I received a bounce from a non-existent player

Kidney failure?Isn't this Zongge's disease? How can I... and so many other problems...

I panicked all of a sudden, looking at the certificate over and over again.The doctor's signature and the hospital's seal don't look fake, and the patient's name is indeed my name, without any trace of any modification.

Mid-January 15.

What am I doing during this time?Stay up late and work overtime?And when did the kidney failure happen, I don't even remember that I have been treated...

Can kidney failure be cured?So many complications, not late stage but also mid-stage... How long can you live without treatment?

I was completely in a panic.I don’t remember having such a serious illness at all, and the only time I remember being hospitalized was because of a mild operation like appendectomy... Then where did this certificate come from?I finally...

I stared blankly at the certificate in my hand, and suddenly remembered the memory fragments that flashed through my mind before.

The smell of disinfectant water lingering at the tip of the nose, the strong light piercing the eyelids, the people in white and blue clothes passing by, the sound of the instrument...

And the sound of conversation.I heard a familiar voice.

A person shook my hand very hard, dragging my consciousness out of the coma.

Suddenly my mind was pitch black again.As far back as I can remember, it seemed like I couldn't breathe.

I kept asking:

【Ah Heng, am I going to die? 】

He answered in a low voice:

[No, don't think about it. 】

[When it's over, let's go]

Sound of the waves.

It seemed that sea water washed up to my ears.I trembled and covered my ears.

Why... Jiang Heng is in this memory?

The details of those hospitals, as well as the sea...the sea is absolutely impossible for me to go to, but I would not dare to go if my mind is still normal.But these memories are too real and exact, except that I can't grasp them in the blink of an eye like the wind, everything else is no different from the memories I have now.

I remember the breathing rate when they talked, the slightly rough palm lines of the hand holding me, and the cold and silent piercing feeling of sea water pouring into my ears...

I just don't I have so many lost memories?

It's me……

already dead?

Thinking of this, several double images appeared on the diagnosis list in front of my eyes, and my abdomen began to ache.

I twitched the corners of my mouth, trying to laugh at myself for having such an absurd idea, but I couldn't laugh at all.

The more I tried to convince myself to ignore the black and white certificate, the more I had to understand that I had believed it.

Panting for breath, I threw the thin piece of paper aside, looking at the stack of documents that recorded my life with only some paper and ink, I suddenly felt a sense of being ironic, and my whole body became weak.

Along the way, I watched those life and death, sent the dead into reincarnation, talked about the dead with the living, promised the dead to save the living, and in the end...

I am not alive myself.

I don't know what kind of mood I was in, and I searched for my death certificate in the pile of papers, but I couldn't find it in the end.

It's right to think about it.I smiled.I'm dead, who will prove it in my house?

if i die...

"It's not too late, you just...how did you get like this?"

The familiar voice made me tremble.I looked up at Jiang Heng.

The moment my eyes touched him, my heart ached as if someone had grabbed him.Maybe the pain in my heart was severe, and the tears I had been holding back for a long time finally burst uncontrollably.

There was a flash of bewilderment in his eyes: "...what's the matter with you?"

I hurriedly lowered my head to wipe away my tears, pretended to tidy up my things, and hid the certificate at the bottom, trying my best to make my voice sound calm: "It's nothing, I accidentally knocked something off, I... "

Jiang Heng sighed, both frustrated and relieved, came over and knelt down to tidy up with me: "Why are you crying, are there still few things you knocked off?"

As soon as he comforted me softly, my psychological defenses collapsed a little, and tears flowed out uncontrollably, leaving two water stains on the white paper, and hurriedly reached out to wipe it twice in embarrassment.I heard him beside me sigh, and then I felt a gentle force hug my shoulders, bringing me into his arms: "What's wrong..."

I sniffed and turned around, putting my face in the crescent of his neck.

