The hell game begins, please choose your plug-in

The First People's Hospital of Shanghai.

Zhang Lihua has been having a headache recently.

As the chief physician of the Department of Neurology at the First People's Hospital of Shanghai, he could not find out the cause of the patient's coma.

Two months ago, a little boy of four or five years old was sent to us. His name was Chen Tongtong. He fell into a coma for no apparent reason and the cause has not been found yet.

Fortunately, he woke up after a few days!

But this month, a comatose patient named Jiang Xiyue was suddenly transferred here, and the cause of his illness could not be found either.

More importantly, she has been in a coma for seven days!

Much longer than Chen Tongtong!

This gave him a headache.

As a doctor who has published more than ten papers in SCI, Zhang Lihua felt that his profession was insulted.

But even after contacting an expert for consultation, the cause of the disease could not be found.

According to the patient's medical history, Jiang Xiyue suffered from severe depression and once attempted suicide by taking poison!

Fortunately, it was discovered in time and rescued.

And the cause this time was still suicide by taking poison.

Fortunately, the pesticide she drank had expired. Although she was still suffering from vomiting and diarrhea, her life was not in danger.

He was sent to the hospital for gastric lavage and then returned to the general ward.

But on June 1st, Jiang Xiyue fell into a coma for no apparent reason.

At first the nurses thought he was asleep, until they couldn’t wake him up no matter how hard they tried, then they realized something was wrong!

The hospital immediately arranged various tests, but found nothing except malnutrition.

So they suspected that there was something wrong with the bottle of expired pesticide she drank.

But both the test results and the experiments on mice showed that Jiang Xiyue's coma had nothing to do with pesticides.

In desperation, Jiang Xiyue was transferred from the affiliated hospital to the First People's Hospital of Shanghai, hoping to find out the cause of the disease and prescribe the right medicine!

But until now, they still have nothing to show for it...

"Director Zhang, the patient is awake!"

A nurse ran over and said excitedly.

Zhang Lihua waved his hands in annoyance. "Oh, the patient is awake, so what? The hospital is so big, am I the only doctor there? Can't you see I have a headache... Wait!"

Zhang Lihua suddenly thought of something and looked at the nurse:

"Who? Who's awake?"

"Jiang Xiyue!"

Upon hearing the name, Zhang Lihua was shocked. Without caring about anything else, he immediately ran out and headed straight for Ward 205.

Since Jiang Xiyue had no health problems, she had been staying in a regular ward.

At this time, a group of experts gathered in the ward.

Although they were all curious to know how Jiang Xiyue felt now, they showed great patience and care when they thought that Jiang Xiyue was only a fifteen-year-old girl suffering from severe depression.

"Xiaoyue, do you feel any discomfort or other discomfort? Are you dizzy or in pain?"

"Are you thirsty? Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

"..."

Faced with the kind inquiries of the doctors, Jiang Xiyue seemed a little confused.

She still wasn't quite sure what the situation was.

At this time, Zhang Lihua came to the ward and saw Jiang Xiyue sitting up.

"Great, he's really awake!"

Zhang Lihua breathed a sigh of relief, then took a few steps forward and told him about her coma for the past few days.

Jiang Xiyue's first reaction after hearing this was the copy of the Hell Game.

Those memories, like a dream, are a little fuzzy, but they do exist!

Is it a dream?

She doesn't know.

But compared to the known methods of entering the Hell Game, her experience was indeed more like a dream!

"So, was it a dream?"

She had forgotten a lot about this dream, and her memory was gradually becoming blurred, like rust spreading over it, being covered up bit by bit.

But there were always a few words echoing in her mind:

"You have to live for yourself!"

"If there is no color in the world, we will create color. If there is no light in the world, we will create light!"

"There is a large field of sunflowers growing on the hill in my hometown! Every year at this time of year, you can see golden sunflowers everywhere. It is so beautiful!"

"When you are discharged from the hospital, I will take you to see it!"

She didn't know why, but she wanted to cry when she thought of these words.

She seemed to see someone who was trying desperately to save her!

I just want to tell her: You are not a disaster!

Zhang Lihua saw that Jiang Xiyue was in a low mood, and considering that the patient had just woken up, he said to the other doctors:

"Okay, Xiaoyue just woke up, let's let her rest for a while! It's not too late to ask again after she has recovered her energy!"

"Um... Nurse Liu, go buy some nutritious food. Just giving her an IV won't do. The little girl is a bit malnourished and needs to replenish her body!"

Under Zhang Lihua's arrangement, everyone left the ward.

Nurse Liu also knew that Jiang Xiyue had just had her gastric lavage a few days ago, so she naturally knew what she could eat and what she could not eat, and she quickly prepared it.

The experts dispersed one after another. At this time, a middle-aged woman hurried over and grabbed the last expert who was about to leave.

"Doctor, is my daughter awake?"

The expert was slightly startled, "Your daughter is..."

"Jiang Xiyue!"

Upon hearing the name, the expert realized that she was Jiang Xiyue's mother, and said with a smile:

"Oh, he's awake. He looks pretty good. He's resting now!"

"Can I go in and see her?"

Looking at the woman's anxious expression, the expert was a little embarrassed for a moment. After all, the patient had just woken up and needed to rest.

However, considering that the patient suffers from severe depression, it might be better to have relatives around.

What he didn't know was that Jiang Xiyue's depression came from her mother...

