"Tingting, get up, I'll go make breakfast first. Wu Lang looked at Yin Yuting, who was already lying on top of him and still asleep, and said softly.

"Can you eat me first and then go cook?" Yin Yuting had fluffy hair and squinted her eyes slightly, looking at Wu Lang.

"In the morning, your silver heart is rippling, the spring tide is surging, hurry up, I will go to work in a while." Wu Lang gently stroked her inky black hair and smiled.

"You're rippling, overflowing, see Miss Ben doesn't bite your mouth. Yin Yuting laughed, hugged Wu Lang's bald head tightly with both hands, and leaned her face up, and the long black hair scattered gradually covered the faces of the two......

"Tingting, you eat slowly, I'll go to work first, it's late, and there is a traffic jam on the road. Wu Lang wiped his mouth with a tissue, got up from the chair, and walked out.

"I'll make an appointment with a friend to go shopping in a while, and I'll buy you a few clothes by the way!" Yin Yuting looked at Wu Lang's back and said.

"No, I have clothes to wear. Wu Lang waved his hand behind him and walked out of the villa gate.

After parking the car in the staff parking lot, Wu Lang walked in the direction of the morgue, and when he passed by the outpatient building, he saw Li Yan'er and several doctors and nurses, and hurriedly walked in.

Immediately, Wu Lang also walked into the outpatient building and saw Li Yan'er at the door of the emergency room, wandering back and forth anxiously.

"Sister Yan, what's wrong?" Wu Lang walked up to him and asked.

"My mother just had a heart attack and is being rescued inside. After Li Yan'er finished speaking, tears had already burst out of her eyes.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't worry. Wu Lang hurriedly helped her and comforted her softly.

"Director Li, your mother has an acute large-scale cerebral infarction, which is very dangerous, and besides, she also has high blood pressure, heart disease and other diseases, I am afraid that there will be a chain reaction, you must be mentally prepared in advance. A doctor wearing a mask hurriedly walked out of the emergency room and said.

"How can this be, how can it be like this......" Li Yan'er's eyes were suddenly blank, her body was weak, and she lost her voice.

Wu Lang hurriedly helped her and sat on the chair beside her.

After a while, several doctors and nurses came out of the emergency room one after another.

"I'm sorry, Director Li, we did our best, while your mother is still conscious, you can go in and see her for the last time. A doctor said softly.

"Mom, mom......" Li Yan'er suddenly ran in crying.

Wu Lang followed closely behind her, walked in, and saw a gray-haired old lady lying on the hospital bed, her eyes closed and motionless.

Cerebral infarction, also known as ischemic stroke, refers to the avascular necrosis or softening of localized brain tissue caused by blood supply disorders, ischemia and hypoxia to the brain. The common clinical types of cerebral infarction include cerebral thrombosis, lacunar infarction and cerebral embolism, and cerebral infarction accounts for 80% of all strokes. Diseases closely related to it are: diabetes, obesity, hypertension, rheumatic heart disease, arrhythmia, dehydration of various causes, various arteritis, shock, rapid and excessive drop in blood pressure, etc., and the clinical manifestations are characterized by sudden fainting, unconsciousness, hemiplegia, speech impairment, and intellectual disability.

As a sudden brain disorder, it can occur at any age, and the degree of necrosis varies depending on the location and size of the thrombus. It is more common in middle-aged and elderly people between the ages of 45 and 70. The onset is acute, most of them have no prodromal symptoms, focal neurological signs reach their peak in minutes to hours, and most of them show complete stroke, clear consciousness or mild impairment of consciousness, embolism of the main trunk of the internal carotid artery or middle cerebral artery leads to large-scale cerebral infarction, severe cerebral edema, increased intracranial pressure, and even cerebral herniation and coma, and rarely, epileptic seizures; embolism of the vertebrobasilar artery system often causes coma, and in some cases, focal signs are stable or once improved, and then aggravation suggests recurrence of infarction or secondary hemorrhage.

Wu Lang turned his head to see that there was no one else in the emergency room, and then closed the door.

Li Yan'er urgently called her mother, but her mother just hummed softly and couldn't speak, Li Yan'er couldn't help but hold her mother's hand tightly and lay on the hospital bed and cried.

Seeing this scene, Wu Lang walked to the bed, stretched out his left index finger and middle finger, and gently tapped the patient's Baihui acupoint, and then, a faint heat flow that seemed to be absent slowly entered the patient's head along Wu Lang's fingers......

"Yan'er, don't cry. Suddenly, Li Yan'er's mother said softly.

Wu Lang then turned around and opened the door of the emergency room and called out to the doctor.

"Mom, Mom, you're awake. Li Yan'er hurriedly raised her head, and her face was full of tears.

Several doctors walked in from outside the door and began to do various examinations and first aid measures.

Subsequently, Wu Lang walked out of the outpatient building, came to the morgue duty room, took out the laptop he carried with him, put it on the desk, and browsed the web page boringly......

Once upon a time, there was an illusionist who was very proficient in illusion, and he had a friend who was a monk, and the two of them were very good.

One day, the two sat at the illusionist's house as usual, drinking tea and chatting. During the small talk, the monk said to the illusionist, "I want to see your illusion, can you perform it for me?"

The illusionist smiled, walked to the door, and called a friend to come and see.

The monk walked over and saw a tall horse by the door, which was mighty and strong, and it was even more beautiful than the painting.

