"Who wants to stay in the underground world! Be a ghost in the underworld, and be cursed forever like us! Never rest, never ascend to the immortal realm, not without five senses, without seven emotions and six desires, joy, anger, sorrow and happiness are all limited, and if you make a mistake, you have to go to the world to temper and suffer. I rebuked angrily.

"But no, who made you a member of the Yan clan! They are all royal relatives of His Majesty's family of the King of Yama! Hehe, isn't it as strict as before! Everyone talks and laughs, and accepts a lot of new things in the mortal world!

You see, Di Ting also uses a supercomputer system terminal, and these spiritual book files and the entire spiritual book file department are directly connected to his terminal, connected to his spiritual wisdom, and can be directly consulted by the Jizo Bodhisattva.

"Okay! It's finally better than the sins I suffered in the world in this life, not only the five bodies are incomplete, the body is painfully tortured, but also the human family is also unfortunate, and there are all manual management files, endless work!

It's not good to have a high level of spiritual intelligence, you can't peep into the way of heaven at every turn, you can't comprehend the immortal law, and you're afraid of leaking the heavenly opportunity! What is this for! I don't have the ability to do good deeds and cultivate good karma!"

"Isn't this good? Look at the suffering in the world? Isn't there a saying in the world that is good to be painful and happy! You just enjoy the days when you have five senses! Everything in the world is relative, and being able to feel the pain at least proves that you are still alive and have life!

We don't know how long it will end, and there will be no new ghosts to join us for a long time!" The old ghost said helplessly.

"Alas, I've stayed long enough, hurry back, otherwise the tempering of this life will be over directly! I don't know how His Majesty Hades will punish me at that time! Go back and see what good results I can realize in this life. ”

What's wrong with me, where am I?My hands and feet are numb!?Is my creatinine high again?Is it time for dialysis?How long have I been dizzy!I don't have any energy at all!I stand up hard, my body and feet are shaking violently!?I'm so thirsty!I'm so thirsty! I want to drink water?

It would be nice if my family had money! It's a pity that my family doesn't have money! Seeing a rich patient in the nephrology department, creatinine below 1000, dialysis three times a week, I really can't do anything like this, but I can only save my life for a long time, and the kidney failure will soon be unable to hold on.

I opened the drawer and rummaged through my medicine, took some diuretics, blood pressure medication and hormones, relieved the symptoms, tried to move my stiff legs, my calves were swollen and hard, and I barely felt some movement. I opened the door and walked out of the office, through the dark hallway with only the green fire safety warning light to take the elevator.

This elevator is a very wide kind of freight elevator, I am used to standing in the corner, one is because I am in good health, standing for a long time the legs will rise and be very numb; another reason is that this elevator is also used in the mortuary on the second floor of the basement, there are often mortuaries to send the general down, although it doesn't matter if you study medicine, the respect for the general teacher, especially the fresh general teacher, is actually very clean and living no different.

You must know that we can't learn, and the family members are not willing to contribute to learning with such a fresh general teacher, and it is also understandable that once they are sent to the dissection room of the shape building, it is the end of broken bones, open intestines, and thousands of cuts, and it has been passed on and learned by batches of students from generation to generation.

There are very few fresh teachers, we are learning about the history of nearly a few decades, soaked in formalin solution, the purple sauce of the general teacher, the male general teacher material is more like sauce beef, the female general teacher is more like braised pork or mutton, the baby's is more like boiled meat slices, and the black bean sauce is spicy fish.

In fact, the most disgusting feeling comes from this familiar, familiar food association. Each piece of meat is like the animal meat we usually eat, but in fact, there is no difference between human and animal meat in essence. So...... So...... Vomiting continues......

And these have been turned over and studied countless times by the seniors, and they have been picked up by the ignorant juniors and casually joked and took selfies! Sin! Blasphemy! Blasphemy against the general teacher is really unconscionable to blaspheme the dead and blasphemy, I hope they will not be blasphemed after their deaths.

