Chapter 53: Transaction

"Wait a minute."

Hearing this, Li Yancheng directly interrupted Su Xiaotong and stopped him from continuing. With a look of utter astonishment on his face, he said, "Someone you can't rest easy about? Do you mean you feel at ease with me? Let's not joke around, shall we? We've only met twice, and you're telling me you trust me?

Xiaotong, do you actually believe what you're saying?"

"If it were just a personal matter, of course I wouldn't trust you. Suspecting everything is simply my duty."

Faced with Li Yancheng's skepticism, Su Xiaotong didn't bother trying to sugarcoat his words. Instead, he bluntly stated, "I won't hide it from you—because you treated Luo Yang, and Luo Yang is my good buddy with a rather special status, I specifically investigated you.

After a month of investigation, I've managed to get my hands on a few clues regarding your background and family history. If you want to know, I can tell you later.

As for why I chose you, I already mentioned it just now: it's because your current background is simple enough, and Luo Yang told me that you are a cautious and careful person. That's precisely what I need."

Li Yancheng could no longer process a single word of what Su Xiaotong said afterward. Right now, there was only one word echoing in his mind: *background*.

Ever since his soul crossed over into this world, he had inherited all the memories of the original owner. However, because the original owner was under three years old at the time, those early memories were exceptionally blurry. Every time he tried to review them, it was like looking at flowers through a fog—he simply couldn't see them clearly.

Still, he could be certain of one thing: the parents of this body were probably not dead. Back then, when the old man found him, the corpses beside him seemed to be domestic servants or nannies from the original owner's household, not his biological parents.

Moreover, the original family of this body must have been quite wealthy, because in those hazy memories, sedans appeared frequently.

In those days, that sort of thing wasn't something ordinary people could own.

It wasn't that he was desperately looking for his biological parents. Although he had inherited all the memories of this body, his perspective was still primarily guided by the memories of his own past life in the modern era. Otherwise, he wouldn't need to dig through his memories every time he encountered something or bumped into an old acquaintance from the past just to figure out who they were.

The desire to find his so-called biological parents was entirely an obsession left behind by this body.

Especially just now, upon hearing Su Xiaotong say he had acquired some clues, that deeply buried obsession had almost violently erupted.

Taking a deep breath, he forcibly suppressed the turbulent emotions rising in his chest. After calming himself down slightly, he asked in a slightly trembling voice, "Xiaotong, did you say you've got clues about my family background?"

"That's right."

"Can you... tell me?"

Su Xiaotong was silent for a moment before nodding and saying, "Of course. I was planning to tell you anyway. Let's make a deal."

"You want me to treat the person you mentioned, and in exchange, you'll tell me the clues you've found?"

"That's right, but actually... never mind, let's leave it for now. After you finish treating the person I told you about, I'll tell you everything I've found out."

"Deal."

This time, Li Yancheng agreed without the slightest hesitation. The moment he gave his consent, the fiercely pounding heart in his chest finally began to slow down, gradually returning to its normal rhythm.

This uncontrollable physiological reaction genuinely drove him a little crazy.

He hated these uncontrolled changes, but there was nothing he could do. He could only place his hopes on the possibility that once he unraveled the clues Su Xiaotong held, the obsession left behind by the original owner would completely dissipate, allowing him to take full control of this body.

Otherwise, this hidden hazard was simply too massive.

If Su Xiaotong hadn't suddenly brought up this topic today, he wouldn't even have known that such a massive time bomb was buried inside this body.

Through the physical reaction just now, he also managed to figure something out. No wonder he had found himself involuntarily recalling his childhood days a few days ago; at the time, he had simply assumed he was just curious, which was why he kept flipping through those blurry memories.

Now, he finally understood—it wasn't that *he* wanted to look, but rather that the obsession lingering deep within his heart wanted to.

With a heavy sigh of headache-inducing frustration, Li Yancheng composed his mood and asked, "When are you planning to take me to treat that person? Oh, let me ask first, what kind of condition does that person have?"

"Uh... he's not sick."

"Not sick... Not sick? If he's not sick, why are you looking for me?" Li Yancheng wore a look of utter perplexity.

He even began to wonder if Su Xiaotong had too much time on his hands and had come over just to mess with him.

"Don't rush, listen to me finish." Su Xiaotong maintained a calm expression as he continued, "To be precise, that person has suffered an injury. He was struck on the head and has remained in a coma ever since. The reason we have to keep it strictly confidential is because the official announcement to the outside world is that he is already dead.

He is extremely crucial to an ongoing case I'm handling, so..."

Struck on the head and fallen into a coma?

Li Yancheng's brow instantly furrowed into a deep crease. In this era, injuries to the brain were absolute forbidden zones of life.

"Xiaotong, injuries to the brain—to be honest, I have zero confidence. If it were an illness, I could at least give it a try, but an injury..."

As he spoke, he shook his head.

"I know, and I'll be honest with you too. Finding you is a last resort. Like I told you before, I don't feel entirely at ease with other doctors—not because I doubt their medical skills, but because I worry they might leak the news.

As for you, I don't have that worry for now. Therefore, I hope you can go and take a look first, and do your absolute best. If it truly doesn't work out, then I'll just have to chalk it up to bad luck."

"Let's get this straight first: whether I can cure him or not, you must tell me the clues about my background."

"You can rest assured about that. My word is my bond."

"Alright then, when are we leaving?"

"Can we go now?"

"Now?" Li Yancheng glanced down at the wristwatch on his arm. It was already nearly eleven o'clock in the morning, but it didn't really matter; he could just pop over and ask the department head for a temporary leave of absence.

"Then wait a moment, I'll go say a word to my leader."

"Alright, I'll wait for you at the hospital's main entrance."

"Got it."

Without wasting any time, Li Yancheng stood up, walked over to pull the latch on the door, and stepped outside. He headed toward the row of department head offices at the back, while Su Xiaotong followed closely behind, heading straight out toward the hospital gates.

Five minutes later, Li Yancheng had already taken off his white lab coat, put on his heavy coat, and walked out. Spotting a military-green jeep parked by the roadside at the hospital entrance, he walked straight over and pulled open the rear door.

Su Xiaotong was the only one in the vehicle. He patted the front passenger seat and said, "Sit up front, there's no one else."

"Do I need a black blindfold or something so I won't remember the way back?"

Closing the back door, Li Yancheng opened the passenger side door, got in, shut it, and asked jokingly.

"A blindfold? Pfft—haha! What kind of nonsense are your days filled with? No need for that."

Su Xiaotong burst out laughing on the spot.