Xie Jin felt that his eyelids were heavy, and he vaguely felt the noisy voices of people around him and the cold operation sound of medical machines, which made people feel a little disturbed.

His body was numb, as if he was being dragged down by countless invisible hands, Xie Jin tried to move, but found that even breathing became more and more difficult.

Is he dying? Xie Jin felt that his brain was blank, and now he couldn't even hear those noisy voices, and his body began to sink slowly in the nothingness.

No sound could be heard in the nothingness anymore, Xie Jin felt that he was being swallowed by darkness, he couldn't help his numb brain to think: "What will be at the end of nothingness? Shouldn't you feel the pain in this world again.

Anyway, there is no one in this world who worries about him, and it is nothing more than torture to continue to live on. The cruelty of reality is like a sharp piece of glass, stabbing his heart all the time. It will be a relief from pain.

"Doctor! The patient's blood oxygen saturation has dropped to 70%! Emergency oxygen supply is needed!"

"Get on the ventilator, quick! Turn the person over!"

"But... the injury on his back."

"It's nothing! All the glass shards from the wound on the back have been removed. Is life more important than the wound?!"

Xie Jin couldn't hear the rescue calls from the outside medical staff at all. It was as if an invisible membrane blocked Xie Jin's ears. He sank alone in the darkness, and the silence around him was terrifying, and he couldn't even hear his own heartbeat and breathing. .

Memories flashed through my mind page by page like a slide show. Xie Jin saw himself two years ago, and the people around him at that time, but now there is nothing left.

His life in the past two years has been terrible. He is like a downcast bereaved dog. His former friends died strangely, and the Internet scolded him constantly.

Xie Jin quietly looked at these unbearable memory fragments. He saw that he once hid in the dark rented house and resolutely wiped the wrist artery with a razor blade.

I also saw that Jiu, who could have transformed into a black lion, exhausted most of his cultivation to save himself, and finally turned into a black cat the size of a palm to save his life.

By the way, it's a pity that couldn't see Shangjiu in the end.

Xie Jin blinked his eyes hard, and grabbed the memory fragment with the black cat with his bare hands - of course he didn't catch anything, but his body fell a little faster because of the movement.

Then, he saw Ji Duan's face.

The young man who had been with him since the abandoned paradise, either sneered or yelled and roared, and afterwards showed the unique calmness of a young man. At that time, Xie Jin felt that it was a pity for him to die young.

But heard the Taoist said that Ji Duan was actually a living soul. Xie Jin was still wondering if there was any way to get Ji Duan back into his body until he fell into a coma. After all, Ji Duan was still young, and he still had a long way to go in the future.

It's a pity that he didn't have time to ask the Taoist priest who called himself Wen Liang.

Xie Jin slowly closed his eyes. He felt the weightlessness brought about by his fall in the double darkness, and there was a long-lost smile on his thin face.

It's about to be free, it's about to end.

"Xie Jin, Xie Jin."

In the infinite darkness, he heard a voice calling for his life. The voice was familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"Xie Jin, open your eyes, you can't continue to sleep." With that voice, Xie Jin felt something cold touch the side of his face, it should be a hand.

"Xie Jin, you promised me, do you still remember our agreement? You can't die, you can't give up lightly!"

The falling stopped abruptly, Xie Jin's entire body was frozen in the darkness, suddenly a huge force surged from bottom to top, and at some point a light appeared above, and he was lifted towards the light by the strong force below him.

The process couldn't be described in words. Almost in an instant, Xie Jin was pushed out of the black sea of ​​nothingness. At the same time, the sense organs and breathing began to work at the same time, and the external voice became clearer.

"The patient's blood oxygen returned to normal indicators! 90%, 96%!"

The whole world was spinning, Xie Jin opened his eyes slightly, looking at the dazzling light directly above in confusion, and the medical staff next to him had double images.

He rolled his eyes slightly, and saw Ji Duan, who was lying beside the operating table, opening his mouth and talking, with a rare anxious expression on his face.

"Xie Jin? Xie Jin? Can you hear me?" A hand wearing a rubber glove opened Xie Jin's eyelids, followed by a beam of light.

"Pupillary reflexes are normal, and we have been rescued." Xie Jin vaguely heard the man say such a sentence, perhaps because of the aftereffect of the anesthetic, he moved his eyelids and fell into a deep sleep again.

Outside the operating room, the in-operative light sign finally jumped from red to green, and Wen Liang was sitting on a public row of chairs, gnawing on a cornbread.

The door separating life and death was pushed open, Wen Liang looked up and saw Xie Jin lying on a stretcher bed being pushed out by the doctors and nurses, and Ji Duan was also among the people pushing the bed, although no one could see him .

"How is he?" Wen Liang stood up, stuffed the last mouthful of cornbread into his mouth, and walked towards the medical staff who pushed Xie Jin.

"The operation was successful." The chief surgeon explained to him, "The wound on the back was also sutured, and he needs to be hospitalized for observation later. The patient has a tear wound on his back, and he will be recuperated at home slowly, and he will be discharged soon."

The doctor thoughtfully sent Xie Jin to the ward, and told him some taboos and things to pay attention to. Before leaving, he did not forget to remind Wen Liang that he had to pay the bed fee for this week.

