Doctor, you say, is there any chance that my son will wake up? The richly dressed middle-aged lady looked at the doctor expectantly, tears streaming down her face.

At this time, she is no longer a real estate businessman with hundreds of millions of assets, not an enviable deputy to the National People's Congress, but a mother who hopes that her son will recover soon.

The attending doctor, who was around 36 or 7 years old and wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looked sympathetically at this NPC deputy, who had appeared on television and talked a lot about educating and people's livelihood, and his eyes showed a touch of sympathy and helplessness.

I don't know how to comfort you. After a while, the attending doctor slowly spat out such a sentence.

You mean, my son never has hope of waking up? The middle-aged lady's eyes widened, and her pupils were full of gray light.

Oh, yes! Doctor, just tell me, my son, what's the matter? My father, who had been standing in front of the bed, also walked up and looked at the doctor pitifully.

Doctor, what happened to my nephew? Principal Chen Hongfei is even more aggressive, like that, quite like criticizing students in school on weekdays.

The attending doctor just looked at them blankly, his eyes full of sympathy and sourness.

He has seen too many such situations, and every time he explains the condition of a critically ill patient to a patient's family, he feels both guilty and helpless.

The guilt is that he can't do anything, and he has no choice but to leave a life under his eyes.

Now, is the tragedy about to happen again?

Doctor, what the hell is going on, how did the victim become vegetative? You can say something, this will play a big role in helping us find out the facts of the case and give an explanation to the families of the victims. The middle-aged criminal police captain strode in and looked at the attending doctor with a stern gaze.

It's the patient's condition that is very strange. The attending doctor opened his mouth with difficulty.

What's the weird method? The captain of the criminal police asked.

I've been practicing medicine for 17 years. The attending doctor said with a solemn expression at the captain of the criminal police.

But I have never seen a case like this, a normal person becomes a vegetative person, usually a severe blow to the brain or some major diseases that have not been cured for a long time, but Mr. Luo Junyan is a rare special case. ”

Doctor, what's wrong with my son? The middle-aged lady asked anxiously again, and at this time she was already in tears.

To be precise, Mr. Luo Junyan was very healthy all over his body, and no part of the body was hit or diseased, but there was one point, he became an unconscious vegetative person. ”

Doctor, can you make that clear? Looking at his wife, who was crying silently, Luo's father said to the attending doctor with some dissatisfaction.

In layman's terms, it means that your son has no problems from head to toe, no disease, no injury, but he has inexplicably become a vegetative person, and the reason has yet to be found. The attending doctor said with some embarrassment.

Doctor, you mean that there is no hope for my son to wake up? "Father Luo was struck by lightning, and he felt countless stars flickering and twinkling in front of his eyes.

Not really. The attending doctor looked calm and relieved.

In order to find out the reason, your son will have to undergo a further and more professional examination, which is probably the cost

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Father Luo hurriedly said, his pale and anxious face was already a little broken into laughter.

As long as we can wake up my son, we are willing to spend as much as we want. ”

That is, let's do a further examination of our son, as long as our son can wake up, even if the family is bankrupt. The middle-aged lady was also busy.

Although the couple is cunning and profitable on weekdays, their son is their heart after all, and they can earn it again when the money is gone, but if the son is gone, it can't be bought back with more money.

No matter how beautiful they are out there, the son is always all they have.

Look, Mr. Policeman, how is this to be? Chen Hongfei spread out his hands and looked at the captain of the criminal police as if he was asking for help, as if he wanted to desperately grasp a life-saving straw.

Wait for the results of further investigations. The captain of the criminal police sighed helplessly, and turned around and left with his two subordinates.

I have other things to do, if you find any new clues, please don't forget to contact me. ”

Chen Hongfei was stunned, not knowing what to do.

He, the principal of Jishi No. 1 Middle School, has never been so confused and overwhelmed by stomping his feet in the school that can make the earth tremble.

Hongfei, you should tell me, what should we do, my sister only has such a son as Junyan! The middle-aged lady snorted and cried, as if she was desperately grasping Chen Hongfei's life-saving straw.

Sister, I also hope that Toshihiko will wake up soon, but I am not a doctor, and I have to wait for further examinations as to what Toshihiko's condition is. Chen Hongfei sighed, his expression looked helpless and melancholy.

Like his sister, of course, he didn't want his talented and promising nephew to become like that, but now that even the doctor can't find the cause, what can he do as a layman?

Jishi No. 1 Middle School, Senior One (6) class.

A young woman in her early thirties, with long curly hair and a face as pale as a plaster cast, wearing a light blue blouse and a black leather skirt, was standing on the podium, talking incessantly, writing one letter after another in white chalk.

As she lectured, she scanned the students under the podium with her lake-like eyes.

The originally fine eyebrows were coated with a light layer of powder, and the lips with lipstick were extremely delicate, as if they were dripping with blood.

Long red women's leather boots trampled on the ground, making a "got-de" sound from time to time.

This is the English teacher of the first (9th) class of high school, named Zhou Chunling, because Lin Wanru was injured on her foot and had difficulty moving, and was summoned by the police, she had to come to the first (6th) class of high school to substitute for teaching.

Her teaching experience is longer than Lin Wanru's, and her teaching experience is also richer than Lin Wanru's, but her way of lecturing is really a bit boring compared to Lin Wanru, especially her voice like a deep resentful woman, which is really boring.

are in their thirties, and they still paint their eyebrows, perm their hair, and dress up so coquettishly, it's shameless! ”

Some of the boys thought silently in their hearts, so they simply lowered their heads and reviewed on their own.

Everyone has a love for beauty, and Zhou Chunling loves beauty and dressing up, which is not an excessive move.

