, and the oncoming morning breeze is cool and comfortable.
"Boom!"
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and grandma shouted outside the door:
"Yuanzi, wake up."
"Sorry!" Zhang Yuanqing ruthlessly refused, he wanted to go back to sleep.
The spring is bright and it�s the weekend again. Wouldn�t it be a waste of life if you don�t sleep in?
"I'll give you three minutes, and I'll wake you up if you don't get up."
Grandma was even more ruthless.
"I know, I know..." Zhang Yuanqing immediately relented.
He knew that grumpy grandma was capable of such a thing.
When Zhang Yuanqing was still in elementary school, his father died in a car accident. The strong-willed mother never remarried, so she brought her son back to Songhai to settle down, leaving her to his grandparents to take care of him.
On the other hand, she plunged into her career and became a strong woman praised by her relatives. JrNovels.com
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