Chapter 1: Restoring consciousness

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Look, he's awake, his eyes are moving, his fingers are moving. The voices of a group of familiar people came into my ears, including my wife, my brother and my mother. I'm really awake, my consciousness is slowly recovering, I want to move, but my whole body is very heavy, why can't I move? I tried all my strength to open my eyes, and I was greeted by a group of people, I wanted to greet them, but I couldn't make a sound, and the action of opening my eyes caused a burst of cheers and crying, and I no longer had the strength to dominate my eyelids, and finally closed my eyes. I saw myself in a hospital room.

The door of the room was pushed open, and a footstep hurried in, and then my wife said with some excitement in a crying voice, "Doctor, he woke up, he just opened his eyes, and he definitely didn't have amnesia, and his IQ was not affected, just now he opened his eyes and wanted to talk to us, but he didn't make a sound, but I understood the lip language, and I called me my wife, which means that he knows me."

The doctor's voice was also filled with joy: Congratulations to your whole family, this kid really survived.

From their conversations, I know. I had a very serious illness, called cerebral hemorrhage in Western medicine, and stroke in Chinese medicine, I tried hard to search in my mind, cerebral hemorrhage and stroke, Wu Lao in Zhao Benshan's sketch was cerebral thrombosis, Sima Yi pretended to be sick at home in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and the pretending illness seemed to be a stroke, and finally seized the power of Cao Cao's family. That's all there is to it. The location of my brain hemorrhage is in the brain stem, and the amount of bleeding is 5 ml, this position and this amount of bleeding, the mortality rate is as high as 95%, this doctor has been working in this hospital for 19 years since graduation, I am the first person in this hospital to get this disease, and I am alive in the intensive care unit for nine days. No wonder, my parents showed up, when I was a sophomore in high school, they were divorced, one remarried, the other remarried, and I haven't seen them for years. When I was first taken to the hospital, I was given a critical illness notice.

I was admitted to the hospital and was admitted straight to the intensive care unit. My wife signed it when she rushed to the hospital. And called my mom and dad and my brother. The doctor's advice was to ask my family to hurry up and prepare for my funeral, telling my family that I would never wake up, and that there had never been such a successful case before.

There was a knock on the door, and the nurse called the doctor away, and as he was leaving, the doctor told my family that I would have the strength to open my eyes and talk tomorrow.

People started selling sick meals in the corridors of the hospital, and I knew it was night, and the people in the ward were leaving, leaving only my brother and my wife.

I started slowly collecting memories, and I wondered what the hell was going on?

It's almost the end of the year, and a friend runs a renovation company, and his hometown is in the countryside around Spring City. Both parents live in their ancestral house in the countryside. The friend proposed that at the end of the year, everyone would be lively and lively, buy two fat pigs that had not been fed pig food and grew up eating grain, slaughtered in the house of his hometown, and everyone would eat a meal together, and everyone would share some meat for the New Year. This kind of activity is often organized when we are resting.

It took about 40 minutes to drive from Chuncheng to my friend's hometown. The night before, I agreed with the branch manager of a bank that I was driving and he was in my car. But on the second day, the president brought a friend, and his friend had just picked up an off-road vehicle in the 4S store, and wanted to take this opportunity to run at high speed, and it was this friend brought by the president who saved my life. When I left home in the morning, I felt very tired, and when I went out, my wife told me to drink less alcohol and eat less fatty meat. This woman has been accommodating me for so many years and accompanying me from poverty to wealth.

The houses in the countryside were burning very hot, and the children looked out through the windows, playing around the parked cars, and their little faces were red from the cold. There were two large cauldrons in the yard, boiling water in the pots, whirring white steam, and a simple shed covered with plastic sheeting, in which five or six men were tidying up two fat pigs. What a familiar picture, when I was a child, I also grew up in the countryside, at that time, if anyone killed pigs, they would call the men of the neighbors to help, at that time, it seemed that every household raised pigs, as soon as they entered the wax moon, after eating their family and eating your house, you can feel the flavor of the New Year everywhere. At that time, we were all looking forward to the New Year, because the New Year can be changed from head to toe with a new one, you can set off firecrackers, and there are a lot of delicious food, you can eat once a year, everyone has to say auspicious words, from the first day of the first month to the fifteenth day of the first month to twist Yangge. Now, through several years of hard work, we have a certain status in the city, we have a house, a car, and money, our horizons are getting broader and broader, our desires are getting bigger and bigger, and our human touch is getting weaker and weaker. How can I feel so much emotion today?

Rural meals are so affordable. Use a pot to serve vegetables, use a bowl to drink, a large pot of pig-killing vegetables in the center of the table, pork sauerkraut vermicelli and blood sausage, a small bowl in front of me that can hold 4 taels, and pour it full of liquor.

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