The illusionist said, "Do you want this horse? I can sell it to you." ”

The monk asked, "Where did you get such a good horse, and how much does it cost to sell it?"

The illusionist said, "The value of a horse should be determined by its strength and speed, you ride it first to see how good it is, and then talk about the price, there is nothing bad to talk about among our friends." ”

Without thinking, the monk mounted his horse, and the illusionist handed him the reins and slapped the horse on the buttocks. The horse rushed out like an arrow, and led the monk master over the high valleys, grasslands, and river banks, and walked for days and nights, crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, and at last the horse threw him on a strange wilderness, and disappeared without looking back.

The monk finally made his way out of the wilderness and came to a pastoral area where the herdsmen lived by herding cattle and sheep, where he begged but received very little food, barely enough to eat for a few days. Because of the unfamiliarity of life and the language barrier, he wandered like a dog for many days.

Later, he gradually came into contact with the herdsmen, and he began to understand their dialect, fortunately, the herdsmen in that place were all Buddhists, and they asked him if he could recite the scriptures, and he said that he was very proficient in reciting them.

So some herdsmen asked him to recite sutras and practice things, and at first he lived in this way, but later, because he had left the good knowledge for many years, he made bad friends and did bad things with them, so he broke the ordination vows.

Later, he fell in love with a local girl and started a family. In order to take care of his family, he was busy herding and hunting all day long, completely ignoring his pain and sin. They had three children, and in the process of raising them one by one, he was afraid that they would catch a cold, get sick, or starve, and that they would die.

When his children fell ill, he preferred to die instead, and in the process of suffering countless worries and torments like this, the children were gradually raised.

I never thought that when my children were a little older, they would not listen to their parents, they would quarrel with each other, break valuable things, and ask for good things when they saw them, and steal them when they couldn't see them.

While feeling all kinds of pain, the husband and wife often quarreled with each other, scolded each other, and even beat their heads and bled a few times, becoming inseparable and inseparable husband and wife.

They have little food and clothing, and their lives are very hard. finally survived the difficult years, the children grew up, became more sensible, and knew how to honor their parents, but he was already old.

Back then, he used to be the baby of his parents, then he became a monk, and then he became a young husband who was still a layman, but now he has become an old man like a tired bird. Because of his age, and because he has endured a lot of hardships to feed his family, and his family is always noisy, coupled with the persecution of various diseases in his body, and the harsh environment outside, he has become like a hungry ghost, and no one wants to see him.

But in order to make a living, he still had to go out hunting. When he was young, in order to hunt rock sheep on rocky mountains, antelopes on grassy slopes, deer in the forest, and wild mules on the grasslands, he held a shotgun in his hand and gunpowder on his waist, climbed the rocky mountain in the morning, ran on the bison road in the afternoon, waited at the foot of the mountain at night for the deer to eat night grass, a fox that drank water, a badger looking for a nest, a snow pig that ate grass, and even rabbits and birds.

At that time, in the sound of loud gunfire and white smoke he could pile up meat like a rocky mountain.

But now his body is aging, the joints of his hands and feet are loose, his back is sore, and he can't stand up when he sits down, and he can't sit down when he stands up. When he finally sat down, it was like a bale of goods on a horse's back falling to the ground, and when he walked, he had no strength, like a birdcatcher.

The once handsome and sharp eyes now can't see far away, the upper eyelids droop down almost to the lower eyelids, and the mouth is shrunken like a crumpled sheepskin bag.

I want to talk but I can't speak clearly, I want to talk but I can't hear the other person clearly.

In this way, he had to go up to the mountains to hunt, and although he came back empty-handed more and more often, he still did it desperately.

Stepping on the morning frost and wearing the night star, spend day after day in old age.

Once, as usual, he went up to the mountains to hunt, and after a long walk, he found a female antelope in a col that had just given birth to her young, and the female antelope was very weak and immobile.

He killed them very mercilessly, and then, using a gun as a crutch, limped home with the carcass of the antelope on his back.

When he came to the other side of the river, the youngest son was very happy to see his father coming back with his prey, and while calling for his father, he ran over in a hurry, and accidentally fell off the bridge and was immediately swept away by the raging river; the elder brother and sister saw that the younger brother had fallen into the river, and jumped down to save him, but was also swept away by the river; the wife saw all this, and cried and cried, and jumped into the river desperately. Seeing that his family was swept away by the river in the blink of an eye, he was heartbroken and fainted, and it took him to wake up for some time, and he leaned on his shotgun to get up, but he fell down again.

At that moment, suddenly, he felt like dawn and saw that he was at a friend's house, holding a stick, and fell to the ground.

The illusionist smiled and said to him, "Get up and drink tea." ”

He got up and found that the cup of tea he had just poured was still hot.

He was amazed that in just a few minutes, he had experienced a lifetime of ups and downs and pain!

He couldn't believe all this, and was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses.

Thinking back on the suffering caused by these illusions, he deeply felt that the work of samsara was meaningless, and he developed a strong renunciation, resolutely leaving everything in front of him, concentrating on seclusion in the mountains and cultivating diligently, and finally attaining the great achievement of self-interest and altruism, and benefiting all sentient beings with reincarnation until the samsara is exhausted.

This is similar to my dream last night, he drank tea for a moment, and I was traveling all night in my dream.

I don't know what came to mind, Wu Lang grinned, looked up and laughed......