I felt as if I was lying somewhere, looking up at the night sky, and all kinds of noisy sounds around me were flooding me. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Mom, Mom, are you okay?"

"Help Mom up!"

"How did you do it, so carelessly, to drop your mother like this?"

"It's not like I fell on my own, it looks like I was hit by something...

These voices are mixed together, just like many TV dramas when they dub memory flashbacks, with echoes and deafening.

The night sky is starry and pitch black, completely normal night sky, no longer red. I tried to sit up, but I found something that hurt me: I couldn't find my limbs. I had sight and hearing, but no sense of touch, it was like I had been made into a human being, as if my arms and legs had been cut off, and only my head remained. No, it's worse than Renbi, because Renbi at least has a body, and I couldn't even feel my own body at that time. Of course, if you can't feel it, it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist, sometimes after squatting for a long time, your legs are numb, and you can't feel it, so I want to use my vision to find my body, my limbs, but I find that I can't control my perspective at all!

I can only see the night sky now, I can't look up or turn my head when I want to, I can't even look down, I can't even feel my own head!

Just as I was anxious to cry, the night sky seemed to begin to topple, and it gradually left my field of vision, and new sights came into my field of vision, which I was very familiar with: the outpatient building of the hospital, the bicycle shed, and the hospital gate. It's all the same as what Sun Wukong saw when he flew me away, except that I couldn't see those fiery flowers.

"Quick, go to the rescue room!" This is my grandmother's voice.

"Mom, slow down, roll up your clothes and hold them for me." It's my mother's voice.

Although I had no body, I could clearly feel that everything in my field of vision was beginning to distort, and everything I saw was beginning to distort as if it were reflected in a haha mirror.

"Be careful, Boqing, you go down the ladder first, and help our mother below!" This is my aunt's voice. Boqing is my uncle. I could hear the sounds clearly, but the scene in front of me was still distorted, not only distorted, but also shaking.

I've become familiar with the feeling of being dragged along, tossing as much as I want, and having no way to do it.

"Chen Bo's soul is in this clothes, you hold it for me and unfold it." Grandma's voice again.

There was another sharp visual distortion, and I was back to my normal vision, which was the hallway of the inpatient department. And I was moving forward, and I could see my father, my aunt and uncle on the left and right, and my grandmother in front of me.

I just moved through the corridor of the hospital, and when the speed suddenly changed, I could clearly perceive myself being blown backwards or pushed forward by a force, and when I was moving forward at a constant speed, I didn't feel it obviously, I just saw the scene in my field of vision moving backwards. Gradually, I heard a voice from afar, both male and female, also echoing: "CPR!" Fast! ”

"Blood pressure drops!" "Jagged arteries!" “。。。” Although what they said was particularly lofty, it was absolutely clear from their tone that no matter how lofty the medical technology was, there was nothing they could do about the little child lying on the emergency bed.

The voices of the men and women came from the room in front of me, and there was a door between my family and the people inside.

My grandmother started slamming her fist on the door, shouting as she slammed, "Please, let me go in and have a look!" ”

The man's and woman's voices came from inside: "It's that old lady again, it's really annoying!" "If you don't do anything, you know how to make trouble!" These two bored voices were women's voices.

"Auntie loves her grandson very much, why don't we be accommodating?" It was the voice of the nurse watching on TV in our hospital room, and I could make out it.

"I'm going to get them away!" Another female voice.

"You're back!" This time it was a sonorous and powerful male voice.

"Doctor Yin...

"Open the door and let them in! I'm responsible for what went wrong! "It's still the same male voice.

The door opened, and I was thrust backwards with a force, and the scene quickly moved backwards. I saw all kinds of medical equipment, and the display showed some waveforms, and a tall male doctor was standing in front of the emergency bed, surrounded by five or six female nurses, one of whom was still rubbing the TV in our hospital room.

Lying on the rescue bed was a small child, wearing a ventilator, with a lot of plastic sheets attached to his body, and many wires sticking out of the plastic sheets were connected to various instruments that I can't name. That little kid was me.

I felt myself being pushed into the air by a force, and I looked at myself lying below in a bird's-eye view, and then he quickly took over my entire field of vision, and then I heard a "buzz" and knew nothing.

I regained consciousness and felt a swelling pain all over my body, and my mouth was dry and dehydrated. At the same time, a cool breath went straight from his chest to his throat, and he couldn't help but cough heavily.

"Wake up, wake up, the child is awake... Cotton swabs dipped in water, breath monitoring. In short, this is the second time I have been tossed, and the three chicken legs promised by Zhang Qianye have also been lost, because I will continue to eat liquid food today.

7 a.m. Ward.

In the ward, Zhang Qianye's parents came and prepared to change Grandpa Zhang back. While eating breakfast, Grandpa Zhang told his son and daughter-in-law about my night's horror last night, and they listened with staring eyes, and asked my parents about my condition from time to time. Outside the ward, my grandmother, who had been busy all night, fell asleep in a military coat, and she was finally able to rest with peace of mind. Touching my trouser pocket, the crumpled yellow paper charm was finally there, and when I took it out, I was shocked.

