Haicheng People's Hospital, VIP luxury ward.

A fat student lying on the bed was hysterically angry.

The luxurious hospital room was already in shambles, vases and fruits were smashed, and the floor was full of debris and confetti.

"Dad, am I really wasted? Can't our family be so rich that it can't cure me?" Zhao Hu asked his father Zhao Gang with his reddened eyes.

"Xiaohu, don't worry, what can be cured will definitely be cured! Zhao Gang lifted his glasses, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and said comfortingly.

Zhao Gang, a well-known real estate developer in Haicheng, is a big man who will be shocked wherever he goes, but at this moment, he is overwhelmed by his son's affairs.

Zhao Gang was really aggrieved at the moment! His only son was abolished, and he could no longer give his Zhao family an inheritance.

Although Zhao Hu's root is also seriously injured, it is a soft tissue, and it is easy to recover, even if it is cut off, he Zhao Gang can spend money to make it grow back.

But the focus of the son's injury is not this, but the son's two balls are broken, not cracked, but both of them are all torn apart, and the doctor can't do anything!

Is this a comminuted fracture?

What makes Zhao Gang even more depressed is that he has nowhere to vent his anger, he injured his son into such a bastard I heard that he was killed by lightning on the spot, God can't tolerate people, what can he Zhao Gang do?

In an operating room in another building at Haicheng People's Hospital, a corneal transplant is being performed.

The subject of the corneal transplant is a young man with a tattoo arm about 20 years old, this person has a fair face, long curly hair, is a rich boy, I heard that some time ago he was fighting with someone and was blinded in his right eye.

The cornea donor is a 16-year-old boy who has just died, and he is lying quietly on another operating table at the moment.

At this moment, the young man's brows furrowed slightly, as if he was experiencing indescribable pain, but it gave people a sense of holiness and undefilement.

"Doctor Zhou, is the operation ready to start? I have already told my friends that we will have a drink to celebrate after the operation!" the flower-armed man lay on the bed and urged Specialist Zhou, who was preparing surgical instruments.

Expert Zhou frowned, and the corners of his mouth twitched and said:

"The surgery starts right away, don't rush. It's a pity that this little guy who donated his cornea died, so handsome, it's the first time I've seen such a beautiful boy, it's a pity, it's a pity!"

"Doctor Zhou, what are you talking about, if he doesn't die, how can my eyes regain their brightness? He deserves to die as a poor dick, he deserves to die, and the untouchables deserve to die!" said the flower-armed man unhappily.

Expert Zhou sighed, it can be regarded as a tacit acquiescence, the social situation is like this, and he is now following the pace of social progress and specializing in transplants for the rich.

"Xiao Li, get ready, the operation will start soon!" Zhou Dasheng turned to the assistant Xiao Li beside him and said.

Expert Zhou rolled up his sleeves and did the last inspection.

Just then, a panicked scream came from behind him.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Dasheng's assistant, Xiao Li, knocked over the surgical instruments on the operating table in a panic.

"What's the matter, what are you panicking about?" Zhou Dasheng scolded with some anger, he hated hairy people the most, Xiao Li is usually not like this.

"He's touching my ass!" replied to the assistant Xiao Li with a blushing face.

"Ahem, cough, I didn't pay attention just now, I was a little tired from lying down, so I stretched my arms, but I didn't expect to touch Assistant Li's buttocks.

Tsk, don't say it, this elasticity, it's really sour, and the fullness is just right, it's exactly what I like, Xiao Lizi, if you don't look average, I really want to take you in. The flower-armed man licked his lips and said casually.

"Qiu Honghai, what are you talking about? The operation will start soon, this is not a joke!" Zhou Dasheng warned solemnly.

There is no good way for him to encounter this kind of thing, such a rich second generation is a figure he can't afford to provoke, so he can only scold and make a show.

"Understood! Understood, Expert Zhou, hurry up and start!"

Seeing that Qiu Honghai was no longer playing, Zhou Dasheng nodded, took a sharp scalpel from the operating table and walked towards another operating table next to him.

