White sheets, the pungent smell of disinfectant, and an infusion bottle hanging beside the bed... This somewhat familiar yet extremely unfamiliar scene made Zhao Yang, who had just woken up, feel infinitely dazed.
"Where am I...?"
Zhao Yang's lips trembled slightly, and he uttered a few words with difficulty. He turned his head with difficulty, and looked around with great surprise and confusion. Those scenes between familiar and unfamiliar made his mind feel like sparks of lightning.
Fragments that have been buried deep in the memory for who knows how many years flash by like a flash...
"M-hospital?"
Zhao Yang blinked in confusion, his expression still in a daze. As the memories that had been buried deep in his mind for a long time continued to emerge, the confusion in Zhao Yang's eyes gradually turned into shock and bewilderment, so that
His breathing seemed rapid and anxious.
"I, how could I be in the hospital? How could I be in the hospital!"
Zhao Yang lowered his head and looked at the hospital gown on his body. Just when he wanted to hold up his arms, he found that his body was completely unresponsive, as if it was not his body. It was extremely difficult to move even if he wanted to.
After struggling for a while, Zhao Yang finally gave up.
Lying on the bed silently, blinking at the ceiling, he fell silent.
"Hospital...what a distant memory!"
Zhao Yang murmured, as if he was talking in a dream, with a sense of wandering and confusion.
"But, how on earth did I come back here...? Think about it, think about it. How long ago is this memory? Five hundred and thirty years? Or five hundred and thirty-six years? Hmm...
You have to think about it carefully..."
Zhao Yang murmured, his thoughts gradually drifting away, and the deepest memories were gradually unearthed by him.
"Five hundred and thirty-six years! Yes, it is five hundred and thirty-six years! But... who am I now? Are the five hundred and thirty-six years in my memory just a long dream? No
!This is impossible! These five hundred years of experience are all vivid in my mind, it cannot be just a dream..."
Zhao Yang shook his head gently, his thoughts gradually becoming confused. The last scene of the five hundred and thirty-six years in his memory appeared in front of his eyes.
The gloomy and dark sky, the ink-black clouds, the raging wind, the dull and oppressive atmosphere of terror, as if the whole sky is about to collapse, the thick purple lightning like a dragon and snake dancing wildly...
"That's right! There is nothing wrong with all of this. It was not a dream. Dreams can't be so real. That scene that looks like the end of the world is indeed the coming of a catastrophe! I was in the 'Diyuan Immortal Land' where more than 500 people
The experience of practicing for many years will never be false! From the foundation building stage to the tribulation stage, the practice of each realm is vivid and clear in my mind."
"But... I was clearly plotted against by someone during the tribulation, and I died in a catastrophe. How could it happen that I was allowed to return to the earth again?"
Zhao Yang was at a loss in his heart.
The experiences he remembered were simply unbelievable to ordinary people, even a fantasy!
When Zhao Yang was eighteen years old, he had just finished the college entrance examination. He finally couldn't help but ask out his classmate, whom he had a crush on for a long time, and wanted to confess his love. However, when the two of them were crossing the road, they encountered a speeding car.
As a car passed by, Zhao Yang pushed the girl away in time, but he was hit by the car and flew out.
It was that accidental car accident that caused Zhao Yang's soul to strangely travel to a world called "Diyuan Xianlu". There was no high technology in that world, but there were all kinds of magical cultivation methods that could make people achieve spiritual perfection.
Immortal!
Zhao Yang traveled to the "Diyuan Immortal Continent" and experienced more than five hundred years. He practiced from an ordinary disciple of a small sect who knew nothing to the stage of transcending tribulation, and became a veritable giant of the immortal world and a monster-level figure.
When he was finally overcoming the tribulation, he was plotted against and killed by the heavenly tribulation.
It's just that Zhao Yang never imagined that he didn't really die in the catastrophe, but that his soul actually traveled back to the earth again!
While Zhao Yang was lost in thought, the door to the ward suddenly made a 'click' sound and was gently pushed open.
Hearing the noise, Zhao Yang subconsciously raised his head and looked towards the door.
I saw a woman in a white coat, about twenty-six or seven years old, walking in. The woman wore a pair of very intellectual glasses on her nose.
The first time he saw this woman, Zhao Yang couldn't help but feel amazed. Her face was very delicate, like a work of art, and the proportions were almost perfect!
Even during his more than five hundred years of practice in the 'Diyuan Xianlu', Zhao Yang had seen countless beautiful female cultivators, but the woman in front of him still gave him a sense of amazement.
!
The woman's delicate and almost perfect face was something Zhao Yang had rarely seen in his more than five hundred years of practice in the 'Diyuan Immortal Land'.
Apart from his almost perfect face, what attracted Zhao Yang the most was his intellectual and elegant temperament.
This is a superb beauty!
This is the definition Zhao Yang made at first sight.
Even though the other person was wearing a doctor's coat and could not show off her figure, with Zhao Yang's eyesight, he could conclude that even if this woman's figure was not as perfectly proportioned as her face, it was definitely not much different.
"You, you're awake?!"
At this moment, the woman also noticed that Zhao Yang was looking at her intently with his eyes open, and she couldn't help showing an extremely surprised expression on her face. She quickly took three steps and two steps at a time, and almost rushed to Zhao Yang's hospital bed.
"Yeah. Just woke up."
Zhao Yang nodded laboriously and looked away from the woman's almost suffocatingly beautiful face.
He is not the kind of person who has never seen beautiful women.
In the hundreds of years of practice in the "Diyuan Immortal Land", especially after he became a giant in the immortal way and an ancestor-level figure, he has seen countless beautiful fairies.
Although the woman in front of him was stunning, she still didn't feel out of place.
Hearing Zhao Yang's answer, the beautiful doctor quickly took off the stethoscope around her neck to examine him...
He allowed himself to be manipulated by the most beautiful doctor in front of him, and after conducting a series of examinations, Zhao Yang blinked lightly and looked at him.
"Your physical condition is very good, don't worry. Now that you have just woken up, the most important thing is to rest peacefully..."
The beautiful doctor took a breath and looked at Zhao Yangdao with a smile.
"Oh, by the way, my name is Liang Jing, and I am your attending physician. I have been personally responsible for checking and monitoring your condition during the nearly two years since you were comatose."
"Two years?"
Zhao Yang was startled.
Has it only been two years?
Zhao Yang's expression became dazed again. Compared with the more than five hundred years of practice in the "Diyuan Immortal Continent", a mere two years is nothing. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a snap of a finger.
Seeing that Zhao Yang was in a trance, Liang Jing couldn't help but said: "Okay, don't think so much. What you need most now is to rest. Then slowly recover your body. You haven't moved for two years, even if you do it every day
A nurse will help you perform muscle massage, and it will take a long recovery period before you can move freely like normal people..."
"Um."
Zhao Yang nodded lightly, and immediately a strong sense of tiredness came over him, and his eyelids closed gently without realizing it...
Seeing Zhao Yang sleeping deeply, Liang Jing couldn't help but reveal a relaxed smile. It was a great relief for her as a doctor that a patient who had been in a vegetative state for two years could wake up.
Liang Jing withdrew her gaze, turned around and left the ward...
