Wang Nan slowly opened his eyes, with only grayish whiteness in front of him, as if he was covered with a layer of mucosa.

After slightly manipulating the body, it seems that it has not lost control. Moreover, the pain of waiting for death after slitting the wrist seems to have disappeared.

Stop guessing, what is lost after death should be the soul, and all kinds of feelings are just your own imagination. Moreover, the feeling of waking up after the mind dissipates is like dizziness and confusion as if waking up from a dream.

What about the body? It should be stiff. Try to see how much it can be controlled.

Well? His hands and feet are still there, his body is still there, his head is still there, and his whole body is still there;

Well? The arms can be bent, the hands and feet can be bent, and the head can be turned. It is not a zombie.

God still showed mercy, at least he didn't get rid of the corpse and the like, and he would be dismembered from the bones and ashes. Thank you for my destiny!

A rotten ghost like me will definitely be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell. I just want to lose the pain after becoming a dead ghost, and I can feel less pain when I put it in the oil pan.

We are starting to take the lucky mentality again! What's the point of putting the oil pan without pain? Are you stupid as a king of hell and a judge? Or do he also engage in formalism in hell?

Be awake! Those who can't get through are just the first step to die, and the real punishment is still to come!

Well? There are still so many strange thoughts in my mind. It seems that Naiheqiao has not left yet and Mengpo soup has not been drunk.

Wang Nan worked hard to move his eyes and was eager to see the environment he was in.

OK... The retinal image gradually returned to normal. I saw the light, but it was a little too bright, and my eyes hurt.

Isn’t hell a darkness? Why is there light?

Is common sense wrong, and there is also daytime in hell?

It’s so quiet around me, I’m the only one? Where are the other ghosts? It’s impossible that this one is the one that is suitable for the conditions recently?

Yes, people like me are simply a strange slaughter, and ghosts don’t bother with me.

Humph! So what? Don’t want to treat a single room in hell, but Wang Nan comforted himself and continued to observe.

How can I see the scene in front of me... it seems that it is still the world?

Didn't die?

No! It's absolutely impossible! How could I not die?

Which brother is saving me? Are you very idle? Is this kind of good thing okay?

How do you let me face the living and their complaints?

There is an instant embarrassment in life: one has the will to die but has no way to die, and the pursuit of death has failed.

Wang Nan seemed to have various flavors stirring back and forth in his heart, and all kinds of feelings came and went, and his eyes wandered in the room without any energy...

Forehead?

The scene in front of me seemed to be not right.

Is this a hospital?!

On the infusion stand next to it, there is a bottle of liquid down the tube and flowing to your arms.

But this place seems...a bit...very simple.

It seems that in my deep impression, I have been here in this place myself.

No matter what, you can basically confirm that this is a hospital.

It seems that he has not died. Wang Nan couldn't help but sigh: He is really a waste who has accomplished nothing. Such a simple operation of cutting his wrist can't escape the failure.

Wang Nan was about to check the wound on his wrist.

"Are you awake? Dingding." An anxious female voice came to Wang Nan's ears.

What did you say? I didn't hear it clearly! Wang Nan turned his head with some difficulty, this is...

This... this face is so familiar, why did she come? "Aunt Niu! Where is my parents?"

Aunt Niu! Is Aunt Niu calling me? The woman was stunned for a moment and quickly recovered from waking up, and quickly went forward to touch Wang Nan's forehead.

"Did this kid break his brain? What did you call me just now?"

Wang Nan didn't bother to answer this question, and his mind fell back into the mud. In just two short sentences, he, who had just recovered a little, fell into chaos again.

It seems that Aunt Niu is less than forty years old now, so how could she be so young? I am dreaming in the daytime!

What's going on?

Could it be... because I failed to commit suicide in prison and had no relatives at home, so I notified Aunt Niu to come and visit? This is ridiculous! How could there be her contact information in the prison?

And she should be 70 years old this year, how could she be so young?

Could it be... Aunt Niu traveled through time? From traveling through time thirty years ago to the present?

Then we shouldn't come to see me, but we should go to find her son Martin first!

But how should they meet? Aunt Niu's son Martin is now over forty years old and lives with Aunt Niu, who is seventy years old. What kind of sparks will arise when Aunt Niu, who is seventy years old, and Aunt Niu, who is forty years old, and what kind of sparks will be created when they meet?

What a mess! Wang Nan was about to re-solute his thoughts, but was interrupted by a violent shaking.

"Dingding, you are talking, do you want to make your mother anxious?"

