Boom!
Sparks flew in the air, and the gravel burned and splashed in the explosion. The load-bearing wall could not hold on any longer. A new round of collapse came from afar. The broken walls in the flames fell from above like a rainstorm, isolating the flashing police lights and the hubbub of voices in the distance.
"Command center requesting reinforcements, requesting reinforcements!"
"Where is Captain Jiang, where is Captain Jiang?!"
"Oh no, Captain Jiang rushed in! Quick, quick, quick!! … "
…
The purgatory turned into mottled and distorted pieces of color, and the noise receded quickly like the tide. His palm that was holding the wall was burned, and the blood that flowed from his fingers was quickly evaporated by the flames. But he felt no pain, and he could not hear anything. No matter how many times the same scene repeated in the dream, it was the same. The only sound in the world was his hot and hoarse breathing. Then he raised his gun at the demon's figure that was gradually walking out of the sea of fire.
Bang!
The figure was getting closer and closer.
Bang!
Bang, bang, bang, bang!
The bullets sank into the illusory demon's shadow, as if passing through the air, and quietly into the fire.
His hand loosened, and the 92-style gun fell in front of him, making an insignificant click in the sea of fire.
"I'm here," he heard a snake-like voice behind him, with a cold smile, and gently leaned over his ear. Then a hand touched his cheek and said, "Jiang Stops, I'm here."
For the thousandth and first time, he turned back from the dream, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not see the figure against the light in the nightmare.
"Go to hell, with me," the figure said with a smile, "everything for you is over … forever."
He closed his eyes, and the last trace of consciousness heard the sound of the fire engine approaching, and the siren came from afar. But the soaring fire swallowed everything, and the earth trembled and cracked. Countless demon claws stretched out and dragged him into the dark abyss …
·
Three years later, in Jianning City.
Jiang Stops opened his eyes.
Sunlight shone into the ward through the gauze curtains, and the white and clean walls reflected the light. A bouquet of white roses in front of the bed still had dew, exuding a faint fragrance. The nurse's soft voice floated in through the gap of the door.
"Bed 538 is going through the discharge procedures today. Tell the director to prepare a list for the family members …"
"He has been in a coma for several years, and he can still wake up and be discharged! You really are … "
"Shh!" The head nurse whispered, "Get back to your work!"
The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, but the Jiang Stops did not respond.
He maintained the posture of having just woken up, leaning against the recliner in front of the window. Deep in his pupils was the indifference of being accustomed to nightmares, reflecting the lush trees and the distant blue sky.
A moment later, the door of the ward was gently pushed open and someone walked in cautiously. Jiang Stops didn't turn around. The person stopped beside him and said softly, "Brother Jiang."
Yang Mei had carefully permed and dyed curly hair. She wore a black dress, had red nails, carried a platinum bag, and under her arm was a large envelope that she had just brought out of the doctor's office. Seeing him looking at her, she smiled and said, "I saw that you were asleep, so I didn't wake you up. The procedures are all done. The car is downstairs. Let's go. "
Jiang Stops was silent for a moment before he nodded.
This was a private sanatorium with excellent conditions in Jianning. Even if it was just to maintain life with equipment, the fee was not cheap. What's more, he was in good health when he woke up. He must have been taken care of quite carefully in the past few years.
But in any case, it was still difficult for him to recover immediately after being in a coma for three whole years.
"Have you heard? Bed 538, who has been in a coma for three years, is her fiancé!"
"A fair, rich, and beautiful woman is so infatuated …"
"It's a sin to be so young. Will he be unable to stand up in the future?"
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