Chapter 3 Dreams Come True

Chen Hao opened his eyes dimly, and what greeted him was still a piece of snow white, Chen Hao breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, it was not a dream.

"Qianqian! Qianqian! Chen Hao shouted excitedly.

shouted twice, no one answered, Chen Hao was wondering, a familiar voice sounded next to him, the voice was full of excitement and surprise, "Son, son, you're awake!" Is it a nightmare? ”

It was his mother's voice, Chen Hao's heart sank, was it really a beautiful dream?

Chen Hao turned his head and saw his mother Liu Juan's haggard face, her originally ruddy lips were pale and chapped, and her smart eyes were bloodshot.

"Mom, I'm fine, I feel good, don't worry." Chen Hao didn't know the injury of his body, so he didn't dare to make some movements, but just gave Liu Juan a bright smile.

Liu Juan trembled and stretched out her hand to touch Chen Hao's face over and over again, seeing her son's flexible eyes and smiling face, a heart that had been hanging for a long time finally let go.

"Good, good, good. I'm relieved that you're really fine. Liu Juan turned her head and wiped the tears from her eyes.

"Mom, where is this?" Chen Hao looked around, it should be a ward.

"This is the single room in your dad's hospital. If something happened to you that day, I sent you here, and you can recuperate here with peace of mind. You've been in a coma since you came here, and now you're finally awake. Mother babbled.

Chen Hao turned his head to look out the window, the sun was shining, the bright crape myrtle flowers were blooming brilliantly, it was trying to stretch its branches into the air, a gust of wind blew, and the flowers swayed gently in the wind.

"Mom, what time is it today?" Chen Hao didn't know how many days he had been in a coma.

"Today is the fifteenth, you have been in a coma for five days, by the way, your father still doesn't know what to do, I have to tell your dad to go, so as not to worry him." Liu Juan hurriedly stood up and walked out the door.

The back of my mother was so thin, and her hurried steps also seemed a little staggering.

In the five days that he was in a coma, his parents definitely didn't sleep a single night, and they didn't even close their eyes once, thinking of this, Chen Hao's eyes moistened.

Thinking of the four years of abandonment of the university, Chen Hao faintly regretted it in his heart, but what he lost was irretrievable, so he could only cherish the present.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to raise but does not wait. Mom and Dad, don't worry, I will not let you down, I will definitely make you happy, Chen Hao secretly swore in his heart.

The figure of his mother was no longer visible, Chen Hao withdrew his follower gaze, and quietly looked up at the ceiling, recalling what happened that day.

At that time, he was hit by a large number of fragments, and the wounds on his whole body were trivial, and the internal organs must have been seriously damaged.

Chen Hao took a deep breath, didn't notice any discomfort in his lungs, and then stretched out his hand and pressed on various parts of his abdomen, but there was no pain.

Chen Hao was injured five days ago, and the wounds inside his body could not have healed completely so quickly, and with so many wounds, his body would definitely be wrapped into a dumpling, but just now, he didn't find any traces of the bandage.

These phenomena are contrary to scientific common sense.

The only reasonable explanation, that is, what I dreamed about, is real.

Chen Hao untied his hospital gown, the skin of his whole body was smooth and ruddy, and there was no scar in sight.

Chen Hao clenched his fists excitedly and slammed the bed hard, only to hear a "clang" sound, the hospital bed was actually broken from it, Chen Hao's buttocks fell to the ground with the broken bed, but his head and feet rested on both ends of the bed, and his body was bent into the shape of the letter "V", like a cooked shrimp.

Chen Hao finally got rid of the entanglement of the quilt and stood up slowly.

What's going on? I didn't use much force to smash the bed just now, why did I smash the bed? Is this bed so fragile?

Chen Hao walked to the broken bed with a puzzled face, leaned down to observe the bed board carefully, and couldn't help but be surprised, it was a genuine iron plate.

Chen Hao grabbed the railing of the hospital bed and lifted it hard, but he didn't expect the whole person to lean back and almost break his waist.

Imagine what it would be like when you jerk a piece of paper onto it with all the force of your body.

The bulky bed was fluttering lightly in Chen Hao's hands, and Chen Hao looked down to see that the thick iron railing had been completely flattened by Chen Hao.

Qianqian said that she had fully repaired her body, and that her physical strength had increased by 500 times, and her strength had increased by 300 times.

Chen Hao decided to test the strength of his body, he swept his eyes left and right, and saw a fruit knife in the fruit basket on the bedside table, and reached out to hold it in his hand.

Looking at the faint and glowing tip of the knife, Chen Hao hesitated for a long time, but he was reluctant to let the child trap the wolf, so he gritted his teeth and slowly poked his arm with the tip of the knife, seeing that his skin was sinking little by little, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

Chen Hao was secretly happy in his heart, and slowly increased the amount of stabbing force, but it still didn't hurt at all. Taking the knife away, the skin quickly rebounded, Chen Hao took a closer look, and only a faint white mark appeared on the skin that was almost imperceptible.

It seems that all this is true! Chen Hao was ecstatic.

But where is Qianqian?

The door of the ward was pushed open, and Liu Juan walked in.

Seeing the bed in the middle of the ward that became a pile of garbage, Liu Juan couldn't help scolding: "What kind of broken hospital is this?" What kind of broken bed is this? Chen Jianguo, Chen Jianguo, you get in for me. Son, where did you hurt? ”

Liu Juan stepped forward quickly, suddenly froze, her eyes stared at Chen Hao's right hand, and the strong light reflected by the fruit knife pierced Liu Juan's pupils shrank, and her heart suddenly rose to her throat.

"Mom, you're back." Chen Hao said with a smile.

Liu Juan's heart skipped another beat, thinking to herself why her son's smile felt so mysterious, don't break your brain.

Father Chen Jianguo followed closely behind Liu Juan, saw the fruit knife in Chen Hao's hand, his neck shrank, and slipped behind Liu Juan, thinking: "I hurt my brain and nerves, this is a big trouble." ”

Liu Juan pointed to the fruit knife in Chen Hao's hand, and stammered, "Son, son, you, what are you doing with the knife?" ”

Chen Hao knew that his mother had misunderstood, grinned, and said, "Mom, I want to commit suicide." ”

Seeing Liu Juan's face turn white, Chen Hao hurriedly threw down the knife and apologized repeatedly: "Just kidding, it's a complete joke, I just want to peel an apple and eat it." ”

"You kid, you're too naughty." Seeing Chen Hao put down the knife, Liu Juan patted her chest, walked a few steps to Chen Hao's side, looked up and down, and said, "I want to eat apples, and my mother will peel them for you." Hey, what are you standing for, sit down. Liu Juan helped Chen Hao sit on the chair and peeled the apple neatly.

His father, Chen Jianguo, also walked over, seemingly expressionless, but his tightly pursed lips revealed the excitement in his heart.