When Jing Ku woke up, he was lying on a bed covered with light blue and white sheets, covered with a pink and white quilt.

The sun was faint and the sky was still dim.

The curtains were drawn slightly, and as far as Jing Ku's eyes could see, there was a spotless hospital room, and next to it, a girl fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

Jing Kucai turned around and pulled the quilt to look at it.

This should not be a hospital quilt, it should be specially bought by Gan Ru Camelina.

The girl who fell asleep on the small bench next to her was, of course, Gan Rufang.

Jing Ku felt as if there was nothing uncomfortable all over his body, so he had a bad thought at the first time.

Is it paralyzed?

No, why can I still move my hands when I am paralyzed? Is it half of my body?

I tried it, and my feet were lifted.

It doesn't seem like there's really anything going on.

Jing Ku's movement of lifting his feet was still a little big, and Gan Rufang raised his head blankly and woke up.

"You're awake. Gan Rufang said in a daze, and then stared at the excitement with round eyes: "You're awake!"

Jing Ku saw that Gan Rufang was awake, and she was not afraid that too big a movement would disturb her, so she rubbed it up: "With this expression, have I been lying down for a month?"

"Not really, I have been lying down for two and a half days. ”

"Huh?"

Gan Rufang: "At first, we got on the boat and sent you to the hospital in the township, but the result was that there was no problem with the examination, so we sent you to the county, and after the county examination, they said that you were fine, and you didn't wake up, so we sent you to the provincial capital, and now you are finally awake." ”

Jing Ku looked at his hand and his chest: "Provincial city?

"Hmm. ”

"Is there anything wrong with the checkup?"

"The doctor said you were in shock because you secreted too much adrenal hormone when you were hit by the wall, and you had blunt trauma. In fact, the body function is adjusted, there is no big problem, but it needs to be rested, it seems that there is a strain on the back muscles, but it is not serious. ”

Gan Rujing rang the electric bell at the window, and soon the doctor and nurse came over.

The attending physician was about forty years old, and when he saw Jing Ku wake up, he smiled: "When you wake up, you can rest well, adjust your diet, and stay in the hospital for a few days. ”

The attending physician was shocked when he heard that a young man from a mountain village near a remote mountain reservoir had been injured and in shock, and he was transferred all the way to the hospital.

Jing Ku nodded: "Thank you...... Dr. Yang. "The doctor hung up a badge that said Dr. Yang.

"Well, then I'll go back to work and arrange another inspection for you tomorrow morning, and the rest will be nothing. ”

After the doctor left, the nurse was beside him, and a young nurse seemed to hesitate a little, and stepped forward boldly: "That ......"

The nurse next to her gave her an encouraging look, and the young nurse spoke: "The special care ward of the hospital is very scarce now, please transfer to the general ward for hospitalization, and we will arrange a bed for you." ”

Jing Ku has never been in the hospital, and I don't know what the hell it is, so Gan Rufang nodded: "Yes." ”

Jing Ku got up and sat on the edge of the bed, Gan Rufang got up and took out a new pair of slippers for Jing Ku, Jing Ku put on the slippers and stood up.

I haven't stood for two days, and I'm still a little uncomfortable.

"Medical resources are scarce in big cities, especially in better hospitals, and generally small hospitals will try to let patients be hospitalized, and big hospitals want patients to be discharged, because there are not enough beds." ”

Jing thought about it for a while, it is this truth, for example, the better hospital in Rongcheng, patients in the province want to see a doctor here, not to mention that there are some medical identities around them, and they are willing to come.

What Jing Ku didn't expect was that this was the sixteenth floor, and the ward was 1621.

There are three beds in this ward, and by the window is a middle-aged woman, accompanied by a middle-aged man, who is peeling fruit for her.

The bed in the middle was empty, so Jing Ku and the two walked over.

And on the third bed on the inside lay a twenty-seven or eighteen man, and in front of the bed stood a bunch of people about his age, talking and laughing, probably friends who came to visit.

Gan Rufang put down the quilt and lay down on the bed.

Then Gan Rufang walked out of the room and brought a bunch of things.

Books, notes, sketchbooks, computers or something, these are all brought out by Jing Ku when he was hospitalized in the township hospital, and Gan Ruqi simply brought them out when he went back to get the money.

Jing Ku also knew that the dilapidated hut could not be returned.

I really went back, and I didn't know why I was accidentally buried that day.

This is the time God wants to let the spiritual retreat come out of the mountain.

After Gan Rufang put down a bunch of things, he took out two books, one for the Romance of the Three Kingdoms and the other for Dragon Ball: "Which one to choose?"