"Of course you can, but you need to pay more attention to the patient's emotions and not put too much pressure on her, so as not to cause other problems."

"Okay, thank you doctor!"

"You're welcome!"

After the expert left, Jiang's mother's expression changed instantly.

She walked into the ward and took out everything in her bag under Jiang Xiyue's calm gaze.

A thick math workbook, two ballpoint pens, and a draft book.

"Now that you're awake, hurry up and study. Finish this exercise book while you're in the hospital."

"The high school entrance exam is in a month. You fainted for so long, I don't know how many points you'll lose!"

"I have contacted two private tutors. When you are discharged from the hospital, they will provide you with 2-on-1 training every Friday afternoon to Monday morning. Apart from eating and sleeping, your only task is to study!"

"Take it!"

Jiang's mother forcefully stuffed the exercise book and pen into Jiang Xiyue's arms.

Jiang Xiyue glanced at the book in her hand, hesitated for a moment, and threw it aside.

Jiang's mother was stunned, and asked with a little disbelief: "Jiang Xiyue, what do you mean?"

Jiang Xiyue said calmly: "Mom, I want to rest..."

This was the first time Jiang Xiyue spoke her mind to her mother since she suffered from depression.

"rest!?"

Jiang's mother jumped up instantly as if someone had stepped on her tail, her eyes widened as if she could spit fire.

"You're going to take the high school entrance exam soon and you're still thinking about taking a rest?!"

She pointed at Jiang Xiyue, looking very disappointed:

"Jiang Xiyue, you have grown wings and dare to go against me, right?"

"I'm telling you, as long as I'm here, you can't rest!"

"Your father is such an outstanding person, if it weren't for you, would he have died?!"

"Even if it's not for me, you can't rest for your father!"

"If you don't get into a good high school, how can you get into a good university in the future? How can you make a lot of money? Ah!"

"Mom is doing this for your own good! Why don't you understand?"

Jiang's mother beat her chest and stamped her feet, looking like she was giving advice in great earnest.

But in Jiang Xiyue's heart, there was not a single ripple.

She had seen her like this countless times...

Seeing that Jiang Xiyue remained indifferent, Jiang's mother's face suddenly turned gloomy.

"Okay! You're fine! Jiang Xiyue, you don't think I can do anything to you, do you?"

"Don't forget, you are my daughter. I will pay for your living expenses, tuition, and accommodation in the future."

"If you want to rest, fine, but then don't go to school from now on!"

"Compulsory education is only nine years anyway, so it doesn't matter if you don't go to high school after graduating from junior high school."

"I will support you for another three years. After three years, you will be an adult and I will no longer be obligated to support you."

"You can go wherever you want then, I won't bother to care!"

"I just don't know how you are going to make money to support yourself?"

Jiang's mother sneered, her sarcasm clearly revealed.

"You suffer from depression and may commit suicide at any time. Do you think anyone would want you? You can't even screw in an electronics factory, right?"

Jiang Xiyue heard this, and although her face was calm, her hands unconsciously grasped the bed sheet tightly...

Jiang's mother stood up, her eyes cold.

"Do you want to study hard and get into a good high school, so you can earn money sitting in an air-conditioned office in the future, or starve to death alone on the street? I'll give you one day, and you can choose for yourself!"

She leaned close to Jiang Xiyue's ear and whispered like a devil:

"Jiang Xiyue, you are my daughter. Don't ever think of escaping from me in your life!"

There was a sick light flashing in Jiang's mother's eyes. She had gone crazy since the moment Jiang's father died!

boom--

The door of the ward closed and Jiang's mother left.

Jiang Xiyue sat on the bed blankly, not knowing what she was thinking about...

Her mind echoed with what Jiang's mother had just said:

"Jiang Xiyue, you are my daughter. Don't ever think of escaping from me in your life!"

Those thorny words tightly wrapped around her, piercing her soul deeply...

After a long time, Jiang Xiyue suddenly stood up and walked out of the ward like a zombie.

Seeing this, the nurse outside the door hurriedly asked her where she was going.

Jiang Xiyue forced a pale and weak smile:

"I'm going to the bathroom."

"Let me help you!" The nurse wanted to come over and support Jiang Xiyue, but she refused.

"No, I can do it, and the doctor also told me to exercise properly."

Seeing this, the nurse stopped forcing Jiang Xiyue and let her leave.

……

The sleeping white demon suddenly woke up.

A question suddenly occurred to him.

Because Jiang Baimeng entered the game with them as a player in the third stage, he subconsciously thought that Jiang Baimeng was her real name.

But what if Jiang Baimeng is not her real name?

Jiang Yueyin corresponds to the first stage, Jiang Yueyin’s dream for music.

Jiang Xueyou corresponds to the second stage and her mother’s expectations of her.

So, what does Jiang Baimeng mean?

……

On the hospital rooftop.

A tear fell from the corner of Jiang Xiyue's eye.

The sun in the early morning is not too glaring. It shines on people and makes them feel warm.

But Jiang Xiyue's heart was chillingly cold, and her whispers drifted in the wind:

"I'm sorry, I think I'm going to miss the appointment..."

"You said you should live for yourself. Actually, I am living for myself now..."

"It's just a daydream, after all..."

Jiang Xiyue's figure swayed and she fell into the cold embrace...

boom--

"Someone come! Someone jumped off the building..."