It's just that these boys are extremely sensitive and emotional animals, they are used to Lin Wanru's delicate and unpowdered face, and they are used to the pure and refined temperament of the goddess, and then look at Zhou Chunling, who is still fiddling with romance in her past year, and a sense of disgust naturally rises in her heart.

It's like asking a person who is accustomed to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas to suddenly eat coarse steamed buns and vegetables that are not salty or light, do you think he may not be disgusted?

In the last row of the second group, dressed in a simple school uniform, Lu Qiaoyan, who was quiet and elegant, was still looking at the blackboard intently, taking notes on the book seriously.

Her purpose in coming to No. 1 Middle School is very clear, that is, to study hard, be admitted to a good university, and find a good job in the future.

Although her family is well-off, she still hopes to be able to rely on herself and be self-reliant.

However, her tablemate, the former Xueba Long Yunfeng, has already fallen asleep on the table.

Whenever she talked about the key points, she would gently touch Long Yunfeng, hoping that he would wake up and listen to the lecture well.

She is like this, although her personality may be a little rude and willful, but her heart is still quite hot.

However, Long Yunfeng seemed to have no heart and lungs, no matter how Lu Qiaoyan reminded him, he showed no signs of waking up.

This look of not taking others in his eyes at all made Lu Qiaoyan glared at him so angry that he almost gave him a hammer.

Hum! Miss Ben kindly reminded you to listen to the class, you are so heartless, I ignore you, although you used to be the top student in the high school entrance examination, but Miss Ben wants to see, how long can you eat that old instinct? ”

I don't know if it was the first reminder, and after he still didn't wake up, Lu Qiaoyan glanced at him angrily, simply turned his face away, and no longer paid attention to him.

Unexpectedly, this chick's heart is quite good. At the back of the classroom, Long Yunfeng's cross-legged spirit glanced at Lu Qiaoyan gratefully, and then smiled pleasantly.

Lu Qiaoyan didn't see it, and it was impossible to see it, an ordinary person who hadn't practiced martial arts or cultivated the Tao couldn't see the divine soul.

It was even more impossible for her to know that Long Yunfeng was not dozing, but that his divine soul had come out of the shell to cultivate Dao techniques.

Cultivation, in a sense, was indeed much more important to Long Yunfeng than studying the knowledge in the books that was used to cope with the exams.

After seeing the strength of the black dog, he understood that his current strength in the cultivation world could only be a small role that did not enter the stream, and any cultivator in the exorcism and manifestation realm would be able to beat himself to the point of being powerless, and even completely annihilate his divine soul!

What's even worse is that the cultivation organization behind that person's body is likely to have already registered him!

Others are unreliable, and there is no available force around them, the only way is to cultivate hard and improve their strength as soon as possible, so as to better protect themselves and the people around them.

Although the serious injuries on the body have not healed, the wounds suffered by the spirit have recovered.

Since martial arts can't be practiced for the time being, let's practice Taoism first, strength, and one point to enhance is one point.

The back of the classroom is backlit by the back door, and the wandering soul is afraid of light, this is undoubtedly the best place to practice Dao art in the entire classroom.

He quietly closed his eyes and fell into meditation.

In his heart, he silently recited the words on the "Xuan Ling Jue", slowly condensing the ghost qi in his thoughts and putting it into operation.

A Dao Senhan ghost qi condensed in one thought after another, then spread, and then flowed through the entire divine soul like flowing water.

At first, it was like a trickle, then it was like the water of the Yangtze River, and finally it turned directly into a monstrous wave in the sea, constantly impacting thoughts.

He only felt that one thought after another was rapidly expanding, and the light like Dao Crystal Glass bloomed on it, and wisps of black mist were released from the thought, and finally disappeared into the air.

What's going on? Why did it suddenly get colder? Several students sitting in the last row looked around suspiciously, and quickly wrapped their clothes tightly.

Some of them are fast-moving, and they just close the windows tightly.

It was not the same as the cold when the wind blew and the snow fell.

The cold is from the outside in, and can be resisted by wrapping thick clothes and bedding.

And this kind of coldness is from the inside out, as if it emanates directly from the bone marrow, even if you sleep in the electric blanket covered with a quilt, you will feel a little cold.

That's what they think.

Absorb the yin energy between heaven and earth, transform it into the ghost energy in the thoughts, and then use the ghost energy to wash away the yin fog in the thoughts, the thoughts will be strong and strong, no longer afraid of light, and the Taoist art will enter the realm of day travel. ”

What was released from my thoughts just now should be the mist that makes my thoughts photophobic, the lowest level of femininity, right? Long Yunfeng thought to himself, faintly feeling that his thoughts were full of ghost energy, and the power of his divine soul was much stronger than before.

He just smiled apologetically when he saw the students who were so uncomfortable and trembling like chaff that he had unleashed that he had released.

Classmates, I'm sorry to disturb your class, don't worry, those gloomy fogs will soon be dispelled by the sun. ”

Then he stood up and vigorously activated the ghostly energy in his thoughts, causing his spirit to float towards the sunny place.

This time, I was bathed in the sun, and I no longer had the pain that I felt when I first came out of the shell, almost suffering from the torture of cannon burning.

On the contrary, the feeling of being in the sun is almost the same as the physical body.

He was pleasantly surprised, and his spirit floated directly out of the window, running a few laps in the most vicious place of the sun.

Or nothing!

Day Tour! I finally broke through! He opened his arms, looked up at the sky, and shouted excitedly.

If it weren't for the geist, but the flesh, at least half of the campus would have heard his almost mad echo.

At this time, a piece of white chalk smashed on Lu Qiaoyan's head impartially.

Lu Qiaoyan was slightly stunned, and looked at Zhou Chunling on the podium in confusion.

This student, please wake up your tablemate. Zhou Chunling frowned and said angrily