My memory should stay at the time when Yabu was pulled away.
I have absolutely no memory of what happened next.
Because I have fallen into a severe coma.
certainly!
At first I thought I was really dead.
But later I realized that it was just a dream I had.
Even though that dream is very long.
In my dream, I saw the legendary underworld, which seemed not much different from our human world.
Those so-called ghost seducers actually drive to catch ghosts.
Even Yama Panguan is wearing an orthodox Chinese tunic suit and so on.
I also saw my grandfather, father, and mother. Each of them is experiencing a different life.
But in the end, they all entered the underworld and suffered all kinds of torture.
I saw Li Dabao tell me with a stern face.
"On the 9th, I will not be reincarnated. I will be a ghost here. How comfortable it is to be a ghost. I am immortal, even though I have no physical body."
Qi Dachuan was also seen.
Only this time Qi Dachuan was not in a wheelchair. Standing next to him was Leng Yue with a cold face.
From the exchange of eyes between Qi Dachuan and Leng Yue, I felt that the two were together.
"Xiao Xu, go ahead and take care of yourself. I have everything at home."
Qi Dachuan's face was so kind, but there was an indescribable pain in my heart.
This pain was quickly interrupted by a very discordant sound.
"Three milligrams of epinephrine..."
"There are many areas of the body that are rotten. Surgery needs to be done immediately..."
"Let Peter prepare the operating room quickly..."
My consciousness was always there, but I didn't have any strength to move my body.
The moment I woke up, I heard many voices in my ears.
It's just that I can't speak, I feel like my whole body is wrapped in something.
Everything around was filled with a very strong smell of disinfectant.
I didn't even have the strength to open my eyelids.
I can only let a group of people play around with me.
At this moment, I was like a puppet, being tortured over and over again.
I heard the voice of an old man.
He seemed to be giving me stitches.
"It's okay under this situation, this young man..."
"Master, we don't have enough money..."
"Use No. 5 thread. It's already like this anyway. Just sew it up."
"At least we tried our best. Whether he can survive or not depends on the young man's luck."
"Master, he seems to be waking up."
I don't know how they found out I wanted to open my eyes.
But soon, the old man's voice followed.
"Why are you still standing there? Morphine and sedatives. If you let him see your body, you won't be frightened to death?"
Then, I felt something cool flowing into my body.
Soon, I felt very tired, very tired.
The surroundings turned completely dark and silent again, and I fell asleep.
He should have fallen asleep.
At least this time I didn't have any more dreams.
When I woke up again, I opened my eyes, but it seemed like something was stuck on my head.
I could even feel my body shaking.
Where am I?
Where is it going to be transported to?
The only thing that is certain is that I should be in the car now.
The car was driving fast, and my body was fixed on an emergency bed.
Because the car is also filled with the smell of disinfectant.
This kind of medical disinfectant smell can only be found in ambulances except hospitals.
Where am I going to be sent?
Is there another surgery to be performed?
Just as I was thinking about it, the car made a squeaking sound, and then someone opened the door.
"We're here, your mission is complete, just hand over 037 to us."
I was wearing something on my head so I couldn't see the scene outside, but they called me 037 which puzzled me.
Then I was carried down.
I even heard a girl's voice saying: "Be careful, he has only been out of surgery for three days and cannot participate in any internship..."
Before the girl could finish her words, someone covered her mouth and made a whimpering sound.
Only an old man's voice was heard.
He seemed to be laughing with someone.
"Haha, this is my granddaughter. She is ignorant. I will educate her when I get back. You can do whatever you want..."
As he spoke, there was a burst of messy footsteps and the sound of someone getting into a car quickly.
"Should we keep them? After all, only the dead can keep secrets..."
A cold voice sounded not far from me.
"Forget it, everyone is working for the organization. We can't cross the line. Time is running out. Let's bring 037 in."
"The people in front are no longer good. I heard that this guy has something special in his body, but I don't know if he can survive the three levels..."
Then there was a very neat sound of footsteps, during which someone felt my pulse.
By the touch on the wrist it should be a woman.
Because I smell a mint scent.
The woman seemed to be very knowledgeable about Chinese medicine. After feeling my pulse, she said, "The pulse is still a little messy, but the problem shouldn't be serious..."
I almost laughed out loud when I heard this.
What does it mean that it’s not a big problem?
What are they going to do for me?
Who are those camouflage uniforms that saved us?
With all the questions in my mind, I was finally sent into a room.
Why do I say it's a room? Because I didn't feel any smell of disinfectant in this room.
On the contrary, although the room was surrounded by aromatherapy, the faint smell of blood still could not escape my sense of smell.
After I was put on the bed, a person wearing protective clothing came over.
He held a strong flashlight, then opened my eyelids and shined it into my eyeballs.
I was stabbed by a bright flashlight, and I reflexively wanted to close my eyes.
But the person inside the protective suit seemed to be smiling.
He stretched out his hand and patted my face and said, "I'm recovering well..."
After saying that, he took out the syringe and gave me a shot.
Then it was dark again.
This time I seemed to have slept for a long, long time.
When I opened my eyes again, the room was pitch dark, but there was air conditioning in the room, so I didn't feel cold.
The ceiling above the head is pure white, and an old-fashioned chandelier sways slightly on the ceiling.
My whole body was feeling extremely itchy, and I wanted to turn my head and look at the surrounding environment.
But because of the pain in my body, I moved slightly, and the nerves all over my body felt like they were being violently torn apart.
I let out a groan of pain as something came to my mind.
In the environment I am currently in, why do the things I have experienced seem to have happened to me somewhere?
Just when I didn't know what to do, a metallic sound sounded.
That was the sound of someone opening the door, which shows that the door to my room is made of iron.
And through that unique sound, I could even feel that the iron door must be extremely heavy.
Personnel also wearing protective clothing walked in.
Only this time it wasn't a man, but a blue-eyed woman.
Its eyes seemed to be able to speak, and it winked at me while its hands examined me.
Then he took out an unlabeled pill bottle and took out a few black pills.
He casually put it into my mouth himself.
The pills were so bitter, it felt like my mouth was full of durian.
I don’t know if it was because of the distorted expression on my face that the woman who gave me the medicine burst into laughter.
"Is it that bad to eat?"
"None of them are like you?"
I opened my mouth to speak, but the woman slapped my mouth shut.
"Don't say anything now. You're too seriously injured. Just cooperate with the treatment..."
As he spoke, he covered my mouth with one hand, took out a syringe with the other, and then stuck it into my neck.
The woman in protective clothing began to blur in front of me.
My eyelids also started to feel heavier and heavier.
Finally, he closed his eyes completely.
Just before I completely lost consciousness, I heard the woman's voice.
"Can he endure such a claustrophobic space?"
