Jin Ling opened his eyes.

The first thing that caught my eye was an iron rack, and bubbles were emitting one after another in the bottle on the iron rack.

A long tube hung down from the reel, heading downwards, with a needle on his left wrist.

"Beep! Beep!" On the cabinet next to the pillow, an unknown machine showed the curve of the electrocardiogram, making irregular beep sounds from time to time.

"Huh?" A nurse in white heard a strange sound and ran over suddenly, looked at the display screen, then looked at Jin Ling's open eyes, and then screamed in surprise, "Princess Nurse! Head Nurse! Patient No. 96! Patient No. 96! He woke up! He woke up!"

The scene seems familiar?

Jin Ling suddenly widened his eyes and began to look at everything in front of him with a sharp look.

This is a simple ward with a single bed. Everything around it is the appearance of the dream world, which is incompatible with the world of Wangxian Continent.

"Awakened! He woke up! Miracle, miracle!" The doctor who came to hear the news shouted frantically, "Fourteen years! Fourteen years! A man who has been in a coma for fourteen years, woke up!"

Jin Ling:......

He looked at his left wrist again. On top of his left wrist, in addition to the needle of the reel, there was something familiar.

It was the black bracelet I got when I was a mercenary after retirement, which made me unconscious.

"What year is it now? Our place is Dongming Province, Donghua Kingdom?" he asked with great difficulty.

"It's September 15th, the 2,200th year of the Eastern Yuan Dynasty. Yes, it's Yangjialing Street, Leijiang City, Dongming Province." The doctor said.

As he protruded, he felt the black bracelet on his wrist getting hot, the rust on the bracelet began to fade, and the twelve originally empty holes began to appear one by one.

Start with Baiyuzhu...

Until Jiucai Yuzhu.

He looked out the window.

The sky outside the window seemed a little different.

There was a child wearing a hospital gown, about six years old, who appeared at the door and stared at him blankly.

"Hello," the child said.

"Hello." This child made Jin Ling feel a little kind-faced.

"Children, you are hospitalized, why are you running around? Where are your parents?" Jin Ling asked.

The child pointed to an empty bed on the right, "I didn't run around, that's my bed."

Oh, it turned out to be from the same ward. Jin Ling shook his head, and there were still countless memories in his head, the endless memories of the world called Wangxian Continent in his dream.

[To be honest, I have been using wild fruit reading to read books and follow updates recently, changing sources and switching, and pronunciation aloud for many tones, www. Android and Apple are available.]

"My name is Jin Yuyan. Jin Yuyan's Jin Yuyan. I don't have parents." The child said with a lip curl, "Uncle Da from the waste purchase station, I'll send me to the hospital."

"Oh, you're an orphan." Jin Ling was particularly sensitive to the word orphan and empathized with it. "What disease did you get in?"

The child Jin Yuyan scratched his head embarrassedly, "I said I could see some strange things, they always didn't believe it. They said I had schizophrenia."

"You may not understand what schizophrenia is," he added, "in other words, it is also called psychosis."

Jin Ling smiled. It seemed that there were two worlds in his mind. Isn’t it also a mental illness?

He grabbed the needle of the syringe in vain and pulled the needle out directly, shook his head, sat up, and looked at the child in front of him seriously.

He found that the child had a small bottle of wine in his hand.

"Children, let's have a drink together, should we?"

His eyes were bright, like the stars in the sky.
Chapter completed!