In the end, Jing Ming took the bank card handed to him by Jing Li.

There are 200,000 in it.

In a hurry, he said that he wanted Jing Ming to keep it for him, but Jing Ming understood that Jing Li was giving himself money in disguise, which made him owe him a lot of favors.

Jingming took the money and paid the hospitalization fee, and Yu Feng was placed in the observation room, with tubes inserted all over his body, and everything was normal except for the brain waves.

For brain problems, the hospital has nothing to do. In medicine, there is basically a blank in this area.

Jing Ming understands that this already belongs to the category of metaphysics, because no one can explain how consciousness came about.

In other words, no one can give an answer as to how the human soul is formed.

During this period, Ma Xiaolin called and urged Jingming to go home.

Jingming told her about the situation and asked her to go home earlier, and she might go back late today.

Sitting next to the hospital bed, Jing Ming fell into deep thought.

How can we help this student and pull his soul back from the underworld?

Jing Ming first thought of the yin and yang eyes in the movie, first you have to see the ghost, and then you can figure out a way, Jing Ming has to use new modifications.

Pull out your detailed data and find the visual acuity item, 0.1d

You can try to modify this.

1.5 is a normal person's eyesight, Jing Ming changed it to 1.5 first, and found that the world suddenly became clear.

15！

All of a sudden, the world was blurry again, and it was difficult to see up close, but it was clear in the distance.

This is still in the category of ordinary human beings, and what Jingming needs is quantitative change to cause qualitative change.

150！

The world is a blur.

Jing Ming closed his eyes, let's be ruthless!

1500000！

One and a half million. I don't believe you've changed a little bit!

Jing Ming slowly opened his eyes, the world was very different in his eyes, as if nothing could stop his gaze.

Looking at Yu Feng on the bed, he could actually see through his body, his internal organs were clear, and his heart was still pounding.

Perspective!

Turning his gaze to the wall, he saw the nurses and patients' families coming and going in the corridor, happy or sad on their faces, stains on their clothes, and hairs on their faces.

This is not what I want, where is the yin and yang eyes?

Jing Ming closed his eyes, used his eyesight, and when he opened his eyes again, everyone turned naked and walked around the corridor, making his eyes widen.

Just then the door opened, and a doctor walked in.

Jing Ming hurriedly closed his eyes and didn't look at him, for fear of a long needle.

The doctor ignored him, checked Yu Feng's physiological indicators, and said, "The patient needs to be accompanied 24 hours a day, and the family members should not leave." ”

"The patient's brain is still alive, but he is unconscious, and it cannot be judged as brain dead. Continued hospital observation is required. ”

Jing Ming pondered the doctor's words.

didn't hear Jing Ming's answer, the doctor looked at him: "Keep observing, and contact us in time if there are special circumstances." ”

"Yes, doctor. ”

After the doctor left, Jing Ming began to study his eyes again. Basically, there will be no special circumstances for this Yu Feng, either die or wake up.

With his own presence, he can't die, just see if he can wake up.

If the positive is not good, the negative will come.

Vision: -1.5

This time, when he opened his eyes again, Jing Ming finally noticed something different. There was a little more fluttering air in the air.

Jing Ming stepped forward and touched these qi, there was a cold feeling, the qi that touched his skin made a sizzling sound like dripping water on the fire, and the contact place was dissolved.

What is this?

Is it yin?

Quite possibly!

Looking at the green gas floating in front of him, and glancing at Yu Feng on the bed, Jing Ming planned to take a walk around the hospital, the hospital is always dead, as long as there are dead people, there must be souls, he wants to see if the current state of his eyes is yin and yang.

Pushing the door and walking out of the observation room, this kind of yin qi can be seen in the corridor of the hospital from time to time.

Jing Ming observed carefully, found nothing but yin qi, thought about it, and went directly to the ICU ward.

The ICU ward is also called the intensive care unit, which is the first line of the battle between the doctor and the grim reaper, and the patients who are sent in are the kind of people who are in danger and die if they are not careful, and this is the place where the most dead people in the hospital are.

The ICU is isolated, and it is not allowed to enter during non-visiting hours, and Jingming was just about to push open the door of the ICU, but was driven away by the nurse who guarded the door.

Jing Ming was helpless, turned back to Yu Feng's observation room, locked the door, pulled down the curtain, and as soon as his body moved, he turned into gas, leaving a pile of clothes on the ground, and floated back to the room in the ICU, floating in mid-air, quietly watching a group of people busy.

There are many ICU beds, and most of the patients are lying still, but there are still some who can speak and move, and have the ability to behave.

The ward was a bit too quiet, unlike a regular ward, where there was occasional laughter.

At this moment the door opened, and a fat man with a large body was pushed in by a group of nurses.

This fat man is very fat, and he is full of energy when he speaks, and the patients are all sideways-eyed.

"You guys slow down! I really don't know why I have to be sent to the intensive care unit, I don't feel any problem, I can eat and sleep!"

Several nurses carried the fat man to an empty bed, and it took all the strength of the nursery to move the fat man up, and the little girls were so tired that they were out of breath.

A set of monitoring instruments was brought to him, and the fat man was still chatting with the nurse.

"Let me tell you, I am worth more than 10 million, how much do you earn in a month?"

The nurse sister rolled her eyes: "No matter how much I earn, I earn money for people like you." ”

"Hey, little girl, what is your attitude, be careful that I complain about you!"

"Shut up!" the nurse directly took an oxygen mask and covered him: "Be honest." ”

The fat man with an oxygen mask still whined and didn't know what he was talking about.

The nurse is very disdainful, she has been struggling in the ICU all the year round, and she has long been accustomed to seeing life and death.

"Didi, Di!"

A burst of alarm.

"18 beds! Come on, come here!" shouted urgently, Jing Ming looked over, it was a nurse at the side of the hospital bed in the corner, struggling to press the patient's chest, delaying the patient's death time by second.

She pressed on the patient's chest, and there was no way to inject the patient with life-saving drugs.

As early as when the alarm was heard, a doctor and two nurses rushed out of the nurse in the ICU, and ran towards the little nurse who made a voice for help.

Yes, there is a special nurse's desk in the ICU ward, and every second counts, and doctors run in a panic in the ward, have you ever seen it?

The doctors who patrol the wards are unhurried, but this place is different!

It's a fight for your life!

All the patients looked in the direction of the patient who had been rescued, and there was no prayer in their eyes for a dying life, but only a fearful observance.

No one showed fear, it was all very depressed quiet, and there may have been fear, but it was suppressed.

"Lidocaine 0.5 mg!"

As soon as the doctor spoke, a nurse prepared the injection and injected the patient with cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

The nurse who had been doing the compressions before did not dare to pause at all and maintained that frequency.

"Substitution!"

Quickly the next nurse took over for her compressions.

Everyone watched, no one dared to make a sound, and in this battle against the sky, their hearts were trembling.

Until "dripping. Drip.. Drip.. The voice rang out, and the patient struggled back from the line of death.

The doctors and nurses were relieved, and even the other patients were relieved.

No cheers, no applause.

Here, there will be no smiles, and no one will be able to laugh out loud here.

Here life is life, and there is no other meaning.

is like a dismount, the fat man no longer shouts and complains, and his arrogant attitude has converged a lot.