She looked at me for a moment, and said with a calm expression: "Qin Yuan, I am the soul ferryman. Looking at me with a surprised expression, she changed to a way that I could understand: "In your world, in your cognition, I am similar to a bull head and horse face, black and white impermanence, and it is okay to escort the deceased to the underworld or call the ghost." However, the title of that era was too old-fashioned, and the underworld was also keeping pace with the times and catching up with the trend, and we are now called the Soul Ferryman. ”

Hardly thinking, I could only fight back contemptuously with the absurd remarks of a girl in her twenties who looked energetic in her twenties: "Are you a ghost?" I'm still Lord Yama. Young girl, why don't you learn something well, and learn to cheat, isn't it? You don't inquire, I am a famous barrister in Qingcheng (HHHT alias), everyone loves me, and flowers bloom. Can you be deceived by this trick? Fool, you're still a little tender. ”

Her reaction was surprisingly cold, as if she were smiling, as if it were commonplace. She didn't speak, nodding her head for me to look back.

I turned around and stood on the bed, the man lying on the bed, tall and thin, white and pure. Wearing an oxygen mask, his face was covered with scars, and his head was wrapped in thick gauze. I scrutinized the handsome face that I had seen in front of the mirror for countless days and nights. I got goosebumps all over my body, and I was nervous. I looked up and looked around, and there was nothing but a bed and the testing equipment and equipment of the hospital. At some point, the girl was gone. The white walls of the room make the room even more empty. The "I" on the bed was wearing a hospital gown, and my face was weak and haggard, as if I was asleep, and I didn't move at all. On the display of the beeping ECG instrument, the undulating wavy lines determined that "I" on the hospital bed still had a heartbeat. At this moment, I noticed that my parents were sitting on the side of the bed, and I couldn't hold it anymore and shouted desperately:

"Mom, look back at me. Daddy, I'm here, I'm your son. It's not 'me' lying on this bed. "I panicked to the extreme, repeating over and over again and roaring illogical words. But my parents didn't respond.

"My hard-working son, I have bruises all over my body, what a sin I have to suffer, how can I do such a thing." My mother couldn't cry anymore, and my father rubbed my mother's wrinkled hands and looked at me quietly on the bed, his eyes already moist.

I was like air, and as I spun around and shouted hoarsely, they turned a deaf ear to me. When I realized that they couldn't hear me, I panicked and wanted to pat them on the shoulder. My father was a stone's throw away from me, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't touch his body like a magnet of the same sex. This invisible, outward force made me try many times with all my strength to no avail. Instead, my father's unintentional wave of his hand passed through my chest, and I didn't feel the pain, but instead felt a wave of dizziness.

I pulled away from my father's fist, and the vertigo quickly disappeared. I crouched on the ground and racked my brain, trying to restrain my manic heart, but I could not understand what was going on. I tried to comfort myself from a different perspective, maybe only with the explanation I was still in my dreams could give me a little peace of mind. In the middle of the night, people fall asleep and often have unrealistic and unexplained things happening.

There was a rush of footsteps, and before I could get up, the man went straight through my entire stiff body. With the same dizziness, I staggered and stood up only to see Yin Hui arrive in a hurry with two doctors in white coats. Two men and a woman panted and walked straight up to my parents, who hid the tears on their faces. "Mom, this is the chief surgeon who operated on Qin Yuan just now, surnamed Wang, Doctor Wang. This is Dr. Wu from the Department of Neurology. Yin Hui made a brief introduction.

I turned my attention to Yin Hui again, and made futile attempts again and again. "Yin Hui, can you see me? Can you hear me? Hui'er! "I asked questions continuously, giving up on the image that I should have held calmly and steadily when I was about to enter the year of standing in more than half a year. My voice was almost hoarse, and everyone was indifferent.

"Doctor, tell me the truth, what happened to my son?" The mother is the initiator of the problem, and the whole family is waiting for the outcome.

"Mom, I'm not here in a good manner, and the person lying on the bed is not 'me'. Mom, look at me, Mom! "My slightly calmer mood became agitated again.

Everyone's facial expressions told me that none of them heard me. Dr. Wang seems to have a major situation to announce, and I know him to shut up. He was not in a hurry, and said calmly: "I probably know about some of the accidents, but fortunately, the patient's physical fitness is not bad, and he was sent to the hospital for treatment in time." After surgery by the department, the patient is now out of danger of life. The eyes of Dr. Wang and Dr. Wu were intertwined, and as soon as these words came out, it was like taking a reassuring pill. I could see that my dad, my mom and Yin Hui and I were all relieved. Maybe my subconscious, I have identified with myself injured in bed, and I am just a dream God who can see everyone's faces. And the brief thought made me vaguely remember that I had a car accident in the evening.

Dr. Wu took out the film and moistened his throat, as if looking for the right wording in his head. "Dean Zhao has personally instructed me just now, this is a film that was urgently filmed overnight in our hospital. Of course, even without Dean Zhao's instructions, this is our duty, and we will definitely do our best. Your families can rest assured. Dr. Wu thought for a moment, then took out the film and showed it to everyone. Maybe it's a brain CT, maybe it's a brain MRI, but I have limited medical knowledge anyway. Dr. Wu forgot to say it, and they couldn't hear it even if I wanted to ask. Dr. Wu paused, his expression was as calm as water, and he gestured to the film in his hand and said, "Please watch the film, this is here, the patient has a hematoma with massive bleeding in the frontal lobe. The hippocampal structure on the right side of the skull also showed signs of damage. Intracranial hematoma removal surgery is usually recommended, and removal of the hematoma is conducive to reducing brain edema and facilitating the recovery of the disease. After the surgery, there may be varying degrees of coma, which may be a few days or dozens of days. ”

Perhaps the physician's management of facial expressions is privately well-trained in the department; Perhaps doctors receive patients and their families all year round, and it is not strange to see life and death, and their hearts have long become insensitive; It is more likely that the doctor-patient relationship has been stagnant for many years, making doctors cautious in their speech and behavior, walking on thin ice. Anyway, in my opinion, the severity of the illness is not evident from the doctor's subtle facial expressions. My parents, Yin Hui and the two doctors continued the conversation late into the night, and I had long lost patience. I believe even more that I am just in a dream, and everything is just a flower in the water, the moon in the mirror, and nothing else. Even the so-called "intracranial hemorrhage with hematoma" in the doctor's mouth may not have happened to me at all. At the moment I just want to wake up from my dream as soon as possible, and when the girl who was standing in front of my bed reappears, I will naturally follow her, maybe she can give me an answer to wake up from the dream.

Once again, I subconsciously reached for the doorknob of the ward, thinking that I would not be able to touch the object as before. The direction of the story was always beyond my expectations, and I actually walked out of the door like a magician, beyond my comprehension. Unlike wearing people, wearing doors does not make the body feel uncomfortable. In addition to being amazed, I didn't have time to think about it. Anyway, I think it's a dream, and let's see how the dream goes, is it a dream or a nightmare?