In a daze, Lu Yu felt that he was still conscious.

The whole head was so heavy that it seemed to be fixed, and he didn't even have the strength to turn it.

The same goes for the body and limbs, every inch of skin seems to be tightly fixed, and not a single muscle can move, but every inch of skin is a hot sting, and I can't see, hear, or make any sound.

Am I dead? Where is this? Already in the Netherworld? If this is paradise, it shouldn't be such a "view" with nothing, right?

In a daze, Lu Yu saw his parents again, saw his grandmother, and saw some things that he had already experienced, which made him suspect that he was on the verge of death, because he had heard adults say since he was a child that before he died, he would definitely have a return to the light and would experience the things he had done before his life like a movie replay.

When he grew up, Lu Yu wanted to ask, who experienced life and death, and then brought this "experience" to share with people in the world? After knowing how to surf the Internet, Lu Yu has consulted a lot of information about this on the Internet, but almost all of them are as groundless as myths and legends, and some of them are even exaggerated, and they have moved out all the authoritative foreign institutions to "prove".

Lu Yu thought about the past and present lives again. Legend has it that after death, before being reincarnated, a person must go to Naihe Bridge to drink a bowl of Meng Po soup and wash away the memories of his previous life before he can be reincarnated. It is also said that some people have done evil in their lives, and after death, they cannot be reincarnated as human beings in the next life, but can only become animals to atone for their sins. If you want to be reincarnated as a human being, you need to drink Meng Po soup to forget your past life, then those who can't be reincarnated as a human need to drink it? If you don't use it, then it's hard for you to imagine that as a pig, you can remember the scenery and sins of your past life, but in this life, you can't speak human words, some can't write by hand, and in the end you have to be slaughtered by others, isn't it very miserable?

In addition, this kind of legend is basically from our country, if it really exists, after death, will I continue to be a Chinese person or a foreigner?

If there really is a past life, can you take a look at your past life and see if it has anything to do with that strange dream?

It's hot, but I only know that it hurts, and I don't know if I'm sweating.

Could it be that this is the "conveyor belt" to the underworld after death?

Lu Yu thought of Xiao Lin, Li Yuanhong, and Xiao Yan. I wonder how they're doing now? And the other people on the plane, are they all dead?

Lu Yu wanted to reach out and touch his eyes, but found that he couldn't even move a finger, including something as simple as frowning slightly.

Is it really dead?

Lu Yu felt a deep despair. Unexpectedly, after all, he still couldn't get close to Qin Shi Huang. Even after two thousand years of separation, even his bones did not have a chance to come close.

I couldn't even feel the sound of my heartbeat, so I must have died. Lu Yu thought to himself. I didn't expect that people really have souls, and they can still have so many thoughts after they die. I just don't know how long this boundless darkness and inability to move and see will last, and I wonder if it will really reach the netherworld that people have been saying for thousands of years?

Thinking of the Netherworld Mansion, Lu Yu thought to himself, if there really is, then if he goes to the Yama Palace, I don't know what kind of crime he will be sentenced to? When I was a child, I was naughty, but my morality was passable, although I usually liked to joke, but I wouldn't talk nonsense like the three aunts and six women, and I didn't do anything evil, so I guess I can be reincarnated as a normal person, right?

Thinking of the plane crash again, it should be reported on various domestic TV stations and the Internet now, right?

Suddenly feeling sad, Lu Yu thought of his parents at home. They should know about the plane crash, right? They should also know that their son flew to Xi'an on that plane, right? Parents must be very worried about themselves, and the father blames the mother for being a "loving mother and a loser", how can he let himself play, and now something has happened. The mother would keep blaming herself, and then they all still had a glimmer of hope, the mother would go to the temples everywhere every day to pray to the gods and worship the Buddha to bless her son to be safe, and the father would ask around for news every day, and when he came home, he would smoke all the time with a stiff face, and he would not talk to his mother much, and when he spoke, he would quarrel because of his son's affairs.

Then, as time went on, one day there was a news report on TV that the crashed plane was found, and no one on board survived.

