Uncle Jiu followed me step by step, and I heard Uncle Jiu's heavy sigh in my ears, and I staggered away in the direction of Xie Yiming. ()

My eyes were dry and sore, and warm liquid was running down the corners of my eyes.

The living baby has become a dead baby, and the black and red blood flowing all over the ground is flowing all over the ground, and I step on the blood, and I only have Xie Yiming who is lying on the ground in my eyes.

When I finally walked to Xie Yiming's side, I saw that Xie Yiming's ankle was a little black and red blood.

When I walked to Xie Yiming's side, I could no longer support my body, so I knelt directly beside Xie Yiming.

I stretched out my trembling hands and wanted to touch Xie Yiming's body, trying to wake him up, but my hands stretched out in the air and stopped, I panicked what to do if Xie Yiming's body I touched was cold.

I don't know what makes my eyes fail to see through the efficacy of life and death, and I can't use my eyes to see whether Xie Yiming is alive or dead.

"Uncle Jiu, save him, please." My voice was hoarse, and I raised my eyes to look at Jiubo.

"Xiao Ran, your eyes?!" I looked up at Uncle Jiu, who pointed to my eyes and exclaimed.

"Uncle Jiu, save him, please." I stubbornly looked at Uncle Jiu, waiting for Uncle Jiu to nod in response.

"Okay, okay, Jiu Bo do his best, don't worry." Jiu Bo squatted down, first sideways Xie Yiming's head, and then put his fingers on his carotid artery.

Jiu Bo's expression was heavy, and then he took his Luban ruler and gently scraped the black and red blood droplets from Xie Yiming's ankles.

Jiu Bo tore off his sleeves, wiped the black and red blood droplets on the Lu Ban ruler, and then put the Lu Ban ruler on Xie Yiming's ankle.

Jiu Bo began to cooperate with the recitation of complicated spells, and I saw that the innate Gang Qi in Lu Ban's ruler was circulating rapidly, and black qi emanated from Xie Yiming's ankles, all of which were swallowed up by the innate Gang Qi in Lu Ban's ruler.

I knelt beside Xie Yiming and watched Jiu Bo's movements continue, my vision began to blur, and I gradually couldn't see what Jiu Bo was busy with.

I shook my head and bit my tongue with my teeth, but I still couldn't get a clear view in front of me.

What's wrong with me? Now that Xie Yiming is in such a situation, how can he only take care of Uncle Jiu alone? I reached out of my pocket and tried to keep my eyes open, looking for the phones of Jiang Yan and Wang Dalang.

But it was all in vain, I couldn't read the font on the phone screen clearly, and I couldn't find the phone numbers of Jiang Yan and Wang Dalang from the phone.

Jiubo pronounced at this time and asked me what I was looking for. (Good Novel)

I told Uncle Jiu that I was going to find the phone numbers of Jiang Yan and Wang Dalang and inform them to come over and help.

Uncle Jiu sighed and reached out to take the phone in my hand.

My eyes couldn't see anything at the moment, my eyes were empty, and it was pitch black in front of me.

At no time have I ever seen such pure black.

When I was eight years old, my grandmother's seal on me was automatically lifted, and my night vision only increased, and no darkness could hide my eyes, but at this moment, I couldn't see anything.

This is, am I blind?

When my mind decided that I was blind at the moment, I had no joy or sorrow, as long as Xie Yiming could live, anything could be.

I heard that Uncle Jiu was already making a call, telling us where we were on the other end of the phone, urging the person on the other end of the phone to feel it quickly.

I sat quietly on my knees, listening to Uncle Jiu's sighs, and listening to Uncle Jiu's incessant pacing echoing in this empty environment.

Suddenly, at this time, I thought of Gu Zai, and I summoned Gu Zai from the Yin Bead.

After the Gu boy who came out of the yin bead exclaimed, he was silent, only holding my hand tightly, and his little hand kept shaking.

"Don't be afraid, Goo, Brother Ming will be fine." I pronounced lightly and patted Goo's little hand.

"Hmm!" Goo only snorted, and then there was no follow-up.

As time passed, I finally heard the sound of a car coming, heard the chaotic running footsteps, and heard the familiar voices of Wang Dalang and Jiang Yan.

"Girl?!" Wang Dalang's trembling voice approached me and lifted me up from the ground.

"Master, save him." I faced Wang Dalang, but I couldn't see Wang Dalang's appearance.

"Okay, Master risked his life to save him." Wang Dalang held my hand, and he kept shaking.

"Girl, follow the master, don't worry about that kid, he is now being carried on the car by his master, and the master is also carrying you." Wang Dalang's voice was already crying.

"It's okay Master, I'll help you go, your apprentice, I'm not so squeamish." I chuckled.

Jiang Yan and Wang Dalang felt that I was only grateful that Yiming's situation was more secure, and his mood eased a lot.