Boredom always has to find something to do, and reading those jerky ancient classics is so brain-consuming, more brain-intensive than creating.

Jing Ku took over the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, picked up the pen, and began to write.

Time hurried, half an hour passed, and the group of people who came to visit from the next bed finally left, and the whole ward was quieter.

Quiet a bit less like a hospital room.

Although the hospital on TV always asks for quiet, everyone knows that the hospital is a very noisy place, and thousands of people come and go every day, and it is impossible not to be noisy.

And lying alone in a single-bed room, with only one person who doesn't like to talk and only likes to cry, comes to visit, and this kind of thing is difficult to happen in reality.

The twenty-seven-year-old turned his head in boredom and saw the pile of books by the way.

Seeing this pile of books, the young man was a little surprised.

When I looked up, a man and a woman were writing with a notebook, and the other was smirking with a sketchbook, and I didn't know what the hell it was.

After a long period of calm, the young man finally decided to speak: "Hello. ”

Jing Ku tilted his head: "Hello." ”

Gan Rufang also said good.

"Did you move here from another ward?"

"Hmm. Gan Rufang spoke: "I was in the intensive care ward before. ”

The young man was surprised: "That should be the first recovery from a serious illness, just write, and don't rest much?"

Jing Ku smiled: "It's not as serious as you think, it's just a shock." ”

"Oh. The young man said, "Who among you is the painter?"

Gan Rufang closed the sketchbook and glanced at the cover, then pointed to Jing Ku, who smiled and nodded: "That's my sketchbook." ”

The young man smiled: "Looking at the sketch instinct to see the smile, there are two possibilities, the first is that this sketchbook is painted with this beautiful beauty, and the person who painted it is her beloved, and the second possibility is that the painting itself is funny, if I guess correctly, this sketchbook should be a comic." ”

Jing Ku nodded: "Indeed." ”

The young man smiled: "I do this business, but I wonder why I don't use pen and pen to draw, and now I stay in the line and use the computer to connect peripherals to paint." ”

Unlike in the previous life, people in this world like to sketch comics with pens, Jing smiled bitterly: "I'm used to it, and my pen drawings are not very good." ”

The young man nodded: "Can you lend me a look?"

Gan Rufang handed out the sketchbook: "Give." ”

In the comics industry, there are three main places that are more important, one is the setting, one is the stroke, and the other is the content.

At present, although Dragon Ball is interesting, but you can only see part of the setting, no one can imitate the brushstrokes, and the content is even more incomplete, because it is not finished at all, so there is nothing to hide, even if it is done in this line, after reading it, I think it is interesting, and I can't copy it.

The first few pages of the youth turned quickly, and for insiders, the brushstrokes and painting style are clear at a glance, and the style will also be reflected in the beginning, for example, the dark wind must be a thriller-looking story at the beginning.

If a comic story starts with a warm heart, then even if there is dark content in the future, it is not the core of the story.

And the initial setting determines the direction of the development of the story, such as involving gods and monsters, then the opening venue must be related to temples and churches, and there must be clergy among the protagonist's relatives.

If it is a youth story, then the opening must be in school, not at home or on the street.

But the more time passes, the setting begins to weaken, and the story begins to unfold, which becomes more attractive.

If it's some other comic, I don't dare to say it. But this manga is called Dragon Ball, and its story is an advanced route that is not in this world, called fighting monsters and upgrading.

Without Journey to the West, there would be no monster fighting upgrades, and without monster fighting upgrades, this world can't even make a game style of fighting.

The games in this world are all plot games, and there are very few designed fights, and the legends of Gu Yuqun in previous years have not been popular because there is no audience base.

Strange, let's say the West? The West also did not fight monsters and escalate, because there was no reference.

Without the birth of a system, there is no continuity, no periphery, no expansion, no evolution.

The system of Journey to the West is not just as simple as the system of gods and demons, the story route of fighting monsters and gods has inspired the main line style of many works, and without the original seeds, there is no way to give birth to these things.

It's as if the martial arts in this world are a fusion of detective novels and martial arts content, because the Three Heroes and Five Righteousness involve this part of things.

This powerful system of cultivation, fighting monsters, and cultivation instantly made the young man unable to take his eyes off.

After a long time, the young man got up, pressed one hand on his waist, stretched out his right hand, and stretched out the old man: "Hello, my name is Song Zixiao, one of the founders of Rongcheng Film Network." ”

Jing Ku also leaned out, stretched out his right hand, and shook hands with him: "Hello, my name is Jing Ku...... Pseudonym Wufang Panshi. ”