Lu Yu even imagined that the rescue team sent by the state found the wreckage of the plane somewhere, and perhaps found them with broken bones. Thinking of his horrific death, Lu Yu felt that he couldn't help but shudder.

Then the parents despaired. The white-haired man sends the black-haired man, the mother washes her face with tears every day, and the father is also in tears.

Lu Yu's heart ached for a while, and he hated to fly to his parents immediately and say "I'm sorry" to them. I don't know if they can hear it.

Suddenly, it felt like hot liquid slid down to the temples.

That's tears! Lu Yu was a little puzzled, when people died, would they still shed tears? It is said that after death, the soul does not leave the body immediately, and tears can be heard cries from relatives. But Lu Yu felt that he had been thinking about things in the dark environment for a long time! And from the moment I became conscious, although my body couldn't move, my eyes couldn't see, and my mouth couldn't open, I could think about so many things clearly, and more importantly, I felt a hot stinging sensation all over my body!

Isn't he dead? Lu Yu immediately thought that he might be lucky to survive the plane crash, but he was seriously injured, and he didn't even know where he was injured, so he couldn't control his body, and he could only make his own conjectures in his brain, but he couldn't prove that his judgment was right or wrong.

Suddenly, Lu Yu thought of another word that made him shudder.

Vegetable!

In medicine, a vegetative person is a special state of the human body that is similar to the state of existence of a plant. In addition to retaining some instinctive nerve reflexes and the ability to metabolize matter and energy, his cognitive abilities, including his own existence, have been completely lost, and he cannot have any active activities. In medicine, it is also known as plant state, irreversible coma. In such a state, the brainstem still has a function, and when it delivers nutrients to its body, it can also digest and absorb it, and can use this energy to maintain the body's metabolism, including breathing, heartbeat, blood pressure, etc.

Instinctive reflexes to external stimuli can also occur, such as coughing, sneezing, yawning, and other behaviors.

Could it be that in his current state, he has really become a vegetative person?

However, in medicine, it is clearly said that vegetative people have no consciousness, perception, thinking and other advanced neural activities unique to human beings, so why do they have them? Is it a medical error? Or is it another of the vegetative ones?

Lu Yu kept searching in his mind, looking for the information he had read in books and on the Internet in the past, trying to confirm that he was indeed alive and not a vegetative person, but because he didn't study well when he was in school, his knowledge of biology was almost blank, and within the scope of what he could know at present, he couldn't find anything that could confirm that he was not really a vegetative person. He can only rely on the little "medical" knowledge he knows and the pieces of medical information he has seen at the end of the net, hoping that he will not really win so many "awards" in a row.

I don't know how long it took, Lu Yu suddenly felt that someone probed his breath with his fingers, then touched his forehead, and then rolled his eyelids.

Lu Yu felt a little stinging in his eyes, but he couldn't see anything, it was blurry, and he couldn't open his eyelids by himself. Even if his eyelids were opened as he was now, he couldn't feel a glimmer of light.

Then his head and shoulders were propped up.

Hurt!

Despite this, Lu Yu still wanted to yell to that "person" that he was not dead, and begged that "person" to help save him quickly! But he couldn't do anything, he couldn't move his lips or the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't make a sound in his throat.

Then, he found that his mouth was stretched open a little, and then a stream of liquid that could not tell whether it was hot or cold flowed into his mouth, and he could clearly feel it as it slid over his teeth and tongue! But I can't tell the difference between hot and cold, and even the tip of my tongue can't tell whether it's sour or sweet, or bitter. And his nose seemed to be out of order, and he couldn't smell the liquid, whether it was fragrant or smelly, but felt that the liquid was constantly sliding from his mouth to his throat, and into his esophagus and into his stomach.

Have you lost even your sense of smell and taste?

However, he could not "swallow", and the liquid was more than spilling from the corners of his mouth, from his cheeks and chin, dripping onto his shoulders, from his chin to his collarbone, and from his chest, with only a small part of it flowing into his stomach.

Lu Yu couldn't care about the pain at this time, and he didn't blame that "person" for not even wiping it for him, but he tried his best to frown or move his fingers, hoping to be found alive.

