White sheets, the pungent smell of disinfectant water, and infusion bottles hanging from the bedside...... This somewhat familiar and extremely unfamiliar scene made Zhao Yang, who had just woken up, feel infinitely in a trance.

"I'm ...... Where is it? ”

Zhao Yang's lips trembled slightly, and he struggled to spit out a few words. Turning his head with difficulty, he looked around with great surprise and confusion, and the scenes between the familiar and the unfamiliar kept flashing in his mind like electric sparks......

"Doctors, hospitals?"

Zhao Yang blinked in confusion, his expression was still in a trance. As the memories that had been buried deep in his mind for a long time continued to surface, the confusion in Zhao Yang's eyes gradually turned into shock and overwhelm, so that his breathing became rapid and anxious.

"Y-How am I in the hospital? How could I be in the hospital! ”

Zhao Yang looked down at the hospital gown on his body, and just wanted to prop up his arms, but found that his body didn't obey the call at all, as if this was not his body, and it was extremely difficult to move even if he wanted to.

After struggling, Zhao Yang finally gave up.

Lying silently on the bed, blinking at the ceiling, there was silence.

"Hospital...... What a distant memory! ”

Zhao Yang muttered, as if he was whispering in a dream, with a sense of confusion.

"But how did I come back here...... Inside? Think about it, think about it. How long ago is that? Five hundred and thirty years? Or five hundred and thirty-six years? Not...... You'll have to think about it......"

Zhao Yang muttered, his thoughts gradually drifted away, and the deepest memories were re-excavated by him little by little.

"Five hundred and thirty-six years! That's right, it's five hundred and thirty-six years! But...... What am I now? Could it be that the five hundred and thirty-six years I remember were just a long dream? No! That's impossible! These more than 500 years of experience are vividly vivid, and it can never be just a dream......"

Zhao Yang shook his head slightly, and his thinking gradually became a little confused. In front of his eyes, a picture of the five hundred and thirty-six years of experience in his memory appeared.

The gloomy and dark sky, the inky clouds, the raging winds, the dull and oppressive terrifying aura that seemed to be the whole sky about to fall, the thick purple lightning like a dragon and a snake dancing wildly......

"That's right! None of this can be wrong. It wasn't a dream, and it couldn't have been so real. The kind of scene that is like the end of Shijie is indeed the apocalypse! My experience of cultivating in the 'Diyuan Immortal Land' for more than 500 years will never be fake! From the foundation building period to the tribulation period, the cultivation of each realm is vivid and clear. ”

"But...... I was obviously plotted by someone during the catastrophe and died in the catastrophe. How could it be that I was brought back to Earth? ”

Zhao Yang was at a loss in his heart.

The experience he remembered could be said to be incredible, even fantastical, for ordinary people!

When Zhao Yang was eighteen years old, he had just finished the college entrance examination, and finally couldn't help but ask out the class flower he had been secretly in love with for a long time at the same table and wanted to confess. But when the two were crossing the road, they encountered a speeding car, and Zhao Yang pushed the girl away in time, but he was hit by the car and flew out.

It was that unexpected car accident that made Zhao Yang's soul strangely cross into a shijie called 'Diyuan Immortal Land', which has no high-tech, but has all kinds of magical cultivation methods, which can make people cultivate to become immortals!

Zhao Yang traveled to the 'Diyuan Immortal Land' for more than five hundred years, from an ordinary disciple of a small sect who didn't know anything to the tribulation period, and became a veritable immortal Dao giant, an old monster-level figure.

When he was in Zuihou, he was plotted and killed by the catastrophe.

It's just that Zhao Yang couldn't have imagined that he didn't really die in the Heavenly Tribulation, and his soul actually traveled back to Earth again!

Just as Zhao Yang was confused and pondering, the door of the ward suddenly clicked and was gently pushed open.

Hearing the sound, Zhao Yang subconsciously looked up at the door.

I saw a woman in a white coat, about twenty-six or seventeen years old, walk in. The woman wears a pair of glasses on the bridge of her nose that looks very intellectual.

At the first glance of this woman, Zhao Yang couldn't help but feel amazing. Her face is so delicate, like a work of art, and the proportions are almost perfect!

Even in the more than 500 years of cultivation of the 'Diyuan Immortal Land', Zhao Yang never knew how many unbelievably beautiful female cultivators he had seen, but the woman in front of him still gave him a sense of amazement!

The woman's almost perfect face was something that Zhao Yang had rarely seen in the more than five hundred years of cultivation in the 'Earth Yuan Immortal Land'.

In addition to that almost perfect face, what attracted Zhao Yang the most was his intellectual and elegant temperament.

This is an excellent beauty!

This is the definition that Zhao Yang made at first sight.

Even if the other party is wearing a doctor's coat and can't show what the figure is, with Zhao Yang's eyesight, it can be concluded that even if this woman's figure is not as perfect as the proportions of her face, she is definitely not much worse.

"Y-You're awake?!"

The woman also found that Zhao Yang was looking at her fixedly with her eyes open, and her face couldn't help but show an expression of great surprise. hurriedly took three steps and two steps, and almost rushed to Zhao Yang's hospital bed.

"Hmm. Just woke up. ”

Zhao Yang nodded effortlessly. His gaze also withdrew from the woman's almost suffocatingly beautiful face.

He's not the kind of person who hasn't seen a beautiful woman.

In the hundreds of years of cultivation of 'Diyuan Immortal Land', especially after he became a successful cultivator and became an immortal giant, an ancestor-level figure, he had seen many stunning fairies.

Although the woman in front of him amazed him, she was not out of shape.

Hearing Zhao Yang's answer, the beautiful doctor hurriedly took off the stethoscope around her neck and examined him......

At the mercy of the beautiful doctor in front of him, who can be called a country and a city, after a series of examinations. Zhao Yang blinked lightly and looked at each other.

"You're in great physical condition, don't worry. Now that you've just woken up, the most important thing is to recuperate in peace......"

After the beautiful doctor exhaled lightly, she looked at Zhao Yangdao with a smile.

"Oh, by the way, my name is Liang Jing, and I'm your attending physician. For nearly two years while you were asleep, I was personally responsible for checking and monitoring your condition. ”

"Two years?"

Zhao Yang was stunned.

Was it just two years later?

Zhao Yang's expression was in a trance again, compared to the more than five hundred years of cultivation in the 'Diyuan Immortal Land', two years was really nothing, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a flick of his fingers.

Seeing that Zhao Yang was in a trance, Liang Jing couldn't help but say, "Okay, don't think so much." What you need most now is recuperation. Then slowly recover your body, you haven't moved for two years, even if a nurse helps you with a muscle massage every day, it will take a long time to recover before you can move as freely as a normal person......"

"Hmm."

Zhao Yang nodded his head, and immediately a thick tiredness invaded, and his eyelids closed lightly unconsciously......

Seeing Zhao Yang fall asleep deeply, Liang Jing's face couldn't help but show a relaxed smile, a patient who had been in a vegetative state for two years could wake up, which was a great relief for her as a doctor.

Retracting his gaze, Liang Jing turned around and left the ward......