Drip... Drip... Drip...

"The patient's vital signs were weak, his ribs were broken extensively, and his pleural hemorrhage was severe!"

"How's the blood oxygen?" "The airways are blocked, and the blood oxygen is close to zero! Ansotomy is required! ”

"The limbs are black and purple, and the visual inspection is a symptom of poisoning, and a blood test is needed!"

"Doctor, save him, woo please!!"

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Zi Ban opened his eyes with difficulty, narrowed into a line, and the picture in front of him was hazy, as if he was on the way to the rescue room, and the flickering lights made Zi Ban have a feeling of wanting to sleep, and his ears were also buzzing, as if someone had taken a glass fish tank and buckled his head, and intermittently heard the "death status" listed by the doctor while running, as if he heard someone's constant whimpering.

Me, am I going to die? Zi Ban thought in his consciousness, but his body couldn't move no matter what, and his limbs were as heavy and painful as if they had been filled with mercury. The pain was so intense that he couldn't help but let out a low scream again.

"The patient's signs are declining rapidly, it's too late, get on the ventilator!"

Drops –

Everyone stopped, Wang Jinjun looked at the bloody emergency hospital bed in a daze, and tears couldn't stop flowing. "Azusa forbidden...... Whining...... You bastard...... Why don't you just leave, don't you have to bring me milk tea...... Woohoo......"

The audience was silent, only the attending emergency doctor came up and patted Wang Jinjun on the shoulder, and said, "Little girl, we have done our best, people can't be resurrected after death, please mourn." You can accompany him here again, and we will be ready to transfer it to the funeral home after signing it later. With that, he led a group of people to leave temporarily, leaving Wang Jinjun and the two alone in the corridor for a while.

Wang Jinjun remembered the cheap smile before Ziban went out, remembered that he would bring all kinds of small surprises to himself every day, remembered that he had accompanied him for more than 20 years, grabbed surplus vegetables and garbage with stray cats, grabbed empty bottles with waste pickers, and worked with gangsters in order to protect her......

But now it's all gone.

There is no one who calls Zi Ban to treat himself well.

Wang Jinjun trembled all over, as if she was about to be unable to suppress her sadness, and at one point she almost fainted, she hugged Ziban's corpse and cried loudly.

What do I rely on when I am dead?

In some unknown corner, Zi Ban's consciousness seemed to come out of her body, staring blankly at all this.

"Shouldn't I be dead, how can I still see what happened? What's going on? Zi Ban's consciousness was very puzzled that he was delusional about his hands, and sure enough, it was the same as he thought, only a faint outline, almost transparent, which could only explain one problem, he was really hit by a car and died!

Zi Ban couldn't believe that he was dead like this, but he found that it was difficult for him to get close to his body within five meters, so he could only look at his body and Wang Jinjun from a distance, wanting to reach out and touch, stretching forward with all his strength, he couldn't die here!

Zi Ban's intuition told him that as long as his consciousness returned to his body, there was a high probability that he would not really die!

So he tried to approach his body from various angles, and found that the distance between his consciousness and his body was slowly getting closer, and he was overjoyed, as if there was really a play!

Jinjun, you wait, I'll be back!