But all in vain. Lu Yu felt that he was flattened again, obviously that "person" had finished feeding the unknown liquid, but at this time Lu Yu couldn't hear any sound, and he didn't know if he left.

When lying down, there is a soft and comfortable feeling, but there is a slight feeling of scratching the skin. Is this a bed? It doesn't feel like a Simmons mattress, and it doesn't look like a hard bed, so where is it?

Hospital? Hospital beds don't feel that way.

Or...

Meng Po Soup?!

Lu Yu felt a chill. Maybe he was really dead, but he didn't even have to go to the Yama Palace, so he was fed Meng Po soup, washed away all his memories and then went to reincarnation. Could it be that the underworld really exists, but it is not the same as the legend, some people need to go to the underworld to suffer sins after death, and some people can be reincarnated directly? But after his death, he couldn't even see the famous King Yama, and he couldn't even see a few ghosts, so he drank Meng Po soup and was pushed to reincarnate, so he would have died too much.

Then Lu Yu felt a burst of amusement, people in the world are often afraid of ghosts and gods, especially the kind of people who have done bad things, after death, they are afraid of seeing ghosts, afraid of seeing the king of Yama, but he wants to meet this legendary god who dominates the underworld for a while.

Qin Shi Huang was so beautiful during his lifetime, and after his death, he made so many terracotta warriors and horses to be buried together, so when he arrived in the underworld, would he also want to occupy the underworld and be the king himself?

He suddenly thought of the "clergyman" who fed him the "Meng Po soup" just now, could it be that the Meng Po in the legendary underworld was not an individual, but a position? Because not to mention the whole world, there are so many people in my country, people are born every day, and people die every day, if Meng Po is just an individual, then how can she deal with so many ghosts who want to be reincarnated.

Lu Yu began to desperately use his brain to recall what he had done "before his death", for fear that after a while, those memories would disappear.

However, he felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, and slowly, he lost any ability to think.

I don't know how long it took, but Lu Yu gradually regained consciousness.

Hey? Lu Yu felt strange in his heart, because his brain could still remember what had happened before at will. Could it be that Meng Po soup has not yet had an effect?

In fact, he didn't know how long he had been unconscious, and because everything was the same, his eyes still couldn't open, his hands and feet couldn't move, and he even thought that all his muscles were loose and uncontrollable, because he couldn't frown. He couldn't infer how much time had passed since he became conscious. He couldn't even count the number of times he was conscious and unconscious.

His head was held up again, and Lu Yu knew that it must be the "clergyman" who fed him "Meng Po Soup" before. Then he felt the liquid slip from his mouth and into his throat.

It's feeding medicine! Although Lu Yu couldn't smell it, and he couldn't taste the taste of the liquid in that bowl, this was the second time, and it must be the right medicine! His heart was excited, grateful to the man who was feeding him medicine.

After feeding the medicine, Lu Yu was put down flat.

This time his emotions began to get agitated. It turns out that he really didn't die! Haha, then presumably the place where he is now must be in the hospital, being treated. I don't know if Xiaolin and Xiao Yan were also rescued, and I must be treated in the hospital? What a joy it is to be able to survive after falling off a plane, even happier than winning the first prize in the welfare lottery.

After all, no amount of money can buy back a life.

Lu Yu thought to himself, since he can "win the lottery", then Xiaolin and the three of them may be the same, right? Because the seats in the cabin are in the front and rear rows, it stands to reason that the difference in treatment should not be that big, right?

Then he thought of his parents again, wondering if his parents were sitting on the side of the hospital bed and watching him, waiting for him to wake up?

That's great. Lu Yu thought to himself, as long as he can recover, his parents will be very happy, even if he wakes up, it doesn't hurt for his parents to blame a few words, his life is picked up, are he still afraid of beating and scolding? Besides, my parents must be happy to wake up, and they may not even blame themselves.

Lu Yu began to try some simple behaviors, such as frowning brows, lips, and breathing hard. Although he did not succeed as ideally, he did not give up and worked hard again and again.

