Origin

After hearing the old doctor's words, Wu Zhongyuan asked eagerly, "What's the matter, is there something wrong with my blood?" The old doctor frowned slightly and turned to look at the colleagues beside him. Seeing that they didn't respond, he turned around and said to Wu Zhongyuan, "Don't worry, you are very healthy, but you lost too much blood, which caused hemorrhagic syncope." 

"Then why are you asking me if I have tested blood or not?" Wu Zhongyuan asked. 

"You tell me first, have you done a blood test before?" The old doctor smiled unnaturally. 

"A few years ago, I had a blood type test in the village. I have blood type A." Wu Zhongyuan replied. 

The old doctor nodded in agreement, "We know about your blood group. But apart from this simple blood type test, have you ever done a detailed blood routine test?"

"No, I've never been in a hospital." Wu Zhongyuan shook his head, and suddenly remembered something after shaking his head, 

"Did you transfer the wrong blood?"

"No, no," the old doctor waved his hand, "We didn't dare to do the transfer at all."

Wu Zhongyuan's heart twitched again after hearing the doctor's reply, "Doctor, please tell me the truth, what exactly happened to me?" 

The old doctor didn't answer, and the forty-year-old female doctor next to him took over, "Don't be nervous. Before  the blood transfusion, we carefully checked your blood and found that your blood is quite not the same as a human's."  "Ah?" Seeing that Wu Zhongyuan was frightened, the female doctor hurriedly added and corrected, 

"It's different from ordinary people."  

"What does it mean? How can I have different blood from ordinary people?" Wu Zhongyuan asked eagerly. The old doctor who spoke earlier tried to explain, 'This involves various indicators of blood examination, and it is very complicated to say."  Wu Zhongyuan just woke up, his mind was still a little dizzy and was frightened again.

"Don't talk about how complicated it is, just tell me how it affects me?"  

"Your blood is very special. Once you lose too much blood, no blood source can be replenished. Lack of blood resources, at any moment, will leave the biggest impact on you."  

"What about the small impact?" Wu Zhongyuan asked again. 

"It's still uncertain, but we have sent blood samples to the provincial capital, and the results will be available tonight," the old doctor said.

Wu Zhongyuan came to his senses and didn't ask any more questions. He did have his blood type tested a few years ago and knew that he was blood type A, which meant that he won't be having any major problems since it was one of the common blood types. 

The old doctor waved to others around the bed, and those doctors left the ward with clipboards in their hands. In the end, only three were left, the old doctor himself, the female doctor, also the old nurse with the two bars on the hat. When others left, the three of them took the chairs and sat down by the bedside. The old doctor initiated the conversation, "Young man, can you talk to us?"  

"No, I have no money and I can't afford the hospital, so I have to leave." Wu Zhongyuan wanted to get down from the bed.  

"You are still undergoing the infusion, don't move around." The old nurse stepped forward to stop him. "You still need to stay in the hospital for a few days for observation." 

"What exactly are you trying to observe?" Wu Zhongyuan was a little annoyed. The old doctor also stepped forward to help dissuade him, 

"Don't worry, we need to see if your abnormal blood phase is caused by trauma or anything else."  

Looking at the old doctor with a poker face, Wu Zhongyuan refused, "What if I don't let you observe?"   The old doctor was very embarrassed,

"Don't get me wrong, we are only responsible for your condition. If you insist on leaving, we will respect your opinion."

"I'll go now and pull out the needle for me, please." Wu Zhongyuan demanded. The doctor had no choice but nodded to the old nurse beside him. The nurse was instructed to help Wu Zhongyuan pull out the infusion needle on the back of his hand. Wu Zhongyuan didn't need to change the clothes since he was still wearing his own. He looked at the clock on the wall as he put on his shoes. It is almost one o'clock in the afternoon, luckily the time spent in the hospital was not long 

"How much is this infusion?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.  "No need to pay, you can leave now,  and take a rest when you get home." The old doctor opened the cabinet beside him and took out a plastic bag : 

"This is yours."  Wu Zhongyuan opened the bag and found that it contained his stack. Old books may be too dusty, so the hospital wrapped them in bags. Carrying the bag to the door of the ward, Wu Zhongyuan stopped, turned around and asked 

"You are really letting me go?" 

The old doctor nodded, "You are a patient in the hospital, not a prisoner of the public security jail, we have no right to restrict you. You are free to go!"

After confirming that he was free to go, somehow Wu Zhongyuan's thoughts of leaving aren't that strong. 

"You always have to pay for treatment. How much does this bottle cost?" 

"Eighty," As soon as he heard the old doctor, Wu Zhongyuan took out a handful of change from his pocket, and counted it, only sixty or so, it's not enough. "Young man, you don't need to pay for the infusion, can you chat with us for a while?" The old doctor discussed in a harmonious voice. Wu Zhongyuan thought about it for a moment, then nodded: "But I have to make a phone call first. I was absent from class. I have to tell the teacher, otherwise, they will be worried." 

"Are you still a student?" The old doctor was a little surprised. Wu Zhongyuan knew the reason for the doctor's astonishment must be because of the tattoo on his chest. Those with tattoos are not good people, this is the understanding of most people. Although it is unfair, it is a helpless reality. Seeing Wu Zhongyuan frowning, the old doctor hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and handed it to him. 