Wen Liang shrugged, clutching his little cloth bag distressedly, seeing that Ji Duan still didn't make a comment, he could only mutter unluckily: "Okay, I know you don't remember anything and you don't have money, so what about him? Ling should make a lot of money, right? Do you know his bank card password?"

"... He has no money." Ji Duan sighed, pointing to Xie Jin's ragged clothes, "Do you see the street stalls on him, does he look like a rich man?"

Wen Liang yelled that it was unheard of, he pinched his empty cloth bag and stared at him: "No way, then how can you pay me back the money I advanced earlier?"

I thought that would receive a considerable amount of compensation for releasing the debt of favor, but who would have thought that not only did not get any money, but even had to pay back the repayment money! play?

"You said before that I am a living soul. When I find a way to return to my body, I will definitely give you the money with interest. Before I was alive... I remember that I was still rich when I was a human being. If you can help me , I will pay you as much as you want."

Ji Duan met Wen Liang's gray-blue pupils, then looked at Xie Jin who was still in a coma on the hospital bed, fearing that the other party would not believe him, he gritted his teeth and swore, "If I lie to you, you can take my life away at any time, whether it is in ashes or forever. No reincarnation, let you dispose of it."

"You have read too many novels, and you will never be reincarnated." Wen Liang rubbed his unusually dazzling white hair, and sighed heavily, "Got it, I'm going to withdraw money, but I don't have enough cash on me."

He put the not-so-light-looking bamboo stick behind him in a corner of the ward, took out a transparent raincoat that didn't seem to be of good quality, and went out.

The ward that Xie Jin was going to deal with originally was a six-person room, but the beds in the general ward were full, so he could only be placed in intensive care as a last resort.

"I'm sleeping soundly now. Who was the one who frightened the person to death because of the sudden arrest of breathing during the rescue?" Ji Duan sat down beside the hospital bed. At the foot of the bed was the hospital gown sent by the nurse. The bag was opened, ready to be put on by Xie Jin.

Lifting the quilt, Xie Jin's naked body is underneath. Because of the extensive trauma on his back, Xie Jin was lying on his stomach. Ji Duan froze, his eyes hurt by the blood-stained bandage.

Although he knew that Xie Jin was seriously injured, he didn't expect that there was almost no good flesh on his back, because the wound was cleaned not long ago, and the broken glass in the wound was removed, and the dense wounds began to ooze blood again.

Shouldn't have gone to that damn place. Looking at Xie Jin's horrible back, Ji Duan gritted his teeth secretly.

Considering that Xie Jin's hands were inconvenient for infusion, he temporarily put on his pants, so that Xie Jin would not be naked in the hospital.

About half an hour later, Wen Liang, who went out to withdraw money in the rain, returned to the ward dripping wet. He threw a receipt to Ji Duan, his face full of pain: "Emergency surgery fee plus hospitalization fee, the total is 3958.63, the list Put it away, I will double it in the future."

"I said, I'll give you as much as you want." Ji Duan didn't even look at it, he just folded the list and put it in his trouser pocket. He covered Xie Jin with a quilt, and finally for the first time formally set his sights on Wen Liang who was wiping his hair .

"It's time to ask just now, who are you?" Ji Duan fixed his eyes on Wen Liang's strange face, "Why did you save us?"

Wen Liang was undoing the braids on the back of his head, and now he heard this for the first time, and he felt a little numb: "If you want to save people, you can save them. How can there be so many reasons to save people?"

"Don't perfunctory me." Ji Duan's voice was a little cold, and he intuitively told him that Wen Liang's reason was not that simple, "You said just now that Xie Jin and I are different from ordinary people, and when we first met, did you thinkkill me."

Although the atmosphere in the room was not tense, Ji Duan never let go of his vigilance. Although he had no memory, his physical instinct told him not to trust anyone easily.

"Just kidding, I don't want to test who you are." Wen Liang raised his hand in a gesture of favor, his loose white long hair stuck to his neck, making him look very abrupt in modern society.

Wen Liang put the towel on his shoulders, and found Xie Jin's string of mahogany beads from a pile of equipment. He held the string in his hand and played with it, "To tell you the truth, my sense of smell is very sensitive, especially for my own blood."

He threw the bracelet to Ji Duan, and Ji Duan took it subconsciously. Looking at the few cinnabar on the bracelet, he suddenly remembered Xie Jin's previous performances when he resisted the female ghost.

"...couldn't it be you?"

Ji Duan vaguely recalled that before Xie Jin introduced the equipment just in case, he mentioned that the mahogany skewer he was wearing had some cinnabar mixed with the blood of a highly respected Taoist priest.

"What?" Wen Liang was puzzled, he didn't understand what Ji Duan was saying.

"A highly respected Taoist priest? Is your blood in those cinnabar?" He pointed to Wen Liang's nose, his face full of disbelief.

Just as Wen Liang took off his gray robe, revealing his pure white inner garment, when he heard Ji Duan calling himself this, a smile suddenly spread across his face: "It's under me."

His long and narrow eyes were bent into crescent moons, he seemed to be in a good mood, and he didn't continue to play tricks, "You guessed it right, I got there just smelling my own blood, as for saving you... it was really just by the way.That's all."

Ji Duan: The seeds of vengeance are planted here