The man would come at regular intervals to feed him his medicine and move his head, chest, and right arm. Lu Yu felt that there were things entangled in these three places on his body, and he must have been seriously injured. And especially in the head, Lu Yu explained to himself "very well" in his heart that it was because of the injury to his head, which nerve his blood pressure might have gotten to, so that he only had touch and thought left, and the rest of his consciousness was lost. Isn't that what happens on TV? As long as the blood is dispersed through drug conditioning, he will naturally recover.

It's just a little strange to him, what kind of hospital is this? Usually if you are seriously injured, shouldn't you be given a hanging needle? Why did I realize it from the beginning to now, and I didn't feel like I had a sling needle? Could it be that since the "surgery" to regain consciousness, there is no need for hanging injections? But since I recovered, I have never felt hungry, where is the daily nutrition provided by my body? Is it enough to support the bowl of medicine that overflows seventy or eighty percent?

Finally, one time, when the person was about to feed him medicine again, Lu Yu felt a strong smell of yam slowly approaching him. Moreover, Lu Yu clearly felt his brows furrowed! This excited him for a long time. Moreover, this time, Lu Yu's throat was able to take the initiative to swallow that medicine, it was still bitter!

This feeling is like sweet and happy for Lu Yu at the moment, what a comfortable feeling! The long-lost sense of taste and smell is finally back!

Because the brow can finally move on its own!

Although he still can't see, hear, or move, he is still so happy! Because at least he began to regain some of the things that originally belonged to his body's instincts, and at the moment these functions were so precious and luxurious to him!

Moreover, he finally felt his faint heartbeat.

In the next conscious time, Lu Yu began to make various attempts, his brows were already moving, but his eyes could not be opened; The nose can also be slightly wrinkled, and even the nostrils can be stretched out.

If you can't move at all for a long time, once you regain these abilities, you may also do some actions that usually seem boring and disgusting.

Then he began to try to move his lips, trying to tilt the corners of his mouth up or down, trying to move the muscles at the corners of his mouth, even the Adam's apple.

Then he began to try to take deep breaths, trying to contract his ribcage, and at one point even felt himself snoring. Then he began to try to move his fingers and toes again.

I don't know how long it was, but it felt like the man would feed him medicine every once in a while, and move his head, chest, and right arm. Lu Yu began to know that he was changing his dressing. At first, maybe he pulled the wound and kept feeling pain, and Lu Yu still scolded him for being rude in his heart. Slowly, Lu Yu felt no longer so painful, and thought that the wound should be close to healing. But Lu Yu doesn't know what kind of injury he has become? Is the wound deep, is the bone broken?

I don't know how many times I drank the bowl of potion or how many times I changed the medicine, Lu Yu obviously felt that his physical condition was getting better and better. At one point he deliberately counted his heartbeat, which was about 55 beats a minute.

The heart rate of a normal adult is between 60 and 80 beats a minute in a healthy way, while an athlete can reach a heart rate of about 50 to 60 beats a minute because of regular exercise. Lu Yu only has such a heart rate when he is slowly recovering, which proves that his body is slowly recovering.

During this period, there was no excrement in the body. Lu Yu smiled bitterly in his heart, he didn't eat, how could there be excretion.

But it's not logical, even if there is no stool, there should be urine, right? Or I peed on my bed I don't know how many times I didn't know it. Moreover, I haven't felt hungry in a long time.

And slowly, Lu Yu felt that the number of times he changed the medicine was less, and the Chinese medicine he drank also changed the taste, and it was not as bitter as before, but he didn't know the time, so he could only speculate that it was a bowl of medicine a day, and the wound was originally changed about once every two days, and it slowly became about once every four or five days.

Lu Yu began to feel that the wound would itch, it was very itchy, and if he could move, he would definitely scratch it with his hands.

Finally one time, when Lu Yu tried to take a deep breath, he suddenly coughed violently because he inhaled too hard!

This made him so happy, because his eyes were open!

The "bright light" made him squint his eyes again, and after a long time, he realized that his eyes could be opened! So he slowly squinted his eyes to adjust to his surroundings, and finally, his eyes were able to see!

What an exciting thing for him!

But the scene that caught his eye surprised him again.