"Master's strength is nowhere to go, I just have to carry you." Wang Dalang cried out, took my hand, and rested my hands on his shoulders.

Hearing Wang Dalang's cry, my heart was gloomy, and I no longer refused Wang Dalang's suggestion, and obediently lay on his back, letting him carry me.

The car carried us all the way for a long time before it stopped, and I was helped out of the car by Wang Dalang and into a courtyard.

I could tell from the footsteps around me that Jiang Yan and Jiu Bo were working together to carry Xie Yiming into the courtyard, and Gu Zai was by my side.

Wang Dalang helped me to follow Jiang Yan and the others, walked into a house, and then walked down a staircase into a basement.

Wang Dalang took me to a place to sit down, told me that this is a bed, let me lie down and rest first, don't worry about anything, with them, Xie Yiming will be fine.

It seemed that this was the time to reach the destination, and as I relaxed, a feeling of dizziness swept over me.

I nodded and said yes to Wang Dalang's explanation, lay on the bed and closed my eyes to rest, Gu Zai held my hand at this time, and quietly accompanied me.

I was so sleepy that I felt that this sleep was very long, and I slept very unsteadily.

I could always hear someone's footsteps around me from time to time, someone approaching me and rolling my eyelids, someone checking my body, someone whispering something.

I couldn't hear their words clearly, but I could only make out that the voices were all from someone I knew well, and in the slightly noisy voice, I seemed to hear my grandmother's voice.

How could grandma be here, sure I'm dreaming, I want to wake up, but I'm incompetent.

Dream and dream, since you can't wake up, you can sleep well, thinking of having Gu Zi by your side, thinking of the place where I am with Master Jiang Yan and Jiubo and Xie Yiming, I let myself continue to sleep.

No, since I'm dreaming, why do I think of this, is it a dream within a dream?

This is not right, the so-called dream within a dream, is to find out that I was dreaming just now, and I feel that I am awake now, but in fact people are still dreaming, and I am obviously awake but can't open my eyes.

It can't be that I'm in a vegetative state, I was instantly terrified when I thought of it.

The more I mentally researched what I had learned about vegetative people, the more I was more frightened than I was.

Only in vegetative people, the activity level of brain regions closely related to self-awareness decreases, while the activity level of brain regions closely related to self-perception tends to increase.

The differential diagnosis of vegetative people can be divided into three categories.

The first is locked-in syndrome.

Although the patient is conscious, he is unable to speak or move. Because the patient does not speak or move, it seems to be in a coma, so it is also called pseudocoma.

The second is that coma is a persistent, deep, pathological impairment of consciousness characterized by the closure of the eyes and the inability to wake up with praise.

It differs from the first type in that the latter is awake without cognition, while the comatose person is neither later awake nor cognitive.

The third is brain death.

Brain death is a lasting and irreversible loss of all brain function, characterized by a deep coma with no spontaneous breathing, which must be maintained on a ventilator, and total loss of brainstem reflexes.

I'm too similar to the vegetative first, locked-in syndrome.

However, people with locked-in syndrome can communicate with others through their eyes, which are often not affected by paralysis, such as blinking or moving their eyes.

I'm conscious now, but I can't open my eyes, so I'm not even as good as locked-in syndrome.

I struggled to move my body, but I couldn't even control my fingers, as if my whole body was paralyzed.

I don't want this, if I can only lie down like this, my twenty-four-year-old life comes, I'd rather die now.

At this moment, my mood was in despair.

I'm not afraid of being blind, and I'm not afraid of mutilated limbs, but I can't accept that I'm in a vegetative state like this.

From the moment I thought I might be in a vegetative state, I began to be able to perceive my surroundings clearly.

I could clearly hear that in the slightly noisy voice, it was indeed the voice of my grandmother.

Grandma was discussing countermeasures with Jiang Yan, Wang Dalang and Jiu Bo in a low voice about my situation, and grandma's sighs continued, feeling that I was ill-fated.

It was at this time that I felt my hand being clenched, and Xie Yiming choked in my ear and whispered my name.

Is Xie Yiming okay, hearing Xie Yiming's voice, joy rose in my desperate heart.

But the joy didn't last long, and I was saddened.

I don't seem to have a chance to look at Xie Yiming's bright smile, touch his cheek, or respond to his love.

"Tonight, let's do it." I heard my grandmother end the discussion with this sentence.

"But, no, I don't agree." Jiang Yan's voice came.

By the time I could hear my grandmother talk clearly, their discussion was coming to an end, and I didn't know what their response was.

I don't understand why Jiang Yan categorically rejected Grandma's suggestion, and listened carefully to what Grandma would say next.

"I'll save my granddaughter, no one can peck at me, including you, the old man Yan." Grandma spoke without any politeness, with a little anger.