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Chapter 40 "Geometry Man" Chapter [-]

Chapter 40 "Geometry Man" Part [-]

There are still three days until the college entrance examination, and I haven't slept for a week.

Just because Xiaomei said that if I could get into the same university as her, she agreed to be my girlfriend.

Shuomen University has an average admission score of 629.

That was her goal and now it's my goal.

My usual simulation score is only about 550, but I have improved by leaps and bounds these days.

I don’t know how many cups of coffee I’ve had, and I haven’t slept for a whole week.

I basically studied Chinese, Mathematics, and English from beginning to end.

I was mentally squeezed to the very end, and the fatigue was already obvious.

I touched the school group photo on the table in front of me, the person in position No. 18 in the fourth row.

She is my little beauty, really beautiful.

I'm ready now, and it seems like I'm still short of a peaceful sleep.

But I'm not sleepy at all.

I slowly stood up and walked towards my bed.

As soon as I took the first step, I felt dizzy.

Blood flows to the limbs to support the body's progress, and blood originally supplied to the brain is withdrawn.

It was dark all over again, and his vision suddenly disappeared.

Then the sense of limbs disappeared, and my feet and hands began to lose control.

The body leaned forward slightly, and then lost its center of gravity.

My consciousness is clear, but I am out of control.

I fell face down on the edge of the bed.

His head fell heavily on Simmons.

I wanted to shout for help, but found that I couldn't make a sound at all.

Can I be sure that my consciousness is extremely clear, have I become a vegetative state?
This is my first thought.

Then the second thought came up, what should I do if my little girl can’t get into college?
Must be restored.

I thought about whether I was dreaming. I had such a scene in my dreams before.

But I quickly figured it out because my thinking was very logical.

The vision is dark, but the sound can be heard.

I couldn't move, but I could feel the feeling of someone pressing on the bed.

Is it okay to just fall asleep and wake up?
I organize my thoughts and stop thinking about bad things.

I plan to take a nap and wake up before talking.

But I found that I couldn't sleep at all.

I haven't slept in a week and can't sleep at all.

Isn't sudden death common among people who spend all night surfing the Internet in Internet cafes?
Why do I do it too? Only then did I realize that there is no essential difference between me and those who stay online all night.

Others are playing, but I am studying.

One word comes to mind, learning to death.

I think I can be on the news headlines tomorrow.

Then I lay like this for another three hours, and was finally discovered by my mother who opened the door and asked me to eat.

She called my name and then turned me over.

Her shouts became louder and louder, but I couldn't react at all.

Screaming my name over and over again.

Then came the pinching and slapping.

The pain was burning, but there was nothing I could do.

His eyelids were opened, and Guang Mang entered his field of vision again.

But the focus was always blurry, and I couldn't see my mother clearly.

It turns out that I am not blind, I just lost the feeling in my limbs.

As a result, the eyelids cannot be opened, so they cannot see.

So you say I'm in a vegetative state?
Will everything be fine as long as you wake up?

Eh, wait.

What should I do if I never wake up?
I will take the college entrance examination in two days.

Eyelids closed again, my mother seemed to get up and dial the phone anxiously.

Another twenty minutes passed.

Dad came with the doctor.

I was put on a stretcher and taken to the downstairs of the community.

He was then put in an ambulance and taken to the hospital.In the emergency ward, I heard the doctors whispering.

"All physical signs are normal. What's wrong with you?"

"It's impossible for him to have a stroke at such a young age. Let's wait for a test to see the results."

The doctor flicked his eyelids open again, and the flashlight shone in.

"The pupils cannot contract normally, are they brain dead?"

"It's not like there are no cases like this. I heard her mother say on the way that she had been locked up in a house to study for a long time. Do you think she died suddenly from overwork?"

"First try to rescue him. If it doesn't work, then think of another solution."

"Bed space is tight recently. If he cannot be cured and is transferred to another hospital, will his parents say he is shirking his responsibilities?"

As I listened to the conversation between the two doctors, I felt a chill running down my back.Am I hopeless?

But I can't do anything, just like white meat left to be cooked on the chopping board.

The sound of doors opening and closing.

Then the doctor's voice came again: "We can only treat it first and connect it to the heart rate monitor. I feel that my breathing is normal. I really don't know what the problem is."

I felt a little panicked when I heard this. The doctor didn't even know what the disease was.

"Look, the heartbeat is speeding up."

"Yeah, it's getting closer and closer to 130."

"Inject 1 mg of Betaloc to lower the heartbeat."

I could feel the needle pricking into my veins.

Then came the cold liquid medicine.

"It's coming down."

"It's also strange, the shock state can reach 130."

"Okay, let's push him out once he's stable."

"Wait, come down. It's coming down too fast."

"What the hell? Why is this happening?"

"It's 63, my God."

"Defibrillator, conductive paste and gauze ready."

"It's thirty, prepare 0.1 mg of epinephrine."

"The defibrillator is ready and the conductive paste is in place."

Zhizhi~bang.

. . . . . .

"Oh my god, shock me while I'm awake," I yelled.

I saw everything at this time, so clearly.

"What are you shouting?" said the female voice beside him.

The scene in front of him was a vast white grassland, but he was lying in a haystack.

"You, me, this? What is this place?" I said hesitantly.

"Are you stupid at your door? Are you playing with me?" A voice came from my ear.

I turned my head.

It turned out to be Xiaomei, but her face was actually covered with many freckles.

And the skin is much darker.

"You, you, you!" I said anxiously.

"What's wrong with me? Why are you so stupid when you wake up from a nap?" Xiaomei said with a smile.

I looked at my hands. All four limbs were ready for use.

I stood up and looked around, and there was a thatched house behind me.

"Where is this? What place am I talking about." I said to Xiaomei.

"Shuozhou, are you sleeping stupid or are you pretending? Are you pretending to have amnesia and not passing the test this afternoon? You said you have used it a few times? You still want to get through." Xiaomei said angrily.

"I do. I study hard for you." I said.

"Okay, do you know how to return the flying swallow to the nest in today's test?" Xiaomei said.

"Why return to the nest?" I said blankly.

Xiaomei frowned slightly and took a few steps forward.

Four consecutive kicks in the air, as if the person was flying in the air.

My jaw dropped in shock.

Then Xiaomei said down to the ground: "This time it's very standard. Can you pass such a simple action? If you can't do it any better, my dad said he won't let me play with idiots."

"What's the name of the one flying around just now?" I asked, holding up my chin.

(End of this chapter)

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