2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

June 7, 2052, 3:40 pm.

In the single ward 503 of the Menxia First Hospital, a pale boy was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his chest rising and falling slightly at regular intervals, and he was sleeping soundly.

Wu Zihan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her son on the bed with red eyes, crying silently.

A generous hand was placed on her shoulder. Liu Yuhang leaned over to his wife's ear and comforted him softly: "Don't be sad. Didn't the doctor say that no important organs were harmed? As long as you take good care of yourself in the future, there is a high chance that there will be no injuries." What sequelae will it leave?”

"But when I think of the scar on his stomach..." Wu Zihan choked up without saying a few words, couldn't help but sob a few times, and then whispered in a hoarse voice:

"I...I was really useless. I was completely frightened at the time. I stayed there and did nothing. If you hadn't pulled him, if it hadn't been...that young man hadn't rushed over. , Lele just... I am not a qualified mother, I am sorry for Lele, I am sorry for my son..."

Liu Yuhang's nose felt sore when he heard this. He put his arm around his wife's shoulders and whispered softly: "I don't blame you. Lele will definitely not blame you. I was too scared to move at first. And later, I finally saved Lele." Afterwards, I pushed down the doctor who risked his life to help. If someone hadn’t reminded me, I might...I would have killed my son with my own hands."

"We must...must go to them and thank them."

"Didn't we make an agreement yesterday? They are busy with work. After Lele is discharged from the hospital, we will go together."

"Um."

At this moment, there was sudden movement on the hospital bed.

The couple hurriedly looked over and saw that the boy had opened his eyes and looked at them with a pair of black eyes.

"Lele, did your parents wake you up because they were too loud?" Wu Zihan asked apologetically.

"No." The boy shook his head slightly, then turned his face and looked out the window: "Mom, I want to go outside."

Wu Zihan stretched out her hand to touch her son's forehead, and said softly with red eyes: "You haven't recovered yet, so you are not suitable to go outside."

"But me, I've been lying down for almost three days."

"Be good, daddy will find cartoons for you to watch on TV. Or do you want to play games? Dad, can you give me your mobile phone?" Liu Yuhang took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

"I...I feel better and want to go outside for a look." Lele insisted.

Wu Zihan couldn't bear to refuse her son any more, so she took out a lunch box from the side and said, "Let Lele finish the soup cooked by her mother first, and then her mother will take Lele out for a while, okay?"

"Okay." Lele nodded obediently.

After drinking the soup, Liu Yuhang carefully carried his son to the wheelchair, and then wrapped him tightly with a thin blanket.

After repeatedly confirming with the nurse that there was no problem, the couple pushed their son out of the ward.

While waiting for the elevator, there was suddenly a burst of noisy footsteps in the corridor not far away, and someone was shouting: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, everyone! Clear the way, everyone!"

Several medical staff pushed a stretcher cart past, and a small figure covered in blood lay on the bed.

"What's going on?" Wu Zihan asked worriedly.

"Maybe there was an accident, a car accident or something." Liu Yuhang sighed.

In the hospital, there is no shortage of various diseases and accidents.

"Dad, why is that person's head red?" Lele in the wheelchair suddenly asked in a low voice.

"Huh?" Liu Yuhang lowered his head and looked at his son. The stretcher cart just passed by so fast that even he who was standing could not see the full picture of the people on it. How could Lele, who was sitting in a wheelchair, see it?

"Maybe... blood." He said hesitantly.

"It's not blood." Lele shook his head: "I know what blood looks like. I lost a lot of blood in the past few days."

When the couple heard this, their hearts suddenly felt sad again, and their eyes began to heat up.

The best thing about misfortune is that the spider demon's limbs penetrated Lele from behind. And because of this, he didn't seem to have much psychological shadow about that encounter. The only thing he felt was pain, very painful, and he bled a lot.

Liu Yuhang calmed down, leaned over slightly and asked, "If it's not blood, what did you see?"

"It seemed like... light, red light. That person's head seemed to be glowing. It was very red, as red as an apple." Lele tried her best to describe what she saw.

"Glow?" Liu Yuhang and Wu Zihan looked at each other, and saw some doubts in each other's eyes.

The elevator door opened. They didn't dwell on the matter anymore and pushed their son in.

The family of three took a walk outside. Liu Yuhang and Wu Zihan had almost forgotten the episode, but Lele suddenly pointed at an old man being supported by a nurse, and asked innocently: "Mom, Dad, what's behind that grandfather's head?" It’s glowing too, an orange light.”

Liu Yuhang looked over and saw that the old man was just walking with a cane. There was nothing abnormal at all, let alone the ridiculous scene of the light behind his head.

"Lele, don't point fingers at others." Wu Zihan reminded in a low voice, and the boy put down his hand obediently.

Liu Yuhang felt vaguely uneasy in his heart. He leaned over and asked softly: "Lele, are there anyone with glowing heads around?"

Lele blinked, looked around, and then shook his head slightly: "It seems like there is no more."

Wu Zihan quietly leaned into her husband's ear and whispered: "Husband, do you think our Jialele...has awakened any special powers?"

"It's possible." Liu Yuhang nodded seriously.

Lele is a very well-behaved child and will never lie or deceive others. If he says that the backs of some people's heads are glowing, then even if others can't see it, at least in his eyes, this scene should be real.

Liu Yuhang thought for a while, squatted in front of the wheelchair, and stared into his son's eyes seriously: "Lele, if you see people with glowing heads in the future, don't speak out loud, just tell your parents in a low voice, okay? "

"Okay." Lele nodded obediently.

On the way back to the ward, he didn't seem to see anyone with a "glowing head" anymore, and he was quiet the whole time.

After finally coaxing their son to sleep, the couple went outside in the corridor in order not to disturb him.

Liu Yuhang frowned and rubbed his chin: "So, what does the color on the back of a person's head mean?"

Wu Zihan just looked at her husband quietly without expressing her opinion.

She is just an ordinary high school history teacher. Although some of the students she teaches have awakened special abilities, things like superpowers are all kinds of weird, with different functions and effects, and there are no rules at all.

Liu Yuhang's heart moved and he stopped a passing nurse and asked politely: "Hello, I would like to ask, there was a child who was sent to the emergency room before..."

There was a trace of sadness on the young nurse's face: "That little girl? She is only 12 years old. She is so pitiful."

Liu Yuhang's mind went blank and he subconsciously asked: "What happened?"

"It seems that because of the car accident, the girl just lost her vital signs during the operation."