Ren Wu returned home, but his parents had not yet returned home, so they thought they were still in the supermarket.

He went to the bathroom to take a shower, put on a bath towel after taking a shower, Ren Wu wiped off the water vapor on the surface of the mirror with his hands, and then became more stinky.

The handsome guy in the mirror has a rosy face, beautiful eyebrows, shoulder-length black hair with natural curls, and I don’t know which girl will be cheaper in the future.

Unfortunately, I couldn't sign up for the Demon event, and Ren Wu felt a little regretful.

Teacher Xiao explained to him that the Chaofan Society organized this event to further popularize the existence of demons to the public, and to use this program to achieve educational effects and expose the harm and weaknesses of demons to the public.

It is an educational science popularization program.

At the same time, in order to ensure the authenticity of the program, we will never let Ren Wu, who has mastered extraordinary abilities, enter.

"They just want to show the real conditioned reflex and tolerance limits of ordinary people when facing demons. Then when you see those demons' first reaction is not to escape but rush up and swing their fists, the show effect will be gone."

However, Ren Wu accidentally came into contact with the suture club.

Through Lao Xiao's explanation, Ren Wu believed that the Sewing Association was just a neutral organization.

After taking a shower, he lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, Ren Wu couldn't help but fall into a dullness.

What he experienced in just one night was a huge impact on his three views.

"Why... do it once?" Ren Wu felt that he could experience different life ways to relieve his inner anxiety and improve his qualifications. After these two days of rest, he could eliminate the sequelae of the previous integration of the pig world.

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"Sorry, we have tried our best..." said the attending physician tiredly, with deep apology in his tone. "Your husband has suffered serious brain damage and is now out of danger, but he doesn't know when he will wake up."

When the wife in the corridor heard this, her legs became weak and she collapsed on the chair behind her, and two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The yellow-haired boy wearing a high school uniform beside him knelt on the ground, begging for the woman's forgiveness.

The wife bit her lower lip tightly and looked at the yellow-haired boy coldly, "Get out! I don't want to see you."

Two well-dressed middle-aged men and women behind the yellow-haired boy stepped forward and said, "Ms. Wang, all the follow-up treatment costs for your husband are borne by our family. We can also contact the top foreign brain hospitals to treat your husband..."

"When you go back, our family doesn't have enough money. What should the court do? What is the result? "The woman waved her hand disgustedly, then turned to the doctor and said carefully, completely different from the strength she had just now: "Can I go and see my husband?"

The doctor hesitated, "The patient just finished the operation and in principle he needs to rest..."

"Okay, be careful not to move the patient casually. Although the patient is unconscious now, the possibility of waking up later is not ruled out."

"Doctor, how likely is my husband to wake up?" his wife asked excitedly.

The doctor thought about it and showed a hint of apology on his face, "Sorry, the treatment of vegetatives is a case with very different individualization and needs to undergo rigorous evaluation, standardized course of awakening treatment, and long-term cooperation from his family. The treatment of vegetatives is a long-term process. I cannot give you a relatively accurate data before the evaluation."

The wife forced herself to smile, "Thank you for your hard work, the doctor."

When the doctor turned around and left, his wife frowned slightly, looked down at her slightly raised belly, and a trace of firmness flashed in her eyes.

......

"Where am I?" Ren Wu opened his eyes and found himself on the hospital bed, surrounded by white walls. This is the hospital, which means that the owner of this body is sick?

Trying to sit up from the hospital bed, he noticed a woman lying on the edge of the hospital bed, with her hair tied up high and a slender neck.

This is a separate ward. There are no other patients except him. Some medical devices in the room feel very expensive just by looking at the appearance. It seems that the owner of this body is not simple to get sick.

He looked down at the blue and white hospital uniform he was wearing. Ren Wu tried to stand up from the edge of the bed, moved his arms and raised his legs, feeling that his body was a little weak, and he couldn't say that he was weak. Anyway, he just felt like he couldn't exert strength...

Turning back, there was a man lying on the hospital bed with a catheter filled with oxygen tubes, infusion tubes, urethritis tubes, and urethritis tubes... and some tubes that Ren Wu didn't recognize.

This is the bed I just got up?

Could it be that I slept with this man?

Ren Wu's face was strange, but what was the hospital uniform he was wearing? He always felt that things were a bit weird.

Forget it, look at the obsession of this body.

It seems like a switch has been turned on...

A memory emerges deep in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"I" stood in the bedroom, opened the wardrobe and picked a set of clothes, put on the clothes, then walked to the bathroom to brush your teeth and wash your face, covered the face with foam, and then shaved the stubble on your jaw with a razor.

"Are you going out today?" His wife, wearing goose yellow short sleeves and black knee-length skirt, came out of the kitchen with a plate.

"Well, the company has a meeting." I nodded.

"I just cooked fried eggs, and I'll go out after breakfast." The wife shouted.

I waved my hand: "It's too late, I'll be late if I'm late."

“Not eating in the morning is bad for the stomach.”

I picked up the milk on the table and drank it all, "It's okay now, I've had breakfast. By the way, what do you want to eat tonight, I'll make it for you tonight."

"I want to eat the fish-flavored shredded pork you made." The wife said, touching her slightly raised abdomen.

"Okay, I'll come back in the afternoon to make it for you." I put on my leather shoes and went out in a hurry.

The memories about the company are very vague and fleeting. It seems that these memories are not profound for him.

Then the picture flashed, and a sharp and harsh sound of brakes came to my ears.

Dong!!!

I flew into the air, my eyes were spinning, and I threw the plastic bag containing the vegetables into the sky.

Bang.

Bang.

His head hit the ground heavily.

The consciousness gradually subsided, and screams and shouts came faintly in my ears.

"There was a car accident." "Someone was hit..."

A man's voice whispered gently in his heart, "I'm sorry...dear."

It turned out to be this wish.

Ren Wu opened his eyes, his eyes were complicated, and then he looked at the man lying on the bed. The man was still in a coma. This was himself in this parallel world, and he was in a coma now.

"Then is my soul out of my body now..." Ren Wu looked at him, and then wanted to leave the ward and go outside to take a look.

Hold the door handle and force it, but it is like passing through the air, with five fingers directly passing through the door handle.

Ren Wu thought about it, why should I open the door?

Ren Wu walked straight to the door and walked out.

At the moment, a passerby passed by Ren Wu's body. Ren Wu only felt as if he had been in the June sun for half an hour and was suddenly dizzy.

He hurriedly hid back to the ward, and Ren Wu sat on the ground and panted.

It seems that there is no contact with living people or living objects.

This feeling as a soul body is very novel, and it is a very alternative experience.

"I discovered a problem. In theory, I am now a soul body that can penetrate the wall... Then even if I am sitting on the floor, I can pass through without any obstacles. Then why didn't I fall down?" Ren Wu murmured to himself.

As soon as this idea appeared, Ren Wu's butt was empty and he fell down on the second floor directly through the layers of floors before stopping.

Only when the body falls on the heavy soil can it feel a real "contact".

"I shouldn't be mean..."

Ren Wu was speechless. Could it be that the soul is a matter of idealism?
Chapter completed!