Chapter 1120

"What happened?"

The doctor rushed to the sick room and looked directly at the patient's eyelids.

"The patient's heartbeat and blood pressure change too much. It seems that he has been strongly stimulated."

The little nurse was also startled.

The patient slept for seven days without any change. Everyone thought he would sleep like this forever.

The doctor breathed a sigh of relief after checking his vital signs.

"... stimulation is good. I thought he couldn't wake up before, but now it seems that the patient has a great chance to wake up."

"How's my young master?"

Housekeeper Jiang rushed in the first time after receiving the news.

Jiang Wang on the hospital bed frowned and seemed to be experiencing some great pain. When housekeeper Jiang saw this scene, his legs were directly scared soft and almost fell to his knees!!

The doctor hurriedly held him:

"Don't worry. I don't know what kind of stimulation the patient has received, but for us, this is good news... According to this situation, I doubt master Jiang will wake up tonight."

"Tonight?!"

Housekeeper Jiang choked excitedly, his eyes flushed, and almost lost his manners in public.

"God bless my Jiang family..."

Previous experts said that the possibility of Jiang Wang waking up is very small, almost less than one in ten thousand.

"No, I have to inform the master immediately..."

His hands shaking when he took out his cell phone were full of tears.

Before the phone was dialed, the man with his eyes closed on the hospital bed suddenly moved his fingertips, and his long and dense eyelashes trembled. After shaking a few times, the man on the hospital bed finally opened his eyes.

Jiang Wang stared at the snow-white ceiling, but his sight was not focused. The memory fragments suddenly appeared in his mind, which made him lose consciousness for a moment.

He remembered.

Everything he had forgotten

Seeing that he had been sitting on the hospital bed in a trance, the doctor finally couldn't help but stretch out a hand and shake it in front of him.

"Mr. Jiang? Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Wang's eyes finally began to focus. He stared at the needle on his wrist and finally understood where he was.

"How do you feel? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

The doctor opened his mouth carefully.

The patient's situation doesn't look very optimistic.

Jiang Wu shook his head slowly:

"... where's grandpa?"

The reason why he forgot everything at the beginning was that old man Jiang sent someone to hypnotize him.

"The master is already on his way to the hospital."

Housekeeper Jiang is old, but now he wipes his tears regardless of his image.

Jiang Wang didn't say anything. He just lay back in the hospital bed and stared at the ceiling.

Everything is like a joke. The two people he cares about most died in the same accident.

"What about those people? How's it going?"

He didn't say his name, but housekeeper Jiang understood what he said.

"The private school has been closed down. Those people have entered the Bureau and have no chance to come out for the rest of their life."

Jiang Wang didn't speak quietly, but stared at the clock on the wall.

"Meow ~"

A snow-white puppet cat suddenly jumped into his bed. It seemed that he was hurt. The puppet cat was very careful.

Jiang Wang heard the cat's cry, and his drooping eyelids trembled.

"Meow ~"

Seven found that he ignored himself, went straight into Jiang Wang's arms, rubbed his shoulder with his small head, narrowed his eyes and looked charming.

Jiang Wang had a dull pain in his chest and stared at the blue cat pupils, as if he saw the scene of a teenager playing coquettish in his arms

"Sure enough, the cat followed its owner."

He opened his mouth with a smile and reached out to touch seven's small head.

"Meow ~"

Today's seven is a self-healing little angel. He is crazy and cute. He rolls around in his arms. He is very clever.

"Xiao Hui, how are you?"

Before Mr. Jiang came in, his voice came in.

Seeing Jiang Wang lying on the hospital bed, his eyes were red and muddy tears came out.

"Small arrogance..."

He really didn't expect that Jiang Wang could wake up.

Jiang Wang's face was unusually calm. He touched seven's actions:

"... Grandpa."

"Grandpa is there!"

Old man Jiang sat by the hospital bed, holding Jiang Wang's hand, and his tears couldn't stop flowing.

"What's wrong with you? You must be hungry after sleeping for so many days. I'll let you..."

"Grandpa."

Jiang Wang suddenly interrupted him.

Master Jiang was so excited that he didn't find anything wrong with him:

"Well, what's the matter?"

Jiang Wang quietly stared into his eyes and suddenly opened his mouth.

"Grandpa, I remember."

Mr. Jiang didn't react at all. He just thought he was talking about Li Qinian's death. He just wanted to comfort, but Jiang Wang spoke again.

"I want to go to Fanjing temple again."

Hearing the three words of Fanjing temple, master Jiang looked shocked, and the whole person was stunned in situ!!

"You, you..."

His lips trembled and squeezed for a long time, but he couldn't say the next words.

Jiang Wang: "I hope grandpa can make it."

Old man Jiang was stimulated and speechless for a long time. He slowed down for a long time. Only then did he close his turbid eyes. The old man seemed to have lost all his strength.

"... maybe this is life."

At that time, he let the psychologist hypnotize all his memories before he picked up his life, but more than ten years later, everything repeated itself again.

"You go."

Mr. Jiang finally let go.

"... Xiaowu, you are an adult now. Grandpa believes in you and respects all your choices."

"Thank you, Grandpa."

………

the second day.

Jiang Wang took seven on his way to Fanjing temple.

Different from the path of the last spring outing, Jiang Wang seemed to be very familiar with this area. After he walked around for 30 minutes, there suddenly appeared an endless blue stone step in front of him.

The long steps lead into the sea of clouds, as if endless.

He grew up and stood quietly on the steps for a long time. Then he opened his right leg and stepped on the first stone step.

"It's very kind of you, little mute. You'll clean the path to heaven with me."

"... there are 999 steps in this path to heaven. I don't know how long it will take to clean it completely."

"Little mute, are you listening?"

The past scenes repeated in his mind. He seemed to be able to see a small figure sweeping the stone steps covered with red maple leaves with a broom bigger than her.

"I asked the master why the path to heaven is 999 steps... The master said that Buddhism pays attention to the unity of nine and nine, and the road is simple, little mute. Do you understand what it means?"

"Forget it... I won't ask you. Anyway, you don't believe in God or Buddha."

The little monk kept talking to himself, but before long, she couldn't help talking again.

"The Buddha said that sincerity is the spirit. There are always people kneeling all over the 99 ways of heaven. They want to exchange the Buddha's mercy for a wish."