But no.

I think of the paradox that I have remembered so many times: chance and necessity.

If I go to buy a lottery ticket, it's impossible to win; But billions of people buy lottery tickets, and someone is bound to win it - so, will I win? Which is the truth, which is the truth, which is the reason, which is the truth, which is the truth? Should I try to get myself in? Can I control it? Am I in control? If I win, what does that mean? Does it mean that I am lucky? - Of course, I definitely won't.

Since I admit that I will definitely not win the lottery, then on what basis do I say that I am a genius? On what basis do you say I will succeed? Why do I say I'm different? How can I say I have a personality? How can I say I have a mind? If I'm really a genius, really so lucky, what's the difference between that and me winning the lottery?

All in all, let's move on back to discuss my issues. I remember being shot in the chest by several men with pistols, and bullets rained down on my chest – would I have died?

From the "personal" point of view of the "lottery", I would definitely die; From the "collective" point of view of the "lottery", I am certainly not going to die.

If I had died, I would not have known that I had died; If I hadn't died, I'd know I'd not have died—so I'm certainly not going to die, and "not dying" is the only outcome.

But what does this "inevitable immortality" mean? What does it say? Mean I'm lucky? Does it mean that I am the chosen one? Or is it like an accident, like a lottery?

It hurts a lot......

In fact, there will always be a guy who will live and write you a story about his luck. There may be an infinite number of worlds, about 10 billion worlds, and there are 9,999,9999,999 "I" in them, all of whom have died, and only one "I" has survived, so that "I" will tell you this story.

Obviously, this is not lucky, the "1" me is lucky for the "9999999999" me, but it is inevitable and unique for you. You don't care about me at all, and the world doesn't care about me.

All in all, you'll see that I'm not dead, just as people will always see that a bullet must be in a bullet hole.

All in all, to me at the time, I might or may not die; For me in the future, I will never die; For those of you who don't think it's a big deal, I'm not going to die - in fact, it doesn't matter if "I" is "me" or not. It doesn't matter if I'm a dog – as long as it's an interesting dog, I'll write you an interesting memoir.

In short, that's why I'm alive.

I opened my eyes.

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I opened my eyes.

Overhead is a giant lamp.

This lamp is round and more than a meter in diameter. Headlights are made up of dozens of small lights. I know, it's the shadowless light of the Royal Hospital. Everyone knows that everything has a shadow, except for ghosts. However, this "shadowless lamp" has no shadow, just like a ghost.

My head is heavy.

Although I knew that my head must have weight, I didn't realize that my head had weight, and now, I felt my head pressed against the pillow, as if it weighed a thousand pounds—and even my head was flattening!

I could feel my limbs, but I couldn't feel the muscles of my limbs, I couldn't move at all. I could feel warm fluid in my arm injecting into my lower arm vessels, I could feel cold fluid in my calf injecting into my thigh veins, but I couldn't move at all.

I rolled my eyelids down and looked at them.

I saw red tubes in both arms, and it was clear that it was a blood transfusion.

I also saw white tubes inserted in both calves, and it was clear that this was an infusion.

I saw a large white cloth on my chest, and seven or eight pipes protruding from the hole in the white cloth, and I didn't know what it was for. There were three thick pipes connected to three large machines, which were constantly turning.

Other than that, I didn't feel anything, and it didn't hurt at all. But I know they must have given me numbing. Without anesthetic, I would have died of pain.

Anesthetics make people give up the sense of pain, and they give up all feelings. I could barely feel my body, as if my body had nothing to do with me.

At this time, the dozing palace maid on the side shouted: "He's awake!" Go and call the head! ”

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Soon, their leader, Zhao Pumin, came.

Zhao Pumin is the chief imperial physician of Datang and the president of Datang Royal Hospital.

Anyway, all the people in the inner court died, and he happened not to die, plus he was interested in medicine, so he became the chief imperial physician and director of the Royal Hospital. After he became the chief royal physician and director of the Royal Hospital, he worked hard to learn medical skills, and read all the medical books in the Royal Library and the Senate Library, so that he became the real chief imperial physician and director of the Royal Hospital.

Zhao Pumin pushed his small glasses and said, "What a miracle!" I thought you wouldn't wake up! Ordinary people may just take a breath and see Hades. ”

Me: "! I don't believe in Hades, how can I go to see him! ”

Even I'm so strange to speak! Then I realized that I had tubes in both nostrils and two tubes in my neck!

Me: "What am I doing right now?" ”

Zhao Pumin lowered his head and said, "You have been shot several times, but it doesn't matter, everything is under control." Don't talk too much, don't think nonsense, take care of your injuries. ”

I continued to say in a voice I didn't even recognize, "When will I be all right?" ”

Zhao Pumin touched the tip of his nose: "At least for a few months." Just lie down and rest, don't think about it. ”

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At this time, there was a noise at the door, and two people came in: Zhao Yuyang and Zhang Qiangsheng.

