Sheikh felt a split headache, as if he was forcibly poured into a pile of memories, and countless fragments flashed.

He saw the scene of himself being hit by the truck that caused the accident, and the next second it turned into a scene of falling off the horse's back, and then a large number of incomprehensible characters appeared.

I don't know how long it took for the chaotic thoughts to calm down. He tried hard to open his heavy eyelids and saw not the road, but a luxurious room.

Luxurious furniture and expensive decorations form the ivory white world, and the layout is pleasing to the eye. If the medical instruments next to him were not working, he would never guess that this was a ward.

The sunlight outside the window shone in. It should be the daytime, and there was no voice around him. Sheikh tried hard to get up a little, leaned against the head of the bed, recalling the incredible dreams in his head.

It's funny to say that he dreamed that he had become the prince of a rich country, and was arrogant, spending whatever he wanted, and sleeping as he wanted. Every scene in his memory was so vivid, as if he had experienced it himself.

Slow down!

Sheikh suddenly discovered something wrong. He saw his hands exposed outside the hospital gown. His hair was quite vigorous and his skin was a little gray. Then he subconsciously touched his face, and his beard was covered with a scum!

This is not yourself!

Xie He was startled and quickly pulled out the infusion needle, jumped out of the bed and ran to the bathroom. He saw a strange face in the mirror, with a high nose bridge, dark brown eyes, and a ruthless face.

This face is a bit evil and always looks cold when it has no expression, but I have to admit that it looks very handsome.

But Xie He was still a little unacceptable for a moment. He was handsome, but when I closed my eyes and opened them, I became a small white hat in the Middle East?

This style is too terrifying!

"Your Highness Prince? You have finally woken up!"

Sheikh heard the strange language coming from outside, and his brain instinctively understood the meaning. Then he saw a monkey wearing a white robe running towards him and looked at him nervously.

Amir has been scared in recent days. As the prince's follower, if he makes any mistakes, he will definitely not be able to escape the blame. Thinking of the chief's strict measures, he shuddered.

However, Sheikh's next words made him feel heart--"What did you call me?"

Amir was stunned. Could it be that this was a brain damage? He said carefully: "His Royal Highness Sheikh Rashid, I am your most loyal assistant Amir, can't you remember it?"

Hearing this title, a name suddenly flashed into Sheikh's mind: Rashid bin Mohammed bin Rashid Al Maktoum, the eldest son of the Dubai chief.

He couldn't help pinching his thigh, which hurt very much!

I'll take it! It's true!

No wonder I always feel that this face is familiar. Rashid is the winner in his previous life who is not only handsome, rich and rich, but also has the halo of royal aristocrats!

Being rich and beautiful is simply a step to reach the top. In the future, I will still be the chief candidate. I can marry four wives in the Middle East! This life is a winning prize that has been once a thousand years!

Amir looked up and saw a strange smile on Sheikh's face, but before he could say a few words of flattery, he saw that the prince's smile had frozen and returned to his usual sinister appearance.

The reason is nothing else. Sheikh remembers more things. Rashid will die at the age of 33 in the future!

He had to be reborn but had to have the life to enjoy it. This scare made his Arabic blurt out: "What time is now?"

“It’s morning now—”

"Bastard! I'm talking about AD!" Sheikh unconsciously became infected with Rashid's impatient temper.

"March 10, 2005." Amir wiped his cold sweat. "You broke your head five days ago while riding a horse. The Chief is planning to send you to the United States for better treatment."

“2005?”

In Sheikh's memory, Rashid was hilarious in 2015, which means he still has ten years to go. Ten years are not short, but it is definitely a tragedy for him who is only 23 years old now.

Don't do this! I just celebrated that I became a rich man, but suddenly realized that I could live in a few years. Even if Xie He had died once, he could not handle it calmly. He felt that he needed a lot of fun.

"What do you think!"

Xie He quickly put out this idea, and some bad habits in his past memories were still affecting him. He suppressed these impulsive thoughts and for his own life, he had to be steady.

Although the official announcement that Rashid's death was heart problems, his strong physique had very low credibility in heart disease. Legend has it that the real reason for Rashid's death was poisoning and indulgence.

He will never touch drugs. The legend of the Middle Eastern people is very powerful, but physiological problems must be controlled. Before you are not sure about the cause of your death, you should be cautious.

Xie He definitely didn't want to die early. He was born in an ordinary life in his previous life and struggled in society just to make a comeback. Now he has cheated and has a good fetus. He doesn't want the excitement to end it before it even started.

Since he is a reborn person, he is fully capable of making changes! The real Rashid is dead, and now he is Sheikh, and his destiny is in his own hands.

He dared not think about changing the world, but his life must be at least 60 or 70 years old before he can make a fortune? Otherwise, it would have become what the joke says: People die, but the money has not been spent yet!

...

While Sheikh was thinking about his life, Amir had already gone to find the doctor. A group of local, European and American old men surrounded him and asked this and that.

Sheikh cooperated with the examination, but he found that Rashid's memory was missing, but his own was preserved and perfect. In addition to Rashid and his own memory, there was a bunch of memory in his mind... garbled memory?

He couldn't tell what it was, it was in his mind, and his instinctive feeling was of great effect on himself, but he would not be able to get an answer for a while.

When facing the doctor's inquiry, he did not say this abnormality.

It’s better to be cautious if you are not a real Rashid, and the doctors have also made up a reasonable explanation: the complications caused by falling and the brain require time to recover.

As for how much time it is? It was one or half a year, and ten or eight years later! In the eyes of Sheikh, this theory that was purely a concealed his poor medical skills, and just made him lie.

So when facing the cheap relatives he came, his face was confused and he was explained scientifically. For the first time, he sincerely thanked the quack doctor and helped him cleverly solve the problem.

"Praise Allah, you are finally awake!"

Sheikh was hugged by a luxuriously dressed woman without saying anything. If she guessed correctly, she should be Princess Hurd and her biological mother.

"Brother Rashid!" Several little loli also held their hands. They should be princesses, and the brothers next to them were staring at them.

Sheikh was under a lot of pressure. His understanding of this family was limited to his memory. He could not guarantee whether he would reveal it.

But they were all very enthusiastic. When the second prince hugged him, he deliberately tried hard. Sheikh subconsciously said: "Let me go! I can't breathe!"

"Look, he's fine!"
Chapter completed!