Murong Fu tried his best to open his eyelids, and what he saw was a white and smooth ceiling, with something he hadn't seen for a long time but very familiar hanging in the middle, an electric lamp.
"Electric light?" Murong Fu was startled and wanted to sit up. A deep sense of powerlessness came over him. His body was completely out of control. He couldn't care less about it. "What's going on? How come there are electric lights in this era?"
"You... don't move!" The woman couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw that he was trying to move.
When Murong Fuxun looked up, he found a girl standing beside the bed. She was slim, with long hair shawl, delicate eyebrows, tears blooming at the corners of her eyes, but a happy smile on her face. She looked vaguely familiar.
He forced himself to calm down, rolled his eyes, and glanced around. No matter the water heater beside the bed, the TV on the wall, or the strong smell of disinfectant in the room, they were all full of modern atmosphere. This is a modern hospital.
Some wards.
Seeing his confused look, the girl's expression changed slightly, and she knelt down and asked, "You won't have amnesia, right?"
Murong Fu looked closely at the girl in front of him, and a figure that had been forgotten for many years appeared in his mind. The two gradually overlapped, "You...are you Shu Ya?"
This girl was actually his girlfriend before time travel, and he traveled back and forth just to save her.
At this time, the girl was dancing excitedly, "You are better, you are really better, don't move yet, I will call the doctor!"
After saying that, he ran out of the room happily.
Murong Fu's mind was a little confused, "Have I traveled back in time again? Or did I never travel through time, and everything before that was just a dream?"
He tried to look inside the Dantian, but found that he couldn't even sense the existence of the Dantian. When he closed his eyes, there was only darkness. There was no Dantian. Then he tried to use the Beiming Divine Art, the Nine-Yang Divine Art, the Nine-Yin Manual, etc.
I have practiced internal energy and mental methods for many years, but I don't have the usual warm or cool feeling caused by the internal energy walking through the meridians.
My heart felt cold.
"Impossible, impossible. I am dreaming now. It must be a dream. Everything I see is an illusion. I want to wake up. I want to wake up quickly..."
Murong Fu murmured in a panic, wanting to move to break his current dream, but found that his arms were so weak that he couldn't lift them up at all, and his legs were completely numb, without feeling at all.
After a while, the girl rushed into the ward with several people. These people were all wearing extremely dazzling white coats and holding various medical instruments in their hands. They checked Murong Fu's body without any explanation.
"The heart rate is still a little weak, but it's getting back to normal."
"The brain waves are normal, the central nervous system is normal, and the nerves in the limbs are slowly recovering."
"The spine is normal. It's a miracle. It's simply a medical miracle."
"Now our hospital is going to make a breakthrough, overcome a world-wide problem, and cure vegetative patients!"
Several doctors were examining and talking excitedly, looking at Murong Fu no longer like looking at a patient, but looking at a treasure, a golden mountain.
Murong Fu became more and more irritable and couldn't help shouting, "Get out of here, get out of here!"
If he could move now, he would smash all the equipment around him to pieces.
The doctors were a little strange. Shouldn't it be a joyful thing for a patient to recover? Why did he look unhappy?
Naturally, they would not understand that the more real the scene in front of them, the more desperate Murong Fu felt. He thought that he was in another world, calling the wind and rain, dominating the situation, only one step away from winning the world, surrounded by clouds of beauties, all kinds of beauties, and thousands of beauties.
He can pick up the style as he pleases, and his martial arts have reached the highest level. He can fly to the sky and escape from the earth, move from star to star, and have an immeasurable long life.
All of a sudden, everything came to nothing. How could he accept it? It was like a billionaire who turned into a beggar overnight. The huge gap can be imagined.
Several doctors looked at each other, and one of them pointed to his head and whispered, "Maybe there is an error in the machine, and there is something wrong with his head."
Everyone else nodded. Only this explanation was the most reasonable.
