This day was truly wonderful.

I went to the forest park to play in the morning and was struck by lightning.

Watching the midday news at noon, I realized that happiness alone is not as good as happiness among everyone. People all over the world have been struck by lightning, and he is not the only one.

I saw a strange light in the afternoon and was taken to the Mental Health Center of the People's Hospital where I was diagnosed with schizophrenia.

At night, I shared a ward with a vegetative person who had been in a coma for fourteen years.

Jin Yan looked at the roof, thinking wildly, his eyes gradually blurred, and he fell asleep. When he opened his eyes again, it was already midnight.

The lights in the room were on, so it was fairly bright inside, but outside the window it was already dark and quiet.

Another dissatisfied roar in his stomach told him that he had woken up from hunger.

Only then did he remember that he had fallen asleep before dinner time. When he looked at the table next to him, there was a plate of simple fast food, some vegetables, and then porridge and steamed buns.

It has already become too cold to taste.

He sighed, grabbed the cold steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth. There was a time when he didn't eat well, and in a difficult environment, cold steamed buns were nothing.

While chewing hard, he looked at the patient in the next bed. This was the first time he calmed down and looked at his roommate carefully.

The first thing that caught the eye was an iron shelf. Bubbles were rising one after another in the hanging bottles on the iron shelf.

A long tube hangs from the bottle, all the way down, with a needle, piercing the left wrist of the unconscious vegetative patient.

"Beep! Beep!" On the cabinet next to his pillow, an unknown machine displayed the curve of the electrocardiogram and made irregular beeping sounds from time to time.

Looking at the patient again, he must have been moved by the nurse at this time and is facing up. He is a man in his thirties, very handsome, with angular eyebrows. Even with his eyes closed, he can feel a trace of pain.

His hospital gown and quilt were very old, but they were washed very clean and did not have any musty smell.

It seems that as the doctor said, enough money was transferred to the hospital account for him every month, so that the medical staff took good care of this man.

He was lying like that, motionless, not even trembling in his eyebrows or eyes. He was very peaceful, so peaceful that people suspected that he had already died.

Jin Yan looked at it and his eyes fell on the patient's left wrist. On the left wrist, in addition to the needle of the hanging bottle, there was a black bracelet.

It was quite strange for a grown man to wear a bracelet, and it was a strange-looking bracelet. Jin Yan looked carefully and saw a circle of holes on the surface of the bracelet, and twelve needles on the inner circle that were still firmly pierced.

In human flesh...and...it seems to have grown together with the flesh.

When Jin Yan looked carefully, the bracelet actually contained a strange light, as if there were nine different kinds of light that were changing all the time.

Although the light is different, the feeling is the same as when I saw the copper box containing the copper needle at the scrap collection station.

"Is it still an illusion?" He rubbed his eyes vigorously.

After rubbing it, the situation was still the same. The light on the bracelet seemed to be even brighter. The light was so attractive that the young man couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

Just when his fingers touched the surface of the black bracelet, a bright current appeared involuntarily from his fingertips and flowed towards the bracelet as if being attracted.

Why is there an electric current in my body? Jin Yan feels like he is going crazy, a hallucination? Or a hallucination? Is this really the schizophrenia disease on the diagnosis?

Almost instantly, electric current flowed on the black bracelet at high speed, and quaint and strange lines began to appear one after another on the bracelet. Beads of different colors began to appear one by one in the twelve previously empty holes.

Starting from white beads, green, purple, blue, yellow...all the way to a nine-color bead, all the holes are filled.

At this moment, the sound of the electrocardiograph on the bedside table became loud and rapid. Then, Jin Yan saw the man open his eyes.

When he first opened his eyes, he was still a little dazed. Then he shook his head vigorously, as if something was wrong. Then he looked at his left wrist, his eyes fixed on the bracelet, and did not move for a long time. He seemed to think of a long, long time ago.

past.

Then he looked out the window again.

The sky outside the window seems to be a little different.

In the end, he turned his attention to the young man in front of him, who was about thirteen or fourteen years old and wearing a hospital gown.

Being stared at by him, Jin Yan woke up from the shock and said, "Hello, are you awake?"

"So... you're awake," the man said, and then asked, "Kid, you are in the hospital, why are you running around? Where are your parents?"

Jin Yan pointed to the folding bed on the right, "I didn't run around, I was hospitalized here, that's my bed."

"My name is Jin Yan. I have no parents." He added, "Uncle Da from the scrap collection station sent me to the hospital."

"Oh, you are an orphan too." The man's tone was serious, as if he understood something, "What disease did you get to stay here?"

Jin Yan scratched his head in embarrassment, "I said I could see some weird lights, but they always didn't believe me and sent me for a checkup. The doctor said I had schizophrenia."

"You may not understand what schizophrenia is." He added, "In other words, it is also called mental illness."

He fully thought that after hearing this, the man would immediately distance himself from him. To his surprise, the man smiled at him.

He has a nice smile, Jin Yan said in his heart.

The man grabbed the syringe of the syringe and pulled the needle out. He shook his head, sat up and looked at the young man in front of him seriously.

"Hello, Jin Yan, my name is Jin Ling, the Jin of the Three Kingdoms, Two Jins, Southern and Northern Dynasties, I will be called Ling Jue Ling. From now on, we will be patients in the same ward." He said.

"Hello, Uncle Jin." Jin Yan remembered what happened just now and pointed to the nine-color ray of light bracelet on the other person's wrist, "Your bracelet..."

"Bracelet?" Jin Ling was stunned, then smiled, "That is a very magical bracelet. You can see the light of its immortal power. Are you also an immortal cultivator?"

"Immortal cultivator?" Jin Yan was confused. I just saw things with light in my hallucination. It's good for your uncle. He woke up after sleeping for fourteen years and didn't say a few words. All the immortal cultivators came out.

It seems that you are admitted to the wrong hospital. Your mind is filled with online novels about cultivating immortals and you can't distinguish between reality and fiction.

By the way, fourteen years ago, were there any online novels about cultivating immortals?

Looking at Jin Yan's blank eyes, Jin Ling changed the topic, "Jin Yan, let me ask you something, what year is it now? Where is our place? Do you know how long I slept?" These are from

He woke up from his deep sleep and urgently needed to know.
Chapter completed!