Other students learn to dissect and enter the dissection room, and the most they can do is nausea and vomiting, their eyes are spicy from the smell of formalin and carrion, and they feel suffocated. And I fainted a lot! Every time, I felt like I was kneeling on the ground and pulling my legs, and then I was picked up by the teacher, which I really don't understand.

In addition, in this rotten elevator, when I encounter the general teacher sent down by the mortuary, I will also be unconsciously dizzy and unconscious, this strange disease really makes me better be carried down by the mortuary. I don't understand! I also see things that others can't see, and those things don't hurt me or scare me, but they all respect me!

It is common to see them come over to say hello, or even kneel down and kowtow, and then disappear. Damn, I was reminiscing about the happy time of studying in medical school, when I saw the elevator light that had just risen, and I was pressed 2 floors underground.

I was about to rush out the moment the elevator door opened, but the teacher's huge bed pushed in and blocked my escape route, so I had to give up!

The two undertakers nodded at me numbly, and they were familiar with each other often. I just wanted to nod but lost consciousness again, and dimly felt that the two tall and slender gray and black figures, also like me nodded and bowed, and I couldn't see clearly if I smiled or not, only to see a vague black shadow kneeling under their feet and constantly kowtowing like pounding garlic, reading something, and then I woke up and sat in the corner of the elevator.

The elevator door was slowly closing, and the two mortuaries were pushing the teacher's bed towards it, and in the darkness of the corridor, his mouth was still muttering, "I've been scared and paralyzed for so long, what a waste!"

There was no one in the exit clinic building, and xiaohushi, who was on duty, was watching a TV series on his mobile phone, and he glanced at me as he walked by, and he didn't bother to pay attention to me! No matter how bad the conditions are, a girl will not take a fancy to me, let alone a female colleague who knows my sick seedling.

When I left the hospital gate, I saw a two- or three-year-old child who had just returned to walking, pushing a dilapidated stroller up the roadway and rushing into the endless traffic, and I vaguely saw two small hands waving in the stroller, and a little baby babbling and yelling.

I hurriedly wanted to pull it, but it was too late, they had already rushed into the traffic and disappeared! I quickly turned my head to look at the security guard in the duty room at the gate, he was also staring at the mobile phone screen and didn't bother to pay attention to me, and the traffic didn't stop, and there was no screaming and screaming.

Alas, what a name! Forget it!

I was also discouraged, and walked slowly back to the rental house in the urban village, two small suites, which were the nest with my parents. On the way, I saw a lot of women from good families, and they were still very enthusiastic about me, beckoning me to go into the red house to drink tea, play games, or something.

Of course, I don't feel anything, and now my body doesn't seem to be my own, and I just want to go home and go to bed as soon as possible. Maybe I can drink some of the soup my mother cooked, as long as it contains water, I'm so thirsty!

Licking his chapped and peeling lips, he finally walked to the door. When I entered the door, I saw a big bowl of winter melon and seaweed chicken rack soup on the table, I didn't care at all, whether this chicken rack was picked up by my mother from the garbage heap in the restaurant, and I didn't care if the winter melon was from the vegetable shop and asked the boss to ask for rotten vegetables.

The key is that I can drink some soup, the sweet soup gushes into my dry throat, I feel detached, I feel much more comfortable all of a sudden, my head is not so dizzy, and my hand holding the soup bowl is also strong!

"Drink it all!!!!

I also instantly smelled some of the smell of the house, I knew what it was, but I got used to it, and I took a big sip of winter melon soup, and I stopped and saw a cold cucumber and a plate of radishes, and I ate them all. It's very light and crisp, and it's much more comfortable to eat.

I can't eat them all, and my mom hasn't come back from selling scrap yet. I'm going to leave food for my mom, "Have you eaten it?" I asked my dad on the bed, munching on the radishes.

Dad listened to the small tape recorder, looked at an old magazine with a curled edge, raised his reading glasses and said, "Ni Mom is ready, just bring me something to eat! You can finish it yourself! Nima has eaten some too! Leave us alone!" Looking at the food that is basically not missing except for what I just ate, I know that they will not eat it first without waiting for me to eat.