Chapter five hundred and seventy six unexpected things 3
"Ah...?#%￥..." Wang Wei heard the words first. Another miracle happened to Wang Wei. One night, he woke up again, lying in bed alone, muttering to himself!
I couldn't hear what they were saying, but they seemed to be floating in the air, as if they were blowing over the sea at dawn, cooling the room.
"Who's talking? Is it you, kid?"
The old professor heard the voices outside. He pricked up his ears and listened carefully. He shouted loudly and raised his head to ask. He didn't hear the answer. Then he slowly climbed up from the bed and sat up, gently put his legs to the side, and slowly
Stand up slowly and prepare to go out quietly for observation.
Haha, he can definitely trust and be proud of his medical skills. He believes that the young man must have woken up. The important thing is not to interrupt him and make no sudden noises or body movements to avoid psychological shock due to the patient's surprise.
He retreated. But he was very excited!
After all, the operation was successful!!
He walked out slowly and quietly. After leaving the specialized operating table of the famous hospital where he had worked all his life, the surgical operation he performed in an ordinary house in this small fishing village using simple tools was equally exquisite. As an experienced veteran,
Professor, he is confident about this.
"Li Yijiang...," Wang Wei moved his lips and murmured vaguely.
"friend?"
"Who are you? Are you... God?" Wang Wei slowly opened his eyes and saw an old foreign man with gray hair!
"Oh, kid, you finally woke up. How do you feel? Who is Li...Yi...Jiang? You seem to have been talking about this person. Is he your friend? Where are you from? Tell me, okay kid?
?”
"I don't know." Wang Wei responded weakly, his head motionless, but he saw an old man in the corner of his eye.
I woke up, but I was unconscious, oh... It's understandable that the patient who just woke up may just be gibbering subconsciously, and everything is recovering.
"Then tell me, kid, do you want to poop now? Or pee?"
"What?"
"Remove your hands, child. Haha, it's so cute. My child, if you need to poop, the potty next to you is for this purpose. The white one down there... um, poop, and the round-mouthed pee. If you want to poop, tell me.
I'll help you finish it, okay kid?" The old professor leaned in front of him and asked tentatively.
"Feel sorry……"
"Haha, no need to be sorry, kid, this is completely a normal human physiological activity. I am a doctor, your doctor. My name is Lawrence, what is your name kid? Can you tell me?"
"What?"
"I thought maybe we could talk..."
"Uh! I asked you what your name is?"
Wang Wei slowly turned his head and stared at this amiable and respectable old man under the dim light of the sky. Yes, he was a completely familiar and yet very strange foreigner, a strange old man, and his back was streaked by the morning sunlight.
The white walls, but my heart is blank!
At this time, silence was louder than sound. Wang Wei didn't know where he was, let alone who he was.
You don’t seem to know such an old man?
For a while, Wang Wei seemed to understand something in his heart, but the screen of his brain was almost blank! The only limited snowflake-like memory was that of the weird giant 757 passenger plane and Li Yijiang. What happened to them?
What stuff, why was it attacked...
What the hell was this done by the Shenma people?!
As soon as he thought of Li Yijiang and his mind returned to normal, Wang Wei suddenly thought of his mission and action plan. How is Li Yijiang doing now?
He turned his head and stared at the old professor with his black eyes.
"I have no idea."
"What's your name? Which country are you from? Are you Chinese?"
"I don't know...I'm sorry..."
Wang Wei shook his head gently. It wasn't that he didn't want to tell the old professor, but that he was confused again...
"Oh... God! What's the matter, kid? You really don't know your name? So whether you are Chinese or not, have you forgotten this?"
"Yes, but I seem to be Chinese, from New York, USA..."
Wang Wei said softly to the old professor that nothing had surprised the experienced old professor before and since, and he was indeed capable of killing this strange young man who fell from the sky (according to the nearby folks)
He was rescued, but he was still Chinese, but from the United States?
However, although the young man's behavior after he woke up was still a bit bad, it did make him feel happy. What was unbelievable was that Wang Wei's answer surprised him even more! What's going on? How could a person not
Know his name? He doesn't believe that his operation was a mistake. If so, the young man would not wake up again.
However, the young man who woke up did not know his own name! But he could name a person, but he had forgotten his own name!
What a pity and incredible!
