The sound of the switch sounded, and the room was suddenly lit up as if it were day.

I subconsciously hurriedly closed my right eye, the only thing I could see through a slit.

After two or three seconds, I opened my right eye again and began to look at the person in front of me—it was Ran Lizhe.

I wasn't surprised by his appearance, he was my attending physician and I saw him once during the day. But why did he come to my hospital room so late? Doesn't he get off work?

In a money-first society, can he have such a high consciousness and take the initiative to work overtime? I don't believe it!

After Ran Lizhe walked into the ward, he stood in front of the body detector and fiddled with something.

Noticing that I had a change in movement, he looked sideways at me and asked, "Are you awake?" ”

My heart is talking nonsense, it's strange that I don't wake up as soon as you turn on the light when you enter the door.

"Wait a minute, I'll read your monitoring report."

Watching him look at the monitor intently, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, if I had studied hard to get into a medical school or something, would I have been able to become a doctor?

A few minutes later, Ran Lizhe took a miniature flashlight, shone my right eye, which could only be narrowed into a slit, and gently pinched my right arm.

"Hiss~~" I felt a little pain and made an uncomfortable sound.

He didn't say anything, but walked to the left side of my bed and examined the injury on my left arm.

Then there were my legs.

After the examination, he walked up to me and said, "It's okay, except for your head, there is not a single fracture in the whole body, only a local soft tissue contusion."

Almost all of your injuries are whipped with sticks or bench sticks. There is a little effusion in the left upper arm and elbow joint, and I have asked the nurse to take it for you at a regular time, and I am in good condition at present.

There was no blood on the inside of the skull, but it was broken, bleeding a little, and it was just a traumatic injury. ”

Listening to Ran Lizhe say lightly, I began to try to move my lower limbs, and I felt pain when I lifted my legs.

"Oh, it's okay! Your legs are also traumatic, and you didn't hurt your bones, and you passed it with a straight man. A few months, it is estimated that you will be discharged from the hospital in a few months. ”

After listening to Ran Lizhe's words, I felt a lot more relieved.

Before, I was worried about whether I would become disabled or have any sequelae or something.

Ran Lizhe didn't speak again, just looked at me with a look that I couldn't understand, and then he smacked his mouth a few more times, as if there was something difficult to say.

He hesitated for a while, but decided to speak: "Someone asked me to give you a message, I hope you can remember it." ”

Ran Lizhe's abnormality flashed a question in my mind.

What do you mean? Someone, give me, give me a word, let me remember? Could it be that Fang Wenrui even bought my attending doctor in order to take revenge on me? One day you injected an unknown liquid into my hanging bottle and retaliated even more brutally against me?

It's horrible!

"Huh! Don't get me wrong, it has nothing to do with the guy who beat you. Obviously, Ran Lizhe had already guessed that I would think so.

He continued: "I was entrusted to it by another man, and the content was: Don't forget who you are!" ”

Well? Don't forget who you are? What do you mean? Who is the one who sends me the message and has to entrust my attending doctor?

I'll just say, it stands to reason that the doctor has already left work, how can he be so dedicated, treat the hospital as his home, what is the end of the effort and death, hehe!

"I hope you will think about this sentence carefully, rest early, recuperate with peace of mind, and strive to be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible." After Ran Lizhe finished speaking, he put his hand in the pocket of his white coat and walked out of the ward.

"Yo, Dr. Ran is here! How's my son doing? "This voice is so familiar, it's my mom when you hear it.

"I checked it just now, and there is no abnormality in all aspects of the body, it is a skin injury, and it will be fine if you take care of it."

"That's good, that's good, hey, Dr. Ran, you go slowly!"

"Ding" The sound of metal knocking on the door panel was heard.

My mother, holding a folding bed in one hand and a wrapped quilt under her arm in the other, watched me lie on the hospital bed and walk into the house with a smirk on her face.

"Son, are you awake? Dr. Ran gave you a physical examination, right? I'll just say that this Dr. Ran is a good person. ”

My mom gasped and threw the underarm quilt on the bed and began to bend down to unfold the folding bed. Next, the wrapped quilt is unwrapped and laid out on the folding bed.

The folding bed was much shorter than my hospital bed, and I leaned over slightly and lowered my head.

There were only mattresses, sheets and pillows on the fold-out bed, but no quilts.

My mother stood on the edge of the folding bed, panting and said to me, "Son, my mother doesn't have time during the day, so I went back to the house to get the mattress and pillows, and then went to the folding bed borrowed by your second uncle."

I told the nurse Xiao Liu that she would give me a quilt, and I would go over to get it later. Your dad can't help you for a day, if he comes with me, I'll bring everything.

Him! One day I knew wine, and I told you, don't learn from him in the future.

There are people who rent beds in this hospital, and what about this folding bed for 50 yuan a day, and I will give him these 50 yuan? I'd rather buy one. ”

As soon as I heard about it, the rent of this broken folding bed was fifty yuan a day, how much did it cost to buy a new one? It's so dark!

