Finally, the old doctor put down the earpiece and hung it around his neck. But he didn't squeak, but instead used his hands to press lightly on his abdomen, and the rhythmic and methodical pressing forced Jiang Chenghuan to meet his pressure and gasp. The earpiece on the old doctor's chest kept swinging in the direction of his force, pulling Jiang Chenghuan's gaze from time to time, either forward or backward, left or right, dazzling. The old doctor's technique was also forward or backward, light or heavy, and he kept asking this and that while pressing.

"What bad feelings do you have, pain, or no pain, is it bloating?"

Jiang Chenghuan kept shaking his head.

He pressed him under his armpits, even under his crotch. Jiang Chenghuan is naturally afraid of people who touch his body, especially these parts, which is very uncomfortable. But when he was touched by the old doctor, he had no choice but to endure it, and he couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Tell me, do you feel unwell?"

The old doctor was serious, and he didn't seem to notice the strange expression on Jiang Chenghuan's face at all.

Jiang Chenghuan continued to shake his head, because the itching sensation was becoming more and more obvious, and he had to restrain and endure it, and he had no time to take care of it.

The old doctor examined almost all of his body, but there was no conclusion.

Mom's face was sallow, and it could be seen that she was even more worried.

Finally, after the old doctor finished the examination, he sighed, and then said to Jiang Chenghuan's mother in an undoubted tone, "It's strange, your child's physical function has recovered quite well, which is much beyond our expectations, I can't believe it, so I checked it repeatedly, for fear that something would go wrong." He woke up from a coma, quite conscious, and he really couldn't see anything wrong at the moment. However, for the sake of prudence, it is important to continue to recuperate after returning home, do not run around, avoid great joy and sorrow, and maintain emotional stability. If you have any questions or concerns, please contact us in a timely manner. ”

"Thank you, doctor, thank you so much, doctor."

Jiang Chenghuan's mother bowed her waist to the old doctor, nodding again and again, looking extremely religious, with an excited smile in her tears, and her gratitude was overflowing.

Alas, it was really fateful, and the rest of his life after the catastrophe was something that Jiang Chenghuan did not expect at all. Jiang Chenghuan is indeed recovering well, and he feels good about himself. He believed in his own feelings, a real lucidity, and soon realized that this lucid state was different from before, an extreme lucidity, so lucid that he could hear the faint sound of a needle falling to the ground thousands of miles away. How to say, he was as sober as a deep pool in a mountain col, extremely clean, crystal clear, his thinking ability was significantly enhanced, and he was full of energy, and he had endless energy.

Haha, God is really a creator, and unexpectedly gave him a clear world, and now, Jiang Chenghuan not only has an amazing memory, but also reading ability, mental arithmetic ability, and logical reasoning ability, all of which are extraordinary. In particular, he also has an extraordinary ability, that is, he is born with knowledge, and he has never dabbled in many fields of knowledge, but he is able to foresee the future like Confucius. Even he didn't know what this state meant, why it was better to be severely stimulated than to be harmed. Even, cranky, will it be a return to the light.

All ways, blessings, misfortunes, woes, blessings. He secretly prayed in his heart, hoping that the death in this life would be auspicious and that every evil would turn into good fortune.

Worried about the same thing, his mother secretly wept behind his back and ran to the old doctor.

This time it was the turn of the old doctor to be embarrassed, and the old doctor remembered what he said during the consultation, and he couldn't justify himself for a while, so he was inevitably embarrassed. He stood for a long time, and he didn't say that he was ugly. In fact, it was out of this consideration that he had repeatedly checked that day.

The doctor is not a sage, not a sage, it is too normal to have quacks, not to mention, the doctor must have misdiagnosed the condition. It cannot be said that this old doctor is a quack, but at least this time it is a misdiagnosis.

Because of this encounter, in exchange for Jiang Chenghuan's new life, he didn't know whether to thank the cauliflower snake on the beam, or the little girl who didn't know who it was at the time, and he didn't know how his next life would be performed. It should be, thanks to the existence of this snake, but now the snake has disappeared, fell down with its head held high, and after a while, it slipped away. In a sense, this is providence, the arrangement of God, and an essential experience in his life.

Of course, it should be reasonable to thank the little girl. I remember that in the coma, he also dreamed of the little girl, a little girl who looked a little older than him. Although he could not be sure if it was the little girl who had frightened him that evening, the fate of the little girl in the dream was too tragic, even more tragic than his condition.

The little girl was also frightened, and this fright was due to his conditioned reflex, that is, the frightening action of his neck stretching, and the series of exaggerated movements associated with it, which deeply irritated the little girl. What surprised him even more was that the little girl was so frightened that she became ill when she returned home, and soon after, she died in the western sky.

Jiang Chenghuan seemed to see the motionless appearance of lying upright on a few simple planks made of wooden planks, which looked particularly pitiful. He hung in mid-air and stared at the girl silently, without blinking, everything was exactly like the real thing. Suddenly, he realized that he was so close to the girl lying on the bed, so close that he was almost face to face, and he could see the hairs and countless pores on her face, and he was sure that it was a peaceful and beautiful face.

Then, an incredible scene happened, the little girl suddenly opened her big beautiful eyes and stared at him motionlessly, and sat up steadily after a while, startling Jiang Chenghuan. She stared at him tightly with those sleepy eyes, her expression was very focused, as if she didn't know him, and as if she was wondering who the person in front of her was and what he was doing.

Of course, in the dream, they really didn't know each other.

Suddenly, the originally peaceful and beautiful face, like a zombie, suddenly became extremely strange, and there was no blood on the face. It's horrible, it's like going to hell.

"Ahh......h

Jiang Chenghuan was terrified, screamed miserably, and fled as if he was floating away in mid-air.

Of course, all this is just a dream, not a reality.

Later, when he had nothing to do, he did not forget to look up the Internet for mutual understanding, hoping to find out what this dream portended. The conclusion is that having such bizarre nightmares is not necessarily a bad thing and often portends good beginnings. Dreaming of a stranger's death, if in the West, is often seen as a turning point in your career, or as a good business and prosperity.

The little girl in her sleep is undoubtedly a stranger, and it obviously does not exist in reality. But this dream, as the old doctor said, did affect his thoughts to a certain extent and affect his life. (To be continued.) )