Even though he has been a doctor all his life, such clinical trials and cases are too weird. Is it amnesia? Or... This is too scary...
Wang Wei struggled a few times. It seemed that he was a little anxious and uneasy. He glanced at the old professor with a painful look. He even tried to get up from the bed by himself, but was ignored by the old professor.
He held it down gently and helped him lie down again.
"Don't move, kid, this takes time. The more you struggle, the more you torture yourself, it's useless, and the worse the situation will be.
"You, who are you?" Wang Wei was very obedient, and then asked the kind old man in front of him. "Did you save me?"
"Yes, then...child, where are you from?"
"Heaven."
The sky? Sure enough, it is the sky! But how could an ordinary child who was so slippery and unwavering fall off a plane flying from the United States to Europe? What terrible thing happened? But what Wang Wei said, let
The old professor was a little confused. A young Chinese man came from the sky. This, this is unbelievable. It’s too unbelievable.
"It came from the sky. The passenger plane crashed. We... I can't explain clearly what happened. Anyway, it's very strange... and it ended up like this..."
"So?"
The old professor looked seriously at Wang Wei on the bed:
"Who is the person you have been talking about in your coma...???"
"who?"
"It seems to be someone named... Li Yijiang! Also, there is one more thing, some people... I can't hear clearly, haha." The old professor explained embarrassedly: "Chinese names
, I have been to China before and worked at Tsinghua University for several years. Some simple Chinese words, words, and writing are not a big problem for me. So I can understand some of your words, haha."
The old professor made a face at Wang Wei proudly and laughed.
"who are they?"
"I can't tell clearly, maybe there are some devils, maybe there are some gods, messengers who specialize in extraditing people to heaven. I just want to find them...to extradite them back to China, but the passenger plane was hit midway.
Got me down again by mistake..."
"I remembered, it seems that I am escaping from death now..."
The strange thing is that now Wang Wei can't remember almost any of his experiences in the previous seventeen or eight years. He has forgotten them completely. However, his funny experience in the sky quickly came back to him in his brain search.
It’s vivid in my mind!
However, the old professor who rescued him was confused and confused by what he heard!
Based on his more than seventy years of life experience on the earth, he has almost heard fantasy. He has never believed in religion, nor does he believe that there are any creatures outside the earth...
However, if this young Chinese man did not come from an alien planet, how could he have fallen from the sky alone, burned into a fireball, and yet still be alive?
"Hey! Young man, you really surprised me..." The old professor chuckled, "Son, please stop talking and cultivate quietly..."
He swallowed back the next words, but Wang Wei heard the underlying meaning.
"The plane really had an accident, and I didn't die!" Wang Wei said seriously: "Old man, if you don't believe it, then where do you think I fell from?"
"Haha, I believe it, I believe it! If that's the case, then why don't I know your name?"
"have no idea."
"I really don't want to remember this anymore, at least now I really don't know who I am..." Wang Wei shook his head in confusion, damn, this is probably the biggest mystery he wants to solve right now!! Why do all memories exist?
They all disappeared, but some people and things were remembered clearly. I actually couldn’t even remember who I was and what my name was...
It's ridiculous, it's so funny, but the tragic passenger plane and Li Yijiang are the only ones left that haven't been completely deleted? Why!!
"It doesn't matter, kid," the old professor thought for a moment and said, "I have been listening to you. It doesn't matter, but I can give you some tips, if you are willing to listen."
"Uh...I'm listening!"
"No, you didn't listen. You turned away. You seemed sad... You lay in your strange cocoon and pulled up the sheets to cover your thoughts. You are in too much pain, aren't you, kid? Now listen to me.
.”
"Yes, I'm listening." Wang Wei nodded. He was really struggling in his heart, trying to recall everything he had experienced in the past!!
Not everyone can bear the feeling of forgetfulness, especially Wang Wei's past, which is so difficult and dangerous, thrilling, weird and worthy of pride... It's a narrow escape every time, and he needs to remember it and put everything in order
Recall without loss!!
"Old man, who are you? Where am I...?"
Wang Wei moved his fingers lightly and looked around at the things in the room. Although Wang Wei occasionally liked to read novels about rebirth and time travel on the Internet before, Wang Wei found that he was not reborn, nor did he time travel, but
Live truly in the present moment.
Especially when faced with reality and this old foreign professor, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the noble, angel-like old man in white.