The life of a vegetative cup

What are the most intolerable sounds in the world?

Mother's long-winded?Girlfriend screaming unreasonably during an argument?Or is the professor on the podium eloquent like chanting scriptures?

No no, these are too superficial.

Based on my current feelings, I can tell you without hesitation that the things I've overheard now are the ones that can really drive people crazy.

Do not believe?Well, you quickly find a woman with sharp and long nails, and then give her a piece of broken glass, let her face your ear, and keep scratching it fiercely.

This method will definitely make you feel the pain I am suffering now.

Of course, it is by no means easy to endure this kind of pain.

So I had no choice but to grit my teeth and try my best to divert my attention, and recalled what I had done that was so outrageous that I ended up in such a tragic end.

Well, from a feeling point of view, maybe I really haven't been able to bite the bullet.

To be exact, I didn't feel the existence of my teeth at all.

Not only the teeth, but the fucking body that I have relied on for more than 20 years seems to be gone! !

But... Having said that, if you are a Chinese, and like me, unfortunately survived tenaciously in the famous exam-oriented education, then I am afraid that some things have been experienced.

For example, starting summer homework on the last day of high school vacation, or starting overnight revision the night before college final exams.

After going to school, it was during the postgraduate study period. After the tutor assigned the task, it was only when the deadline was reached that I remembered that I had to hand in the work results the next day.

In my case, the last one is what I'm currently experiencing with joy.

Homework can be plagiarized and exams can be cheated.

Of course, the premise of this success is that you must have absolute means, and be able to successfully hide among the people like an agent performing a mission.

And you can't deny that both of these two have the opportunity to conquer the sky.

However, the projects left by your mentor may not be so easy to deal with.

It’s okay if it’s just a simple overview, isn’t it just copying? How many times have I copied from childhood to adulthood?

I went to CNKI to search 200 documents, and then looked at the abstract, cut and cut the articles, and selected 40 articles for reference. If you have great skills, you can KO them perfectly in the last afternoon.

And the scope can cover both at home and abroad, including Chinese and English.

As for all the documents required by the tutor, they must be intensively read, classified, summarized and analyzed...

Brother, are you really that stupid?

When he really asks you these things, it might be the Year of the Monkey.

In short, let's talk about tomorrow's test first.

But if what he wants from you tomorrow is a small paper whose level must reach the level that can be published in a core journal, and you haven't moved a bit, and you haven't even figured out the main idea and framework structure that can fool you...

The brother can only say, hurry up and buy a piece of tofu and kill yourself, I'm afraid he can die more happily.

As for why I am saying these things now, of course it is because my brother’s last memory is stuck in the difficult and important choice of whether to go out to buy tofu like a star or a moon.

What's even more exaggerated is that because of the different mentors, the group of beasts sleeping together still have a leisurely mind, illegally assembled all night to go to the small restaurant outside to watch the European Cup!

Shake it! !

In the middle of the night, they are not afraid of being hit by a car when crossing the road!

Well, I admit that self-hypnosis exploded SEED due to jealousy, made a cup of instant solution, and prepared to work tirelessly for the modernization of the motherland all night in front of the computer. Unfortunately, I went to the small supermarket across the road to buy instant noodles The one who got hit by a car while getting ready for supper.

Husband!Even if I'm a ghost, I can't spare those beasts!

Especially now, Lao Tzu is very likely to be a ghost! !

Just as I was trying my best to fight against the magic voice in my head with all my potential and wisdom, and I was grinning and imagining all feasible non-materialist revenge methods in my heart, but the movement in my ear started to become much smaller.

Moreover, in addition to the non-stop, very regular "beep, beep", I can still hear someone talking...

I!I feel it too!

It's not a bed or something under this body!This body is covered with a quilt or something!

Doesn't the nose smell like hospital disinfectant or something!

Hallelujah! !

I'm not dead! !

Ha ha ha ha! !

Lao Tzu is indeed a millennium disaster!Longevity! !

Haha...ha...ha...ha...ha...

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This...this hand...why can't you move it?

Where are my arms and legs?Why can't I move anymore?

Also, what the hell is this stuffed nose and mouth! !

Ah Xi, is there any grandson to explain to Lao Tzu! !

"Mr. Zhao, are you here again?"

well?Lao Tzu's infrasound wave (generally inaudible to normal people) calls really well, Zhao?Could it be that Zhao Zefeng's grandson is here?

Damn boy, who looks like a second-class cripple, there is still a day when he can be called with such respect?

Ha, you're so loyal, you didn't leave my brother in the hospital alone, after my brother goes out, I definitely invite you to go to the restaurant and have a good meal!

After all, is it Lanzhou noodles or Yunnan rice noodles?

"Director Han, he has been sleeping for so long, please tell me clearly, I...I can accept it."

Really, how long has it been since the old doctor finished speaking, why are you only answering now?

But when did your grandson's voice become so low and mellow?

Speak well to Lao Tzu!Otherwise, I thought you were a baritone!

"Mr. Zhao, the patient's brain was injured in a car accident, and there is no way to diagnose it yet, but you have to prepare for the worst."

"Worst...worst plan? What do you mean by...?"

"Patients are likely to become vegetative."

"..."

...vegetative...

Vegetative! !

What nonsense are you talking about, you old quack! !

I'm ready!Believe it or not, I went to blow up your lair!Smashed your office! !

besides!Get your paws off my hands, you bastard!There are still needles stuck in the back of the hand!You fucking want to hurt me to death! !

The pressure on the hand suddenly disappeared, but the next moment, it was picked up carefully by someone and examined carefully, and then it was wrapped in a pair of extremely warm, even slightly trembling palms.

……

...This...this situation...why is it so strange?

"Mr. Zhao, don't be sad, this situation is not an example of not being awake, we will try our best..."

"Director Han, please...let us be alone for a while."

"...Okay, press the pager if you need anything."

After the sound of closing the door, I was stunned by the super violent news that just hit the top of my head, and finally regained my senses.

But "Mr. Zhao" who was still in the ward was silent for a long time, and then he opened his mouth again, making a voice that was as high as Erguotou, as mellow as he wanted.

"Mingxi..."

There was a slight choke in the voice.

"Mingxi..."

The increasingly hoarse voice, the heavy nasal sound when he kept inhaling, seemed to be trying to suppress the great pain.

"Mingxi..."

……

Ahhhhh!

shut up!Still a man!Why are men crying so much!

besides!Lao Tzu's name is not so girly!What the hell are you a kohlrabi in the saline-alkali soil!

Before I finished shouting, my body was suddenly pressed down, and a pair of powerful arms hugged me tightly at the same time, and they tightened more and more.

At the same time, a head was choked and buried next to my neck, and the exhaled breath was sprayed on Lao Tzu's exposed extremely sensitive (?) skin.

"With me...you'll be fine...you'll be fine..."

……

Ah ah ah ah ah! !

Hug him so tightly, do you want me to catch my breath?

You fucking GAY, let go of me! !