I can rewind time to prevent death-Chapter 695 - 416 Approaching the Presence of God_3
Chapter 695: Chapter 416 Approaching the Presence of God_3 Chapter 695: Chapter 416 Approaching the Presence of God_3 The sky drizzled with light rain at this moment, leaving the entire street slick and wet, with few pedestrians walking hurriedly, their heads lowered and umbrellas in hand.
Pain radiated from his abdomen and arms, injuries caused by the Black Bugs were still persisting.
Yan Junze remembered he had requested to manifest near a clinic, something the Atlas should have pinpointed for him.
He lifted his head, his eyes nearly forced shut by the falling rain, and looked towards the billboards along the street.
Soon, a sign with white background and red letters caught his attention— it was the kind that glowed with neon at night, positioned above a shop not far from him.
“Charlie’s Clinic,” Yan Junze glanced at the words on the doorplate.
It reminded him of a whimsical movie called “Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.”
The pain on his arm grew more intense, causing Yan Junze to suspect that he might be exhibiting symptoms of some infection from the Black Bugs’ bite.
Limping towards the clinic, his right ankle was severely swollen, making it almost necessary to walk on his left foot, unable to apply pressure on the right.
The rain seemed to be getting heavier.
Yan Junze limped to the entrance of Charlie’s Clinic, shook the rainwater from his wet hair, patted off the droplets on his clothes, and then hopped inside.
Possibly due to the weather, there were no other patients in the clinic at the time, and a plump receptionist at the front desk lifted her head, glanced at Yan Junze, and asked, “Sir, do you have an appointment?”
Yan Junze shook his head, “I need to see a doctor immediately for some injuries.”
The receptionist stood up, glanced at his foot, “Doctor Charlie happens to be on duty today. It’s his lunch break now and there are no patients, please register first.”
She then handed him a registration form.
Yan Junze took a pen, leaned on the reception desk, and quickly completed the form.
The identity he used was prepared by Zhang Xiaomo for him, because before the Great Rewind, he had requested an identity that could permit him to live in the Great Capital of USA—such information was reportedly regularly distributed from Huaying District by the Tianmeng Squad.
Identity information for travel to Olay, USA, and Japan was updated every three days. Applications could be made directly, and once confirmed by Huaying District, it could be used.
Even the identity card he carried couldn’t be distinguished by the official system of the Great Capital of USA, complete with a social security number, although the account had zero balance.
Seeing that he left the amount blank in the social security number section and only filled in the number, the receptionist asked, “Sir, don’t you need to use your social security fund for this visit?”
“It’s out of money,” Yan Junze shrugged.
The social security system in the Great Capital of USA was also not very robust, requiring funds to be in the account before it could be used, and citizens with zero balance were not uncommon.
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“I’ll pay cash,” Yan Junze said, taking out a few prepared Dollars from his backpack to preclude the plump woman’s suspicion that he might be trying to freeload.
The receptionist nodded, picked up the phone and said a few words, then hung up and directed him, “Doctor Charlie is now in the treatment room waiting for you, turn right from here, go straight and then turn left at the end of the corridor into the first room.”
After speaking, she handed a copy of the registration form to Yan Junze.
With the copy in hand, Yan Junze made his way into the treatment room.
Doctor Charlie looked to be in his sixties, with a head full of silver hair and a somewhat refined demeanor, wearing a white lab coat as he stood in the treatment room, seemingly having just arrived from his office after receiving a call.
Taking the copy from Yan Junze’s hand, he looked it over and greeted, “Hello… Mr. Steven.”
Gill Steven, Yan Junze’s full name in the Great Capital of USA, was one of three backup names Zhang Xiaomo casually picked for him initially.
Receiving this identity card, Yan Junze could feel the mischievous woman’s malice.
He was now relieved that the elderly doctor didn’t call his full name.
“Do you feel any discomfort?” Doctor Charlie asked him to sit on a treatment bed covered with a blue sheet and inquired.
Yan Junze pointed to his ankle.
“Twisted foot,” Doctor Charlie nodded.
Yan Junze then took off his jacket and lifted his shirt to reveal his stomach and arms, which bore wounds from the Black Bugs, still oozing blood.
Doctor Charlie startled, his expression shocked, he blurted out, “Is this… have you encountered Mr. Swaphead Corante?”
