"I'm sorry?"

After hearing Zhang Daoran's strange claim, Xiao Huang suddenly walked out of the ward. After a while, he brought several doctors into the ward. After a series of examinations, he suddenly smiled: "The patient is not seriously injured, he has only had a few fractures, some concussions, and has been in a coma for a few days, but his head is still unable to think about the problem flexibly..."

"Maybe he had a dream when he was in a coma..."

After getting the examination results, the doctor breathed a sigh of relief, and Professor Liao and the other two were relieved. A hint of naughty appeared on Xiaohuang's face: "Xiao Ranzi, are you dreaming of cultivating immortals? Are you back now? Is your soul already an Immortal Emperor or a God Emperor? From now on, you are powerful?"

"The patient has just woken up, so it's best not to disturb him. Now that the patient has woken up, it still needs some time to observe. After the condition is stable, then switch to the general ward."

Professor Liao shook his head: "Xiao Zhang, have a good rest. You don't need to think too much about medical expenses. I have also notified your family that you can rest assured to recuperate..."

As Professor Liao’s most proud disciple, Zhang Daoran is highly valued by Professor Liao.

When he walked out of the ward, the doctor looked solemn: "There is one thing that needs to be told to you, you must be mentally prepared."

Professor Liao's face became serious. The doctor said this and the consequences would be very serious.

Sure enough, the doctor said in a heavy tone: "If the patient only has a fracture, our medical level can ensure that the patient is discharged from the hospital soon. However, the patient fell from a high altitude and suffered a series of severe damage to the pelvis, and some comminuted fractures. Importantly, we just obtained a diagnosis result and found that the patient had muscle atrophy with symptoms of ALS..."

Professor Liao's face shook: "Is there a way to treat it?"

The doctor shook his head: "The patient's condition is a bit special. According to the hospital's diagnosis, the patient will have muscle atrophy throughout the body, and even brain atrophy, at most several years, or as short as a few months..."

"Xiao Zhang has always been in good health, how could he get this disease?"

Professor Liao couldn't believe it. Xiao Huang blinked his eyes, but he didn't understand what the disease was, but it sounded very serious.

"If it's just ordinary muscle atrophy, there is still a way to treat it. The patient's condition is special. If you don't believe our diagnosis, it is recommended that you go to a large hospital for examination. After all, our equipment is limited... But we will try to contact some experts to help the patient's treatment."

The doctor left, Professor Liao was a little dazed. The first time he took his disciples to participate in archaeology, the disciple fell to the bottom of the tomb. Because the tomb was discovered for too long, the excavated tomb pit was very deep, two or three stories high, and there were no equipment for demolishment below. Zhang Daoran fell from a high altitude and received several severe injuries in succession.

If the bone is broken or broken, at least it can survive. Unexpectedly, he found a terminal illness and turned to look at Zhang Daoran in the intensive care unit. Professor Liao said: "Don't tell Xiao Zhang about this matter for now..."

"But...professor..."

Xiao Huang's face was dark, and he looked at Zhang Daoran in the ward with a blank look, and his tone was low.

"Listen to me!" Professor Liao's tone was unquestionable: "Especially Xiao Huang, you have the best relationship with Xiao Zhang. You should know that Xiao Zhang just woke up now, so it is best not to stimulate him. If you want to say it, you must also find the right time..."

......

In the ward, Zhang Daoran was a little confused. Looking at everything in the ward, he couldn't tell whether he was in a dream now or was practicing Taoism in the Sanqing Contemplation.

In reality, I fell into the tomb pit and woke up to another world. I was severely injured by the power of heaven in another world, and I was a little obsessed with it. I seemed to have fallen into a coma and returned to this world... This world is an ordinary world, and I may not meet a truly enlightened practitioner in my life. In that world, I have the myth of Taoism and magical powers, the human souls condense, and the earth souls condense.

"If the Huangting Jing is still there, a pill of marrow-cleaning and disease-removing pill may help the poor...I will recover!"

I tried to find the feeling of entering the gray space. After working hard for a long time, the "Huangting Jing" did not seem to exist at all. I opened my eyes, looked at the people outside the window, and tried to see the fate of several people outside the window through observation...

result...

"That might be really a dream, but now is the reality."

How can Taoism be mysterious and Taoism magical powers exist?

"The Tao can be told, it is extraordinary; the name can be called, it is extraordinary..."

I was unwilling to try to recite the Tao Te Ching that was exchanged for qi fortune, and recited a few sentences. The original world was the scriptures imprinted in my mind. After reading a few sentences, Zhang Daoran suddenly realized that he could not remember the latter...

Try to run the exercises, but for a long time, the body has no sense of response.

"It's really a dream?"

Zhang Daoran suddenly discovered that the only way to be glory, wealth, fame, wealth, or practice Taoism is to make people yearn for it.

"However, that's just a dream. Accept reality, Zhang Daoran..."

The Taoist magic and magical powers are gone, and the "Huangting Jing" that the world relies on has disappeared... Everything returns to the origin.

"This life is pursuing fame and fortune, pursuing glory and wealth?"

If you cannot practice Taoism, what else can you do as an ordinary person?

People must live.

In a daze, a sensation came, and Zhang Daoran fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, I found a person crying in front of the hospital bed. Seeing Zhang Daoran awakening, the blurred figure raised his head, an old woman covered with wrinkles and gray hair, her eyes were red and tears were still hanging on the corners of her eyes.

"San Jiazi, are you awake?"

The Sanyizi is Zhang Daoran's nickname. Zhang Daoran has two sisters on it. Zhang Daoran is the third. There is a superstition in the countryside. The more strange and unpleasant the names of children are, the easier it is to support them. The elderly say that they are a hundred years old, so most of the children in the countryside have nicknames.

Sanyizi sounds good, with nicknames such as Goudan, Gousheng, and Shitou, which are everywhere in the rural areas when Zhang Daoran was a child.

The familiar call seems to be several centuries apart. In that world, I practice Taoism, and I want to forget the concerns I want to try to see, and every time I appear in my dream, I always look sad when I wake up. This call is so close...

"mom..."

Naturally, a little dazed, and a little weird tone.

"Sanjizi, why are you so careless? When you were a child, you would have no problem climbing trees no matter how tall the trees were, and you would have to snatch the bird's nest with strong wind. Why do you think this time..."

Listening to his mother's blame, Zhang Daoran felt a different feeling in his heart.

"Xiao Ranzi, I didn't plan to notify my aunt. Your situation was critical at the beginning, so we notified my aunt. My aunt didn't know her and delayed her for a few days on the road before she found out that she got here..."

Xiao Huang explained beside him, comforting Zhang Daoran's mother: "Don't worry, aunt, you don't have to worry about medical expenses, I'll find a way to reimburse you for the travel expenses you came this time..."

Zhang Daoran's father passed away early. When he was ignorant, his father was no longer alive. His mother pulled three siblings and sent her two sisters to marry him to support Zhang Daoran to go to school and worked hard all her life. Her mother was illiterate and never went far. She almost lived her life and the farthest place she had been to should be a small town more than ten miles away from the village.

"Xiao Ranzi has my care, don't worry. Aunt, you have worked hard all the way, I'll take you to dinner..."

Xiao Huang said that, and then went to help his mother. His mother worked hard all her life and fell down her cold legs and walked hard. Xiao Huang went to help his mother, and the paper clipped under her armpit accidentally fell without knowing it.

The mother was a little reluctant, and Zhang Daoran smiled and said, "Mom, go and have a meal with Xiao Huang. This guy is my good friend, don't be polite to him..."
Chapter completed!