Zhao Yuyang: "What the hell, this happened in the palace!" ”

Zhang Qiangsheng: "I tortured them, and a group of people were released, but the more people bit them, the more chaotic things became, and now even we don't know who is the mastermind." ”

Zhao Yuyang said to Zhang Qiangsheng: "This is spontaneous good!" Don't be messing around! Tens of thousands of arrests, not enough? ”

Zhang Qiangsheng said to Zhao Yuyang: "What do you mean by 'spontaneous'? Spontaneity also has a reason. ”

Zhao Yuyang: "The reason lies in the imperial court!" The court said that they would kill the Son of God every year, every month, every day, and all the time, and now people think that he is the Son of God, so they kill him. ”

Zhang Qiangsheng: "You mean, the responsibility lies with the imperial court?" ”

Zhao Yuyang: "This is an accident!" It's like lifting a stone and hitting yourself in the foot, it's an accident! ”

Zhang Qiangsheng: "There are no accidents. There must be a conspiracy, a reason, and an instigation. ”

Zhao Pumin looked at them and then at me, but did not speak.

Damn it! I'm all like this, and they're still arguing.

If I hadn't been able to move, I'd have smashed their dog's head a long time ago!

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At this time, there was another noise at the door, and Queen Dongfang Mingyue came over.

Her eyes were red, and when she came, she squatted in front of the bed and touched my face. Her tears fell all at once, drop by drop, like pearls. She wanted to speak, but she sobbed and couldn't.

Hey, if you can have a queen cry for me, the Sprinkle family is worth it in this life.

There was a louder voice at the door again, and then-Tang Emperor Li Hongsi came in. Empress Park Qinghong followed behind the emperor.

People hurriedly knelt down, ready to shout long live the mountain.

The emperor waved his hand: "Excuse me." ”

He walked up to me and looked me all over. He reached out to touch me, and I was probably covered in tubes, and he didn't know where to start, so he put his hand back.

The emperor asked Zhao Yuyang and Zhang Qiangsheng next to him: "Have you found out?" ”

Zhang Qiangsheng: "There are people from Gyeonggi, people from Hebei, people from the Divine Cult, people from cults, people from Liaodong, people from Lingnan, people from Jiangnan, ......"

Zhao Yuyang frowned: "It's none of their business!" In the past, when Zhao Zhengbao rebelled in Hebei, he pretended to be the Son of God - and even anyone who rebelled before, they all pretended to be the Son of God - so the court said that anyone who called the Son of God would die. In fact, Chen Ju and Zhang Wuming had written a lot of holy decrees to exterminate the Son of God before, but they didn't expect him to harm himself...... What a wickedness! ”

Emperor: "Is there a god son then?" ”

Zhao Yuyang: "No! There is no Son of God! There are no saints! There is no prophet! There is no God! Nothing! It's all a lie! ”

Emperor: "Then Li Yuyao, no, isn't Li Yuqin a saint?" ”

Zhao Yuyang: "No! She probably just has some kind of blood in the Holy Land, and these are all self-proclaimed, just like the Son of Heaven......"

He looked at the emperor in horror.

The emperor looked disappreciative and said, "It's like the Son of Heaven is also fake, isn't it?" I know that, I know it all. There is no Son of Heaven, no Son of God, and no Holy Maiden! ”

The room was quiet for a while, save for the sound of machines.

Zhao Pumin: "Your Majesty, Queen, he has to rest a lot, and he can't stay awake like this all the time." ”

"All right," the Emperor waved his hand, "let's go, let him rest a little longer." ”

So, the people all left.

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In the past few days, many people have come to see me, such as Dongfang Yongbai, Lu Chengzhi, Chen Enze, and Zhang Kangning.

Through them, I know a little bit about these days.

First of all, "these days" means "ten days". That is,, I was in a coma for two weeks! The imperial court has already written my "eulogy"!

No one could have imagined that I would survive.

In the past ten days, the imperial court has wantonly arrested people for strange reasons. The Secret Service and the Intelligence Department arrested people on charges of rebellion, and the Criminal Department and Jinyiwei arrested people on charges of cults. They tortured people as soon as they were arrested, and with melons and vines implicated, there are now no less than 100,000 people in various prisons, and things have long been in chaos!

And it seems that this matter has long been out of my business, and all forces say that the other party did it, and the purpose is to bring down the political enemy, and they don't care about the truth of the matter at all.

For example, the secret office insisted that Jinyiwei did it, because there was an assassin who was born in Jinyiwei.

The Ministry of Punishment insisted that the Inner Court did it, so the Inner Court actually let several assassins go to the palace with guns!

The people in Gyeonggi blamed the province for doing it, and the province blamed Gyeonggi for doing it.

Confucianism blames the gods, and the gods blame Confucianism......

In the end, the emperor looked at the 100,000 "confessions" and got angry! He slapped the dragon chair angrily: "Enough! That's the end of it! Kill all the assassins, let everyone else go, and don't check again! Now hurry up and revive him, and leave nothing else to worry about. ”

I didn't expect to get into such a big trouble! But I'm proud to see that people value me so much.

It's very difficult for people to get this far, and I'm quite happy with myself getting this far.

My mom and dad came to see me, too. The Royal Hospital is on the 150th floor of the palace, and it is already very rare for my father and mother to enter the palace.

My mother hugged me and cried, and wanted to tell me stories, but my father took me away. The mother looked reluctant, and the father looked pained.

Isn't it just lying down for a few months? Is it so sad? It's like I'm going to die!

Zhao Pumin said: "Don't worry! I am the director of the Royal Hospital, and I am the most powerful among the billions of people in the world! You can rest assured, just have a few more surgeries! ”

Me: "Surgery? Still have surgery? ”

Zhao Pumin: "Don't worry! It's okay! There I am! Take care of your illness, and you will be discharged alive! ”