Only then did I realize that compared to his body temperature, mine seemed astonishingly low, but it was just a hug, and I suddenly felt like I was about to be burned. Listening to his clear and powerful blood pulse, Like listening to a song.

"Why is your body cold?" He also realized that my body temperature was wrong, and hugged me a little tighter, "Is it cold?"

I didn't speak, just closed my eyes and felt his question to me.If I don't compare myself with him, I don't feel cold, but if my heart is cold, of course I can't feel it.

Seeing that I didn't answer, he reached out and touched my forehead: "Is there any discomfort? Why don't we go to the hospital?"

I smiled in my heart, and thought that if any hospital could cure me, the ten acres of land would be filled with pennants, but at the same time as I had this thought, I suddenly thought of something else What.

Hospital……

The doctor also used a fake news record to make me almost believe that Jiang Heng actually came with bad intentions, so is this certificate true?

Then again, I just went to the hospital not long ago because of abdominal pain.Even if being alive is just my illusion, the instruments in the hospital can't lie, can they?If the result is wrong, those doctors and nurses dare to look at me?

I took a breath, as if grasping a life-saving straw, and then thought about it, and I said yes, listening to Liu Feng's tone, he also thought I was a living person... How can a ghost be fooled by a ghost? ?

Jiang Heng must not let Jiang Heng know about this until he finds out.Even if he appeared in my fragmented memory, there is no guarantee that it happened for real, rather than a hallucination that I was tossed about by this book until the end.I used to investigate the dead before, but this time I'm afraid I have to investigate myself...whether it is to investigate what happened to those fragmented memories, or whether I am alive or dead.

At this moment, there was a sudden creak in the corridor.

I was very sensitive to this sound, and when I heard it, I suddenly raised my head, and accidentally bumped into Jiang Heng's chin, causing him to gasp in pain, and my own forehead also suffered from bursts of pain, so I hurriedly passed him Look over your shoulder to see the source of that voice.

It was too late to look up, and I only saw a slender tail, but it was enough for me to figure out what it was—generally, ten out of ten of the mice that appeared at this time were von Neumann.

I turned pale in shock, grabbed his arm and pointed there and stammered: "Feng, Feng—"

Fortunately, Jiang Heng actually understood, frowned and looked at what I was pointing at, pulled away my hand and stood up, "I'll go and see, you stay here well."

After he finished speaking, he walked over there.I watched his back disappear into the corner of the corridor. After thinking about it, I still felt that it was too dangerous for him to face Feng Nuo Erman alone. After all, the last car accident was still vivid in my memory, so I hurriedly got up and followed.

I hurried over, turned a corner and entered the living room, and the first thing I saw was Jiang Heng with his back to me.Squatting on the sofa in front of him was a fat and familiar squirrel, staring up at him motionless.

Sensing my approach, the squirrel still didn't move, but its eyes suddenly turned to my direction, Jiang Heng immediately turned his head, and when he saw me, there was an imperceptible strangeness in his eyes for a second.

It's just that all my attention was on the mouse, so naturally I didn't see it.

The squirrel suddenly squeaked, then jumped off the sofa and disappeared into the dark crevice under the sofa.

I hurriedly said, "Hurry up and grab it!"

"It's useless." Jiang Heng glanced in that direction lightly, "The mouse is not Feng Nuo Erman's body, but just one of its countless carriers in the real world. Even if it is caught, it can escape its shell at any time."

I was dumbfounded: "It's not that it's useless to hurt it or kill it..."

He smiled: "It's not alive. It's just a consciousness, not a living thing. Even if it was alive... it was a long time ago."

I blinked.

The falling of the medical certificate and the appearance of the ghost hand happened so tightly that I thought it was the sixth deceased who got it down, but since Von Neuermann also appeared here, I can't help but think, maybe The medical certificate has something to do with it.

If so, it created a nightmare for me at the airport before, saved me from He Liancheng in the hotel, and now let me see my previous critical illness records...

What exactly is it trying to do?