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The sterile scent of disinfectant lingered in the air as He Qing Nian slowly regained consciousness. The rhythmic beeping of machines and distant murmur of hospital activity gradually became audible. Blinking against the harsh fluorescent lights, he found himself lying on a crisp white bed with unfamiliar sheets.

His head throbbed, and a dull ache pulsed through his body. He Qing Nian tried to recall how he ended up here, but his memories were hazy, like scattered puzzle pieces. It felt like he just had a long dream that was so vivid that it made him question whether it was real.

As he tried to sit up, the door swung open, and a tired face appeared. It was Rui, his dedicated assistant. His eyes widened with surprise before the emotions turned to relief as he rushed to his side.

"President He. Thank goodness, you're awake," He exclaimed, his voice a mix of worry and relief. "You fainted out of nowhere. You almost gave me a heart attack."

He Qing Nian managed a weak smile, "Rui, what happened? How long was I out for?"

Rui took a deep breath, "You were unconscious for 5 hours. You collapsed in front of the emergency room. It was like you just...shut down. I rushed you here, and the doctors are running some tests."

"I feel like I got hit by a truck," he muttered, rubbing his temples.

"The doctor said it might be stress-related. You've been under immense pressure, both at work and with what happened to Ms. Rong," Rui said, his eyes searching his face for any sign of reassurance.

It was at that moment the memories that he had forgotten all came crashing down on him. From being transported into another world, and rescuing Rong Lu Xue from a bad fate, and also the existence of the childish voice, He Qing Nian finally remembered it all.

"Right... Lu Xue!" He Qing Nian's countenance paled upon recalling his fiancée., "How is she? Is the operation successful?"

Rui hesitated, choosing his words with care. "Ms. Rong is still in surgery. We're hoping for the best."

"I need to see her," he declared, ready to get out of bed.

But Rui stopped him, "President He, you need to focus on your own recovery. I'm sure if your fiancée is here, she would want you to be well."

"I can't just sit here. I need to know how she is," he said, concern and anxiety filled his eyes.

Rui sighed, understanding his boss' urgency. "I'll check with the doctors and see if there's any update. In the meantime, try to rest, President He. You won't be of much help to Ms. Rong if you push yourself too hard."

As Rui left to inquire about Rong Lu Xue, He Qing Nian sank back into the hospital bed, his mind filled with worry and unanswered questions. The sterile surroundings seemed to close in on him, amplifying the gravity of the situation.

It was at that moment, a childish voice that had appeared in his dreams sounded once again in his mind.

[Congratulations for completing your first mission, Mr. He! How was your first trip to the first world?]

"You...!" He Qing Nian's eyes narrowed, "You are not a hallucination?"

[Even if we haven't talked in a while, how can you be so rude to me?]

"Who are you?!" He Qing Nian's eyes narrowed.

Before he experienced the transmigration, he never questioned the voice's origin because he was desperate to rescue his fiancée at that time. But now that he had experiences such a peculiar thing, He Qing Nian began to raise questions about the childish voice in his head.

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