My mother rested in the ward for a while, and then went to Nurse Liu to ask for a quilt.

But I still have the scene when Ran Lizhe entered my hospital room just now, and every word he said, especially the sentence: Don't forget who you are?

What does that mean exactly? I'm Yang Hao, what do you mean don't forget who I am? Do I have a second name? But how did I not know?

Or is Ran Lizhe reminding me that I have another identity?

At this point, my mind was full of question marks.

I kept thinking about these words: Don't forget who you are!

The more I thought about it, the more I had a headache, and the more I thought about it, and for a while I fell into a contradictory state of self-stalemate.

Before I knew it, I was asleep again!

When I woke up, I opened my eyes and it was pitch black!

Wrong!

Isn't my left eye open? I can only open one slit in my right eye, how can I open both eyes now?

I blinked both eyes, especially my left eye, and it didn't hurt at all.

Moreover, even at night, through the window of my ward, there would be street lamps, moonlight, or lights from the houses in the residential buildings opposite.

It can't be that there is no light at all.

I twisted my face in the direction of the window.

Well?

Why don't you feel any pain in your neck at all?

Then, I began to move my arms and legs, and touched my broken head with my hands, but there was no pain, no gauze or anything like that.

Gradually, I came to a conclusion that surprised me, my body recovered, and I could heal so quickly. It's incredible!

I was not mentally prepared for such a sudden change.

At this moment, I felt that every cell in my body was swelling with blood, and excitement filled my whole body.

I couldn't wait to sit up abruptly, moved my body on the hospital bed a few times, and my legs jumped to the ground like sharp arrows.

Just when I was excited, the monitor display in the ward lit up!

There was lighting in the darkness, which naturally caught my eye.

I slowly adjusted my steps, leaned down and brought my face to the screen.

The normal monitor display screen will display monitoring data such as straight lines and curves, and the monitor display screen is full of black and white dots of snowflakes.

The scene in front of me broke my perception.

In my memory, only when the TV can't receive the program, there is this kind of snowflake pattern, why does the monitor also have a snowflake pattern?

I feel very strange!

Just as I was concentrating on the screen, all of a sudden, the picture became clear, and a man's face appeared on the screen.

I was taken aback by the scene in front of me, and for a moment I gasped and hurriedly leaned back a few steps back.

The man in the monitor also leaned back a few steps back, and actually did the same thing as me.

When I tried to see the man's face on the screen, a snowflake pattern appeared again in the monitor display.

Although the picture on the screen has changed, the memory image in my mind is still stuck in the fragment just now.

I was in a hospital room in the dark, I knew for sure.

And the environment around him seemed a little strange, the light on the roof was a little dim, the lights in the room flickered and flickered, and the cabinets around him were all drawer-type freezers, could this be a morgue!!

As soon as this idea came to me, I couldn't help but shiver all over, which is a little scary!

Suddenly, the snowflake pattern on the display disappeared, and the room fell into dead darkness again!

I recall the picture again, and the people in the picture seem to me to be familiar, as if I have seen them somewhere!

At this point, my nervous palms were a little sweaty.

A few seconds later, there was a large snowflake pattern on the display!

With what I just experienced, I didn't dare to get too close to the screen, so I just took two steps forward, but my eyes were fixed on the display.

When the display was clear again, the man in the screen appeared again, and he was doing the same pose as me, staring at me in the monitor!

My heart pounded, I stared at the man on the screen, the hair, the eyes, the nose, the mouth, the posture, the person on the screen was actually me!!

But the clothes he wore were not the hospital gowns I wore, but the jackets, trousers, and leather shoes that I would never wear.

My dressing style is all sports and casual, so who is the person on the screen? Why would he imitate me doing the same moves?

Could it be that what Ran Lizhe said, don't forget who you really mean, means that another self will appear on the screen? Or do you have two different manifestations of the same self?

Wrong! I think the man in the picture looks like me, but he's not me.

My eyes are very gentle, I usually don't like to argue with others, I often get by a lot of things, I am very calm inside, and I feel that I am always living in the sun.

And the person on the screen is fundamentally different from me.

Although he and I looked almost identical, there was a fierceness and resentment in his eyes that I had never had.

With that in mind, I'm going to test the people on the screen.

I try to do simple movements, squatting, getting up, stretching my arms, kicking.

Every time the me on the screen is mirrored and I do the same thing.

So, I started to pretend to make a simple action, then suddenly made another action, and then suddenly made a disguised action.

As I was immersed in the repetition of the movements, the person on the screen suddenly put his face on the screen and stared at me motionlessly!!

"Ahh I was so frightened by the person on the screen that I leaned against the wall.

This finally verified my conclusion, the person on the screen is not another me at all!

The screen becomes a snowflake pattern again......