"I'd better use the landline." Wu Zhongyuan didn't take the old doctor's phone. The old doctor nodded in agreement and took him to the nurse station outside to make a phone call. After three minutes, the two returned to the ward.

Back in the ward, Wu Zhongyuan was in a good mood. Luckily, The headteacher did not criticize him, nor did he mention the security guard being beaten. This shows that the security guard had a guilty conscience and did not dare to call the police after he was beaten. In addition, the man in the beach shirt did not call the police, otherwise, the police would have found the school earlier. 

"President Wang, thank you." Wu Zhongyuan thanked the old doctor. When he made the call at the nurse's station, the nurse greeted him like this, otherwise, he would not know that the old doctor was the president here.

"You're welcome," president Wang waved his hand, and then pointed to the other two to introduce to Wu Zhongyuan, "This is Director Li of the internal medicine department, and this is Head Nurse Zhang." Wu Zhongyuan nodded politely to the two of them, and the two nodded in response. Nurse Zhang helped Wu Zhongyuan to walk back to the hospital bed and helped him get an infusion. Wu Zhongyuan did not lie down, but sat on the side of the bed, looked at President Wang, and waited for him to speak. This time, President Wang didn't use the doctor's tone to speak to the patient, nor did he mention Wu Zhongyuan's abnormal blood, just gossip.

It seems that it is just gossip, but Wu Zhongyuan knows that President Wang is not aimless. President Wang wants to find out the reason for his abnormal blood by understanding his origin and what he has experienced. Even if he knew President Wang's intentions, Wu Zhongyuan didn't hide it. He was adopted by his master when he was very young. The master didn't say much about it, only said that he had not been weaned when he adopted him. As for the details of the adoption, Master did not mention it, nor did he say why Master named him Wu as surnamed. President Wang asked about his Master's situation again, and Wu Zhongyuan also answered the doctor briefly;  the reason why he did not hide it is that President Wang asked 'Was your master a Taoist priest', and not 'what did your master do'. The reason why President Wang asked this question was that he undoubtedly saw the bundle of Taoist scriptures that the young man carried with him. Since people have already guessed it, there is no need to lie.

President Wang then went on to ask about his childhood and Wu Zhongyuan said that his growth experience was similar to that of ordinary people. He studied in elementary school, went to junior high school and entered high school. The only difference was that he never went to a kindergarten since his master taught him to read and write at home. Wu Zhongyuan's answer obviously failed to satisfy President Wang's doubts. After that, President Wang asked him if he had eaten any special food or if he had been to any strange place, and if he had any special experience. After the careful recall, Wu Zhongyuan shook his head. Unable to find the problem, President Wang was a little disappointed. 

"I exercise martial arts." Wu Zhongyuan actively said., well, it was not only President Wang, but he was also eager to find out the truth about his blood. After all, no one can guarantee that he will not be injured and bleed in the future. It would become very dangerous to not accept any blood transfusion when it is needed. President Wang shook his head. 

"Practicing martial arts and strengthening the body will not cause changes in the blood."  

Wu Zhongyuan stopped talking for a moment when he realized that he said everything he could think of, and didn't deliberately hide any, but his growth experience was nothing special.

In the silence, Wu Zhongyuan suddenly remembered something 

"Master once said that when he found me, I was dying and kept coughing up blood. It took Master several years to cure me."

"Did your master mention what medicine he used?" President Wang excitedly asked. 

"It's the herbal cough medicine, and he used the same formula for others." Wu Zhongyuan replied. "If it is okay, can we do a full-body CT?" President Wang suggested all of a sudden and Wu Zhongyuan nodded in agreement.

Whenever the President needs to do something, no need to pay, no need to line up, and the result will come out soon.  

"No abnormal lesions, " to put it bluntly, he is very healthy, and there is no problem. After being tossed back and forth for a few hours, Wu Zhongyuan wanted to leave the hospital and was about to get off the bed. 

When he informed President Wang that he wished to leave, the old doctor immediately called his driver and asked him to park the car downstairs. 

After the phone call, President Wang suddenly remembered that he had one more question to ask, 

"When did you get the tattoo on your body?" Wu Zhongyuan shook his head 

"I don't know, it was there when I was very young."  President Wang was surprised when he heard Wu Zhongyuan's answer, 

"Are you saying that this tattoo was already there when your master adopted you?"

Wu Zhongyuan nodded. 

"Can I take a closer look?" President Wang asked.

Wu Zhongyuan was not very happy, but for the sake of President Wang's kindness to send a car for him, he felt that it was not polite to refuse, so he undid the zipper of his clothes and exposed the tattoo on his chest. The dragon tattoo on Wu Zhongyuan's chest is not a complete dragon, but only the dragon's head. It is located in the middle of the chest. The shape is irregular and the diameter is about fifteen centimeters. Whether its facial features or color, it differed greatly from the common dragon tattoos. "Can I take a photo?" President Wang asked Wu Zhongyuan for his opinion. Wu Zhongyuan wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he changed his mind again. This tattoo may be related to his birth origin. If President Wang can find clues, he may be able to find his biological parents. With Wu Zhongyuan's approval, President Wang took out his mobile phone and was about to take a picture,  but at that time,  his phone rang.