The doctors then ignored Murong Fu's emotions, examined her in detail for a while, and gave the girl some precautions before leaving the ward.
The girl stared blankly at Murong Fu, with two crystal tears shed from the corners of her eyes. If she was crying with joy before, now she is really sad. According to the doctor, even if Murong Fu returns to a normal body, he may still be a psychopath.
There seems to be little difference between vegetative state and neurosis. Both are unable to take care of themselves.
Murong Fu did not dare to look at the girl's face. He even had the thought of dying immediately.
"Alas," the girl sighed quietly, walked to the bedside, and gently touched his face, "You once said you were willing to die for me, and you did it. It was you who saved my life, even though I was in a vegetative state.
Okay, no matter how crazy you are, no matter what you become, I will take care of you for the rest of your life."
After speaking, he seemed to have figured it out, and there was an optimistic smile on his face, "At least you have regained consciousness. Unlike before, you couldn't hear anything I said. This is a good start. Maybe one day, you will be completely
Get better and become a normal person..."
The girl talked a lot, but Murong Fu didn't listen to a word. Now, he felt nothing more sad than his heart was dead.
People are like this, if the dream is beautiful, who would want to wake up.
In the days that followed, Murong Fu was confused and taciturn. However, under the girl's careful care, his body recovered quickly, and it didn't take long for him to reach an agreement with the hospital to be discharged from the hospital for recuperation.
The two left the hospital and moved to the girl's residence, a very simple apartment. However, what surprised Murong Fu was that his clothes and various daily necessities were actually prepared here. Looking around, he couldn't help but
Asked, "Living together?"
The girl was stunned for a moment, her face turned red, and she explained coyly, "After you were in coma for two years, I... will be your wife, but... I just didn't get the certificate."
"Wife..." Murong Fu was speechless. Of course he knew that a person in a vegetative state could not get a certificate. How could he be considered a wife without a certificate? But after he became a vegetative state, she still stayed with him and took care of him for so long in the name of his wife...
Suddenly, he thought of a question, "How long have I been unconscious?"
The girl was a little surprised. Why did he seem to be back to normal today? Then she replied, "It's been five years and one month."
Murong Fu frowned slightly and looked her up and down. After a long time, he relaxed his brows and said an unfinished sentence, "Show me your phone."
The girl took out her cell phone in confusion and handed it over.
Murong Fu looked at the outdated model that could be called an antique even before he fell into coma, smiled slightly, took the phone and flipped through it, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, "I knew you were really not her."
The girl's face changed slightly, then returned to her natural state, "What do you mean?"
"Five years have passed, how is it possible that your appearance has not changed at all?"
"I...can't I take good care of myself?" the girl defended in a low voice.
Murong Fu sneered, "Not only has your appearance not changed, your mobile phone, including the world I have seen along the way, is still exactly the same as it was five years ago without any updates. How is this possible? The most important thing is
Yes, except for your appearance, I can't see anyone else's face clearly."
As he said this, he handed the phone to the girl. There was a photo on it, but it was very blurry and the face could not be seen clearly.
Not only that, it was not until just now that Murong Fu remembered that the faces of the people he saw after waking up had never been seen clearly except for the girl. It seemed that there were only two people in the world, him and the girl, and the others did not exist at all.
The girl was silent, and after a while she quietly asked, "Isn't it nice to be like this now?"
Murong Fu sighed, "If this is reality, no matter whether I accept it or not, nothing can be changed. It's a pity... This is not the case!"
After saying that, he suddenly reached out his hand, pinched the girl's slender neck, and slowly tightened it.
The girl's face turned red rapidly and she had difficulty breathing. She tried to struggle but was unable to match his strength. She could only say intermittently, "Wake up quickly. The doctor said that your nerves are abnormal and you may have delusions and hallucinations. You should calm down first."
Murong Fu was not moved at all.
After a while, the girl's struggling movements became smaller and smaller, and her voice became weaker and weaker, "Do you really...really have the heart to kill me?"