I said such things to him in a serious voice, and if this still could not awaken the sobriety in his heart, then there was nothing I could do.

Sometimes, after trying hard, there is nothing wrong with giving up, I look at the person in front of me, and I still hope that he can wake up and completely pull himself out of the cover around him.

Yang Shuo sat there for a long time, without thinking anything about the last sentence with me, looking at him like this, I gradually calmed down.

As the saying goes, impulse is the devil, but who really doesn't have that impulse in their hearts! It's like hot water about to boil, bubbling up to the surface of the water, and I believe that there will be a moment when it reaches the boiling point, or something else, that's just a matter of time.

Right now, I just need to wait quietly for Yang Shuo's choice in front of me.

I'm not one of those who are afraid of losing, but I'm afraid I can't afford to lose at this moment.

If Yang Shuo can't be saved, then Fit's leg may not be saved, and the patients who are in a coma with him in the hospital are probably not saved, so the root of everything depends on him, and I hope he is still the doctor who is unusually responsible for his patients.

Time passed minute by minute, and he still did not change at all, I did not feel that my words had no effect on him at all, and at the same time I felt that my words had a great effect on him, otherwise he would not seem so painful at this moment.

Because he cares, he will feel pain, if he doesn't care from the beginning, then at this moment, he may still be drinking tea leisurely, and he will never be entangled and can't even say a word.

"Me, don't push me"

Suddenly, he jerked up, pushed me away from me, and rushed forward.

"Yang Shuo, where are you going?"

I snapped back and chased after him.

At this moment, his whole body was close to madness, running around this study for his life.

"I'm going out. Let me out. ”

He slammed into the door in front of him, slapping his hands desperately.

"Smack"

I rushed forward and slapped him in the face, telling him to calm down. Even if he really leaves this place, it won't necessarily solve the problem.

"Yang Shuo, you need to be calm, what your patient needs is a calm doctor, not a madman."

I pulled him and asked him to sit in a chair. Motioned for him to ease his mood at the moment. Raised his hand to pour him a cup of tea, signaling him to be steady first, but judging from his expression, it is estimated that this is not a cup of tea that can calm down completely.

"Calm down, I think I didn't have it from the beginning. From the moment I knew that I was trapped in a dream, I couldn't calm down, I abandoned my patients, forgot the hospital my father left me, and let those patients who were in a coma die little by little, I could have woken them up earlier, but I had a ridiculous choice to escape. You don't know how much I hate myself at the moment. ”

He jerked up his hand and grabbed my arms, it was so tight that I couldn't breathe, I knew he was feeling guilty at this moment, but if guilt was useful, no one in the world would regret it.

"Yang Shuo, listen, this is not the time to feel guilty, but to think about remedying it as much as possible. First of all, we're going to get out of this room, you know? ”

I grabbed him in front of me with my backhand.

He was stunned again, and stood there for a long time without saying a word. Then he gradually calmed down, and his eyes began to regain a trace of composure.

"I was a little out of shape just now, whether you are my fantasy character or not, but it always woke me up, I want to say thank you."

He calmly reached out to me, and I also reached out my hand and held him tightly. After the two of us reached some kind of agreement, we came to the door where we had left.

"I don't know if it's okay"

His expression was a little serious, even mixed with a hint of nervousness.

"Yang Shuo, I believe in you, and you have to believe in yourself as well."

I looked him in the eyes and told him. Maybe my words didn't work very well, but I think Yang Shuo at this moment always needs encouragement, although I don't know if what I said did not have an effect on him in the end, but the door was finally opened.

I don't know how he did it this time, but it was really opened, and now it was not a math test, and there was no need to write down every step to get the correct answer, so I didn't ask him this question again, and followed him out of the door that had been holding him for a long time.

A dream is a dream, everything was so true at first, but when we walked out of this door, it and everything in it miraculously disappeared in front of me and Yang Shuo.

The scene changed instantly, in fact, from the very beginning, I wanted to know what kind of salvation Yang Shuo was able to save everyone that the blue-clothed Daoist was referring to, after all, he hadn't even understood how he left this dream at this moment, and how he could save those patients, this was simply something I couldn't think of, but the scene that appeared in the next moment made me begin to understand a little.

It was the hospital, the hospital I was familiar with, and the hospital where I met Yang Shuo. Familiar hospital gates, familiar everything, does Yang Shuo want to treat those unconscious patients in his dreams, by the way, if this is the case, then everything makes sense, what cannot be realized in reality, what cannot be treated, does not mean that it cannot be realized in dreams, but I just don't know if the people treated in dreams can really get better in reality.

No, my idea is not right, maybe for others what happened in the dream is unrealizable, but for Yang Shuo, it happens to be inevitable, because he has this magical power.

I began to believe a little, and even thought of a way to save Fit, and was going to take Yang Shuo to heal Fit when all this was over, I believe that the blue-clothed Taoist would not lie to me, he said that Yang Shuo could save everyone with Fit, then he would definitely be able to save it.

With this in mind, I followed Yang Shuo into Nanxin Hospital in my dream.

The hospital in the dream is not as bright as the hospital in reality, and the lights inside are all dim and bright, not the whole light.

"Dr. Yang, you're here"

Not long after leaving, a little nurse hurriedly rushed over in front of him, and greeted Yang Shuo with a red face.

"Early"

Yang Shuo seemed to have become accustomed to smiling at the little nurse in front of him. (To be continued.) )