Time Through Time We Remain Untamed.

CHAPTER 45: STRANGERS WITH MEMORIES

     Someone once said that the saddest moment was when the person who gave you all the best memories became a memory..... But what about if they also gave you, your worst ones? What happens then? And what were you supposed to do if they came back?

     Wuxian felt as though he was waking from a deep slumber; a dream within a dream as every single memory of his life passed through his mind in a serial manner. He slowly came to as he finally woke up, groaning as a dull ache covered his head.

     "Easy there, do not over exert yourself sir, there we go." a high pitched voice came as he became alert. He felt someone help him sit up in the very comfortable bed. His body felt rusty, an indication he had been lying down for too long. He groaned deeply as he eyes adjusted to the light and his head cooled down.

      "Aiyaaaa, (cough, cough) where am I if I may ask and who are you?" he asked, voice raspy and hoarse as hell. The female physician immediately held up a cup of water towards his mouth, urging him to drink. Wuxian gulped down, grateful. It was extremely hot and his throat was extremely dry.

  " Thank you. " he said as he slowed down but kept on drinking.

  " No problem sir. My name is Dr. Peng Zu, I am one of the personal physicians of Master Zhan. You are currently in his house after getting injured from a collision with a cart." she said answering his questions. She completely ignored how he spat out his drink at the mention and began coughing incessantly.

" WHAT!! LAN - LAN.... ZHAN?! THAT ZHAN!!!?" he questioned in a wary  hushed voice. The lady nodded as Wuxian gulped the air hard. What the fuck? His hand shook vigorously as he drank the remainder of the water, small beads of sweat beginning to form on the surface of his skin. Oh God! How had this all happened? He recalled the events that had lead up to this moment but this was surreal. How did this really happen? It felt like a big joke was being played on him and he didn't know how to feel about it.

     "Ehhh, how long have I been here exactly?" he asked again. He needed some sort of clarity.

   "One week sir."

   "ONE WEEEK! FUCK!!" he barked before clamping his mouth shut. He hadn't meant to scream. How had he been asleep for that long and had Lan Zhan been here the whole time?

   "Well, I shall now take my leave. I'm sure the Master can answer the rest of your questions. Feel free to call me in case of anything else." the lady said before she began packing. Ohh no! She was leaving!

     "Wait! I..." Wuxian began as he attempted to get out of bed. She couldn't just leave. He didn't know what to do. Struggling against the numerous bed sheets , he finally freed himself from their clutches but she was already out the door. He stumbled and fumbled on his feet like a fawn learning to walk, his body still catching up and he wasn't used to the new landscape. By the time he reached the door, miss ma'am was downstairs chatting with the Master of the house. Fuck!!

      Wuxian peeked out slowly, one eye at a time as he attempted to listen in. When he couldn't hear them clearly, he sneeked out as quiet as a mouse, hiding his form against the walk. He needed to know what he was up against.

      "............ he doesn't show any signs of concussion or head trauma so I am positive all is well. He basically needs to rest and eat well. Otherwise he's good to go Mr Zhan." she instructed giving her last report. Lan Zhan nodded, making sure he understood everything.

     " Thank you Dr Peng. I shall keep to your words diligently." he offered before showing her out the door with a respectful bow. His deep matured tone sent shivers down Wuxian's spine and goosebumps all over his body. Damn. He was already hypersensitive and they hadn't even met. Hell no! He had to get out of here, fast!!! He couldn't deal with this. He calmed his racing heart and made a move to scram before halting mid step, one leg in the air. Fucking shit!!!