Chapter 678: Nothing Wrong at All
"There’s no need to be so tense."
Seeing Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming looking as if he wished he could drag the doctor over to check the results, Zhang Yiming spoke up to offer some comfort.
He considered himself quite lucky.
Even if his family life wasn’t perfect, he still had Xiao Niu, and just having that was enough to make up for any shortcomings.
"You haven’t experienced it, so you wouldn’t understand."
Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming only said that and then fell into a state of high tension once again.
He had seen more than Zhang Yiming and felt deeply saddened by all sorts of regrets.
If possible, he truly didn’t want to see any regrets in this world’s Zhang Yiming.
Zhang Yiming was momentarily stunned and then didn’t say anything more. He lowered his head, and his fingers tapped swiftly on his phone.
He was chatting with Bai Xiqin.
Bai Yifan sat to the side with a white cat in his arms, worried for Brother Zhang.
Two identical-looking people sat on the hospital bench; one didn’t seem particularly nervous, while the other kept glancing towards the department now and then.
Just from this, one could easily discern the personalities of the two.
One was calm and composed, the other extremely impatient.
The only thing they had in common was that the twin brothers were very handsome, already attracting countless nurses pretending to pass by nearby.
Witnessing a stunning sight.
Twins are common, but such high-value twins were truly a first.
Their looks were simply mesmerizing.
After a difficult period, Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s patience reached its limit.
Bai Yifan could vaguely feel the cold chill emanating from Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming, and the gradually accumulating superpower energy.
Bai Yifan had no doubt that if the results didn’t come out soon, Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming would set the hospital on fire.
After all, Brother Zhang was the Zombie Emperor, and such an act was entirely reasonable for him.
He wasn’t worried at all about being criticized by others; moral degradation seemed to have no place on him.
"Brother Zhang, the results are out!"
Bai Yifan caught sight of someone in a white coat walking towards them and quickly informed Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming.
Afraid that if he delayed a moment longer, Brother Zhang would explode.
Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming suddenly looked towards the direction the doctor was walking from, his mouth moving slightly, but he didn’t get up.
Now that the results were really here, he was a bit afraid to look.
What if it was already too late!
His cherished CP couldn’t fall apart, the house couldn’t collapse!
"Hello, which one of you is Zhang Yiming?"
The doctor held a thin sheet of lab results, his face extremely serious.
The eyes beneath the thick glasses seemed tinged with sorrow, and his whole being exuded a dense sadness.
His voice sounded weak, with a hint of gravity.
The previously not so anxious Zhang Yiming felt a jolt in his heart upon seeing the doctor’s expression.
Could it really be late-stage already?
His relationship with Xiao Niu was getting better and better, and he was planning to earn more money for a happy, blissful life!
He really didn’t want to die.
Zhang Yiming’s heart ached slightly, and he took a small step back, his eyes stinging.
He was somewhat afraid to look at the results.
Afraid the doctor might say: We’ve done all we could.
"He’s Zhang Yiming. How’s his health?"
Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming took a deep breath, clenched his fingers, and stood before the doctor.
It’s not too late yet, even if it’s really untreatable, Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming could return to another Earth to find some life-filled mutated plants.
They might be useful.
At any cost, he couldn’t let this world’s Zhang Yiming turn into a zombie.
He couldn’t allow history to repeat itself, absolutely not.
"Oh, you two are brothers?"
The doctor glanced back and forth between Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming and Zhang Yiming, the sadness in his eyes still lingering heavily.
Even when speaking, his eyes seemed to be misting over.
The doctor being middle-aged and looking composed, it was unusual for him to show such an improper expression.
"Doctor, just tell me straight! How is my health, is my head okay?"
Zhang Yiming gritted his teeth, deciding to face his health issues directly.
He couldn’t leave without understanding; as long as there was a sliver of hope, he would never give up.
"Sigh."
The doctor let out a heavy sigh.
Zhang Yiming and Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s expressions grew increasingly tense following the doctor’s sigh.
"Your health is quite good; there’s nothing wrong, young man. It seems you work out often! Unlike others who are always in a sub-healthy state." The doctor continued, looking profound, "It’s good to be concerned about your health, but there’s no need to worry excessively. You’ve been doing the most expensive CT check since you got here, it’s a bit overanxious."
The doctor’s words left both Zhang Yiming and Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming stunned.
No problem at all?
Then why did the doctor look like that?
As if Zhang Yiming was on his deathbed.
"Here are the film materials."
The doctor handed Zhang Yiming a thick stack of documents, his face still bearing a pained expression.
It’s too hard for him!
Although his Yasuo skills were quite good, why was he suddenly taken down?
The doctor wondered, wanting to cry.
Sadness.
Being undercut while slacking off at work left the doctor questioning his skills.
"Doctor, you’re sure I’m really okay? No cancer, no tumor?"
Zhang Yiming asked again, feeling uneasy.
He could see that Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s concern wasn’t fake; if the trajectories of both worlds were similar, his health condition should be the same as that of another world.
"No problem! You’re in great health! There’s nothing growing in your head either." The doctor shook his head, suddenly speaking sorrowfully, "Rest assured! In the past year, the number of patients diagnosed with brain cancer in this hospital has increased more than before. We’re more experienced in diagnosing this condition than other hospitals."
"Hmm, thank you, doctor."
Zhang Yiming didn’t show much reaction to the doctor’s words, politely thanking him.
However, Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming took the doctor’s words to heart.
More people having brain problems compared to the previous year?
The biggest difference between this world and theirs is that the apocalypse hadn’t yet erupted, appearing peaceful.
Zhang Yiming didn’t have brain cancer either.
Seemingly calm, yet hinting at a tinge of danger.
Why hadn’t the zombie virus outbreak occurred in this world, where originally similar worlds were involved?
The difference between this world and theirs was only subtle!
Unless...the apocalypse in this world hadn’t been avoided, but merely delayed.
After the apocalypse hit the other world for some time, this world likewise seemed to set trend.
He didn’t naturally have brain cancer, but rather the energy tide affected him, transforming him into a zombie.
Specific times and factors would yield different results.
Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming didn’t know what the factor was, but he knew that this Zhang Yiming wouldn’t turn into Zombie Emperor since he didn’t have brain cancer!
Indeed, that’s wonderful.
The doctor acknowledged Zhang Yiming’s gratitude with a silent wave, filled with melancholy as he headed to his office.
As a chief, he typically reviewed data, having spare time anyway, only slacking off at times.
After entering for a short while, Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s sharp ears picked up the sound of the game starting inside.
Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming: ...