The door of the rescue room opened from the inside, and Qi Yan with a ventilator was pushed out. The nurse stopped the crowd who wanted to surround him: "The patient is still very weak. Please stay away from relatives and friends to avoid infection of the wound."
The people who were still very excited all stopped and craned their necks to look at Qi Yan on the bed, only to see a tuft of hair on top of his head.
Seeing that the patients' relatives and friends are very cooperative, the medical staff are relieved. Sometimes they encounter some unreasonable family members of the patient, making a fuss to see the patient, regardless of whether it will affect the patient's body. I don't know what happened to this young man. There were so many wounds on his body. The most terrifying thing was the wound on his arm, which seemed to be cut open by some blunt instrument, releasing a lot of blood.
Just now they heard that this young man suffered so many injuries for the country, and they still admire it in their hearts, because just by looking at the wound, they knew how painful it was when they were cut. If they were replaced, they might have suffered long ago Can't go on anymore. But this young man has a strong desire to survive, so their rescue can be so successful.
Qi Yan felt that he was in a dream. In his dream, he was wearing short shorts and swimming in the creek under the mountain. The water was cold. He happily got into the water and caught a big fish. He turned his head and said on the opposite bank: "Master, we are making sauerkraut fish today."
"What kind of pickled fish to eat, braise it directly," the old man knocked on his pipe and patted his robe, "get up quickly and go home to cook."
Qi Yan narrowed his mouth unhappy, why is he cooking again? Obviously he shouldn't be cooking today. He swam to the shore, and when he was about to go ashore, a cold hand came out from the bottom of the water and grabbed his foot. He was dragged under the water on a mission. Qi Yan couldn't say a word, and the whole person was drowned. In the water.
Gurulu.
His eyes widened, water poured into his nose, and the world became quiet in his ears. A beam of purple light suddenly shined through the water, driving away the boundless darkness. He stared at the beam of purple light in a daze, and his body fell a little bit.
Suddenly this purple light surrounded him, and he was like a small fish trapped in a bubble, slowly floating out of the water. He was still rising, rising a little bit, he saw the green grass, the blue sky like the sea, and the white clouds like cotton candy.
Above the clouds, golden light was shining all around. He reached out and touched the purple bubble. The golden light shining all over his body, and the breeze passed by, he thought comfortably, it turned out that this was the feeling of flying.
Boo.
The purple bubble burst suddenly, and his whole person fell heavily. The moment he fell on the grass, he had only one feeling, and that was pain, endless pain.
"It hurts..."
Qi Yan opened his eyes and saw the pure white wall, blue curtains, and a large LCD TV hanging on the opposite wall. The whole room was incredibly quiet.
This is... the ward? He can even smell the faint smell of disinfectant water. The pain on his arm made his somewhat chaotic brain gradually return to normal. It seems that his Jiuding Universe Formation should have succeeded, otherwise he would not be lying in the hospital, but in the cemetery.
The doctor who was changing Qi Yan's wound dressing saw Qi Yan wake up with an expression of ecstasy on his face, and turned around and rang the call bell on the wall.
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The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance
RomanceAuthor: 月下蝶影 Associated Name: 论以貌取人的下场 Qi Yan had always been dissatisfied with two things about himself. One was that his name was not mighty, and the other was that his appearance was even less mighty. However, all that did not prevent him from em...