"Qiu Dashao, you lie down for a few minutes, and I will remove the donor's cornea first. ”

Zhou Dasheng leaned over the face of the "deceased" young man, and seriously rolled the young man's eyes to confirm that the young man's cornea was intact.

Just as he turned around and was about to let Xiao Li take the disinfectant, Zhou Dasheng unconsciously let out a soft sigh.

Just now, he seemed to notice that the dead boy's eyelashes were shaking.

"What's the matter, is there a problem with this cornea?" asked the man with the flower arm hurriedly, he didn't want to pretend to have a problematic cornea.

"No! no problem!" Zhou Dasheng looked at the boy again, but didn't find anything unusual.

"Could it be that the grade is old and the old eyes are dizzy?" Zhou Dasheng couldn't help muttering in his heart.

After a while, Assistant Li took the disinfectant.

Zhou Dasheng calmed his mind and cut off the young man's eyes with a scalpel.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The young man lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and this action scared the Zhou University expert who was about to operate it enough.

"Oh my god!" Zhou shouted.

Immediately after, there was a sound of "Bang Dong!" and the scalpel fell to the ground.

Zhou Dasheng's footsteps involuntarily staggered back, but he obviously forgot that there was a mobile stent parked not far behind him to place surgical instruments.

Immediately afterward, there was a loud bang, the mobile scaffold fell to the ground, and the surgical instruments were slammed.

Zhou Da expert's feet were tripped, his body staggered, and he squatted down with his butt facing backwards.

"Oh!oh!!" came out a scream.

Assistant Li hurriedly looked at the place where Expert Zhou fell, but saw that Expert Zhou happened to sit on Qiu Honghai's face with a strong butt.

Li dealt with the startled apricot mouth slightly open, and before she could make a sound, something even more ridiculous happened.

I saw that Expert Zhou seemed to be ignorant of what was sitting on Qiu Dashao's face, and a frightened look appeared on his face.

Probably due to excessive fright, Expert Zhou did something that ruined his reputation for the rest of his life.

"Puff, puff!" Expert Zhou released three big farts in a row, and the silent room was full of fart sounds and farts smells.

"Zhou Dasheng, I'm grass Nima! You dare to sit on Lao Tzu's face and fart stinky! I'll fight with you!" Qiu Dashao shouted.

The accumulated anger finally broke Qiu Honghai's reason.

Qiu Honghai pushed away Zhou Dasheng, who was sitting on his face, turned over and got out of bed, pinched his nose with one hand, and smashed Zhou Dasheng's face with a fist with the other.

In an instant, the silent operating room was filled with the sound of fist banging and the smell of fart that did not dissipate.

"Don't fight, don't fight!" Zhou Dasheng weakly begged for mercy.

But Qiu Honghai didn't stop, the anger in his heart hadn't burned out yet, whoever was sitting on his face and farting stinky fart, who would stand it?

After half a pillar of incense, Zhou Dasheng's thin face had been beaten high and swollen, and he had completely turned into a pig's head.

"Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on?" a sudden sentence broke the "peace".

Qiu Honghai's fist at Expert Zhou stopped in mid-air, and he turned around and looked behind him in astonishment, if he remembered correctly, there were only three people in this operating room, no, there should be a dead man.

But this question just now is a male voice, whose voice is this?

When he turned around to see the scene behind him, Qiu Honghai was almost shocked and dropped his jaw.

"Aren't you dead?" asked Qiu Honghai in horror.

"Really, I'm dead?" the boy pinched his nose pensively.

This young man was none other than Su Chen.

He remembered that after he was stunned by lightning, he seemed to have a long, long dream in a trance.

In the dream, he was trapped in a different world, no, it should be called space. Because he has traveled to all the places in the world, and that place is not very big, about fifty kilometers in circumference.

In that world, the sky is clear, the air is fresh, there are mountains, there is green water, everything grows, and a piece of vitality is sudden.

In his dreams, he wandered around like a ghost, looking for an exit.

What he remembered vividly was that there was a huge bluestone in the center of the space, and next to the boulder was a thatched house.

Strangely, there were some tadpole inscriptions engraved on the bluestone that he had never seen before, and although he had never seen them, he could read the meaning of the tadpole inscriptions, as if he was born with an ability.