Aunt Niu shook Wang Nan's body hard and asked anxiously. She urgently wanted to confirm that what she had just had was just her own hallucinations.

Wang Nan was also very anxious. He raised his voice and said, "Auntie, this joke is not good. How could I be Martin!?"

Is this kid's string wrong?

Aunt Niu felt that her brain was not enough. She had imagined that her son might have bleeding, a concussion, or even surgery at this time, but she never thought of such a scene.

"Don't scare your mother, okay? You are my son Martin! Your nickname is Dingding! Son, did you break something? Tell your mother, where else is there?"

"I'm really not Martin! You're not really confused, are you? Awesome!"

Wang Nan was no less shocked than Aunt Niu, which was the most incredible thing in his first forty years.

Where is this?!

"Oh! It's over! The child's brain is broken! Lao Ma! Lao Ma! Come here quickly, our son doesn't even recognize his mother! Doctor! Doctor!..."

Aunt Niu suddenly ran out like a madman, while Wang Nan was so shocked that she almost jumped out of the bed.

Uncle Ma is here too! The old couple came together, oh no! They traveled together!

Calm down! Calm down!

Something is wrong, it must be something wrong! But what's wrong?

While there was no one in the room, Wang Nan looked at the environment he was in carefully.

You can't go wrong, this place must be a hospital, but the conditions are a little retro, as if it was the style of the last century.

Why did I be in the hospital? That was because after receiving the news of my parents' deaths during my sentence, I repent and had no desire to live. Finally, I cut my wrist and committed suicide! Then... I didn't die.

He is determined to die but cannot die, which directly confirms one sentence: A good person will not live long and will harm him for ten thousand years!

"The Disaster" has now concluded that this is not a prison hospital, because the doors and windows of any room in the prison are equipped with grid-shaped iron railings, which is not here! The most important thing is: outsiders cannot enter the prison hospital at all!

Therefore, this is a local hospital, and a rural hospital with simple conditions. It must be because my life is in danger and the prison hospital cannot be treated, so I was transferred to the local area?

But this kind of hospital... can the treatment conditions be better than the prison? It's so nonsense! This is just a local clinic.

Wang Nan began to comfort himself optimistically: It turned out that he was going to jail was a nightmare, but now he woke up from his dream, and then...

Then what? Then I don’t know what’s going on!

Wang Nan still dares not imagine whether he has traveled through time or been reborn. This is absolutely impossible! How blind is God to be to reborn! This is simply a beautiful dream!

Hallucination! Aunt Niu just now was an hallucination! Everything just now was an hallucination! No one had ever come to this room.

The chaos in Wang Nan's mind was not over yet, and the door of the room was pushed open again "roughly", and several people rushed in this time.

The frightened Wang Nan shivered and then slapped his eyes... Wow! They all have familiar faces.

Aunt Niu pulled a child to the bed, pointed at Wang Nan and said loudly:

"Your name is Jinlong, right? Look at what you have made your classmate. He doesn't even recognize me, my mother."

It's Aunt Niu! Her expression, voice, voice, speed of speech and rhyme are all consistent with the goals in her impression.

After Aunt Niu said that, the child began to scold the parents again:

"Lao Jin, it's not that I'm unreasonable. Tell me yourself, how much hatred there is between classmates, that's why I'm so cruel. If it were our Ding Ding... Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo

As Aunt Niu spoke, she was interrupted by tears, while Jin Long's parents kept apologizing and saying good things.

Not only Aunt Niu, but also Jin Long and his parents, Wang Nan, all knew each other. They were about to ask someone else in the house. They were really "surprises" and they were still an acquaintance.

Uncle Ma just entered the door with a bunch of orders in his hand, and just saw his wife crying loudly, he frowned and said, "Ding Ding just fell a little. Are you crying so miserably?"

Aunt Niu found the most suitable vent, and she yelled at Lao Ma: "I just fell down! It's so light! Let's see if my son still recognizes you, your father?"

Lao Ma's scalp was numb by the roar, and he came to the bed in confusion and was about to speak.

Wang Nan, who was more puzzled than him, spoke first: "Uncle Ma, you are so young. Did you... eat some kind of elixir?"

Uncle Ma! Xiandan! Old Ma almost fell into trouble after hearing this, and what nonsense is his son talking about?

"Martin, don't joke with your parents. You're just messing around on this occasion. Dad won't forgive you! Dad will definitely beat you up! I can give in to you in other things. This time, it won't work. Look at how anxious your mother is. Hurry up, admit your mistake and say you're fine."
To be continued...