It used to have three sentences written on it, and now there are only two sentences left. I don't know when the first sentence is gone, does this mean that the first eons have passed?

Disaster? Three Tribulations? I remembered that long strange dream I had last night, and that little old man had told me a long list of things that I had to tell my family as soon as I remembered it clearly.

At that time, I was still very weak, but I was still struggling to speak, but my parents saw it and hurriedly stopped it, and my mother said, "Let's sleep in the morning, and if there is anything to say in the afternoon." So saying, he wiped me with a cotton swab dipped in water.

Zhang Qianye's grandfather was going back, and before leaving, he came over and entrusted us with a few sentences, which probably meant that he should take good care of the children and don't eat indiscriminately.

My dad also said that he would rush to the unit to have a look, because he only took one day off yesterday. Because there were no mobile phones at that time, many things that can be solved with a phone call today were very troublesome to do at that time.

8 a.m. The doctors started their rounds, and my grandmother woke up, because breakfast in the hospital cafeteria had been sold out, so she went outside to sell pancakes and fruits.

Dr. Yin, who was in charge of resuscitating me last night, walked into the ward, he was about 34,5 years old, tall, 1.8 meters, but he was mediocre, he wore a pair of glasses, and he spoke very casually, and at first glance he was the type he couldn't recognize in the pile of intellectuals. He was followed by another female doctor we had never seen before, probably in her 30s.

As soon as he came in, he asked, "How is the child?" ”

My mom replied, "So far, it's okay, I just don't know what the future holds, and to be honest, it scared the hell out of us last night." The child's grandmother is more than 60 years old, and his heart is not good, he really can't stand such a toss, doctor, you must take a good look, what is wrong with the child? ”

Dr. Yin smiled and said: "This child's case is indeed a bit special, I didn't sleep last night and didn't go home, I will write a report after your child is rescued, and I will hand it in today, I must observe it well, just in case, a full set of examinations will be done again, and we will do our best to reduce the cost, which you can rest assured." ”

My mother thanked the doctor, and the doctor then asked, "Where's Auntie?" My mother said that she went to the pancake stall and would come back in a while, and Dr. Yin turned her head to the female doctor and said, "Auntie tossed on the roof of our inpatient department until midnight last night, and finally saved the child at that moment." Saying that, he said to my mother: "By the way, I forgot to introduce, this is Dr. Yang from the Department of Psychology of our hospital, she is particularly interested in the psychological impact of family affection, love and other psychological effects on the patient's recovery process, I came to work this morning, I told her about last night's events, and she asked to come and talk to you." ”

My mother and Dr. Yang greeted each other, and Dr. Yang then asked, "How did that auntie get it last night?" ”

My mother told her that last night the old lady stood on the roof, kept shaking my hospital gown and my shirt, and called my name, and after half an hour, without any warning, she suddenly leaned back, as if she had been hit by something, and then she immediately took the blouse to smash the door of the emergency room, according to the regulations, the patient's family members should never be allowed to enter during the rescue process, especially this kind of critically ill patient, but Dr. Yin immediately decided and asked the nurse to open the door and let the old lady in. Then the old lady came into the house and put the dress on me, and then my physiological indicators began to return to normal from then on!

Doctor Yang opened his mouth wide when he heard this, at this time my grandmother stalled pancakes and fruits also came back, and saw the two doctors, first of all, they were grateful, and they didn't know what to say, Dr. Yang said: "In fact, it's not all the doctor's credit, your last moment of critical moment, it is the great power of family affection that awakens your grandson." ”

My grandmother disagreed, saying that it was a local method in the countryside called spiritualism, and if someone lost their soul, they could use it to get their soul back.

Dr. Yang from the psychology department obviously didn't believe this statement, but after hearing the three words of spiritualism, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, as if she wanted to laugh, but she still maintained restraint and said: "There may be a reason for the conjuring, but I think the more important factor is your belief in the strong love for your child... ”

At that time, I was in a near-death deep coma, and I basically didn't respond to any stimuli from the outside world, so I didn't understand how this belief saved me. Which is more idealistic, the success of spiritualism or the belief that saves lives?

Doctor Yin said to Dr. Yang: "Xiao Yang, in fact, it can't be completely explained by psychology, after all, there are still many things that science can't explain, didn't Qian Xuesen say it, the human body is a complex giant system, and there are still many mysteries of human science that we haven't explored and understood... "In the 80s, it was a magical era, when a demonic wind blew up and down the land of China, and masters from all walks of life emerged in endlessly, they claimed to be able to hear words with their ears, extinguish the Great Xing'anling Fire with their bare hands, change the molecular structure and so on...

In fact, to be honest, don't talk about human science, just the pair of stone lions, those weird car accidents, and the continuous deaths in the workshop are enough for science to drink a pot.

The patient and the doctor have a good conversation, the patient is sick, the doctor is able to save the life, this should be regarded as the most ideal kind of doctor-patient relationship. Until the doctor surnamed Yin wanted to see my yellow paper symbol.

Dr. Yin said, "If I could, I would like to see the yellow paper you often talked about." ”