The Strongest Male God System

Chapter 856 Thirty-two years later?

"Who are you?" Zhou Yang narrowed his eyes, like an enraged beast.

"I'm... Qiao Shu, Zhou Yang, don't you know me?" Qiao Shu was crying in pain.

"Who are you from me?" Zhou Yang sneered, but he didn't relax at all.

Qiao Shu said with tears on his face: "I am your woman! Do you really remember nothing?"

Zhou Yang's hands gradually strengthened.

Qiao Shu's face flushed quickly.

Breathing is extremely difficult.

Seeing it is about to suffocate.

The people around seemed to turn a blind eye to this scene, just staring straight at Zhou Yang.

"Zhou...Yang, don't do this...like!" Qiao Shu tried to squeeze a word.

"What the **** is going on? Say?" Zhou Yang's face was full of grimness, and his hands were strengthened again.

"I...for...hello!" Qiao Shu burst into tears, with sadness in his eyes.

Zhou Yang covered Qiao Shu's head with his other hand, and said, "All this... is an illusion! Take me out, otherwise, I will squeeze your head!"

"No..." Qiao Shu shook his head in pain.

"Then I'm sorry!" Zhou Yang gritted his teeth, applying force with both hands at the same time.

"Kara!" Qiao Shu's skull made a slight noise.

It seems that the next moment will really be pinched.

"I...promise you!" Qiao Shu said.

Zhou Yang released his hands instantly.

Qiao Shu slipped from his palm and collapsed on the ground.

"Zhou Yang...I really do it for your own good!" Qiao Shu said.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Zhou Yang roared.

"You have to believe me..." Qiao Shu stood up with tears in his eyes, stretched out his hand and touched the void lightly in front of him.

A circle of ripples rippled instantly.

It's like the first domino.

The environment around Zhou Yang collapsed and shattered instantly.

It was like a curtain fell in front of my eyes, revealing the truth of the world.

Zhou Yang was shocked.

He is not in the lobby, nor at home.

But in...it should be a ward.

Dilapidated ward.

The white walls are not so mottled.

There are dense cobwebs in the corner.

The surface of the oxygen cylinder next to the bed was rusty.

There is a mirror on the bedside table.

Zhou Yang reached for it.

The moment he saw his arm, he was stunned.

Where is the arm of a man in his twenties?

The epidermis is dry, dull and speckled.

Zhou Yang's heart was shocked.

Trembling, he picked up the mirror and pointed it at his face.

At the next moment, Zhou Yang was completely stupid.

In the mirror, there is an extremely old face.

The gray hair is messy and sparse, as if he hasn't taken care of it for more than ten years.

The forehead is full of wrinkles, and there are some unknown dark spots in the middle.

His cheeks were horribly thin, almost skull.

Two turbid and godless eyes were highlighted.

"Zhou Yang..." whispered softly.

It came from the other side of the bed.

Zhou Yang turned his head with difficulty.

I saw an old woman who was over sixties.

Faintly...somewhat familiar.

"I'm Xiaoman..." The old woman took Zhou Yang's hand and said slowly.

Cheng Xiaoman?

Zhou Yang's eyes gradually widened.

That's right... It's Cheng Xiaoman.

It's just Cheng Xiaoman, who is over sixties.

Her body is still upright, but Feng Shuang is not merciful.

Her face is full of traces of time.

"What the **** is going on?" Zhou Yang's emotions were a little out of control, and his fists slammed against the bed.

pain!

Zhou Yang raised his fist.

What you see are spots that represent weakness.

Old age spots... make him desperate.

"I remember, I was treating someone else's disease!" Zhou Yang stared at the ground with blank eyes.

Cheng Xiaoman smiled sadly and said, "Yes, you did treat other people's illness, and you have cured more than 8,000 people."

"And then?" Zhou Yang's body trembled slightly.

The memory is clear...At that time, he cleared the consciousness of the last patient and was about to come out.

"I am the last patient!" Cheng Xiaoman said.

"You cured me, but because I overdrawn my mental power, I was completely lost in the consciousness." Cheng Xiaoman stroked his chest with a sad expression on his face, "You have been in a coma...Slowly, everyone is not I am willing to take care of you, so I am here."

Cheng Xiaoman held Zhou Yang's hand, tears slowly falling.

"Zhou Yang, do you know? I have been with you for thirty-two years." Cheng Xiaoman said every word.

"This is impossible!" Zhou Yang shook his head stiffly.

"Then...what about my family?" A sorrow rose from the bottom of my heart.

Thirty-two years of a dream, this is really unacceptable.

"Your mother died in the second year of your coma."

"Your girlfriend, Song Yunya, guarded you for three years, then married a wealthy businessman, and finally immigrated abroad."

"The one I am most familiar with is Ziqing. She later married and had children. But when she had her second child, she suffered a **** collapse and passed away."

Zhou Yang felt a little dizzy.

Can the world change like this?

"Zhou Yang, in order to protect your spirit, the hospital has given you consciousness-level therapy! I am also worried that you will completely collapse after you know the truth." Cheng Xiaoman said.

Zhou Yang's mind went blank.

"Thirty-two years... so long?" he murmured.

Cheng Xiaoman was full of sorrow: "Yes...Zhou Yang, face reality!"

Zhou Yang struggled to sit up from the bed, dragging two obviously wretched legs, putting on slippers with difficulty, and with the help of Cheng Xiaoman, he came to the window.

"This is... Donghai?" Zhou Yang's voice trembled.

The outside world is completely inconsistent with the memory.

Rows of tall buildings are still there, but in dilapidated condition.

Weeds and plants protruded from the cracks in the building.

The spire of the tall tower as a landmark building also collapsed.

A pier in the distance is moored with rusty cargo ships.

It seems that I haven't moved for a long time.

There are not many cars on the road, and plastic bags and waste paper fly into the sky spinning around.

The river that passed through the city has also completely disappeared, leaving only the dry river.

A doomsday scene.

"This is the East China Sea!" Cheng Xiaoman said, "Ten years after you were in a coma, there was a tsunami suddenly and the East China Sea was half submerged."

After the tsunami subsided, more than half of the East China Sea was no longer suitable for people to live in, so the entire relocation began.

"Furthermore, the Star Stripe Nation launched a war... everything went back to the original point. This hospital is one of the three remaining open hospitals in the East China Sea. If it weren't for them, you would have left in a coma. !" Cheng Xiaoman lightly leaned against Zhou Yang, "Fortunately, you wake up!"

"Zhou Yang, I only have you now, don't leave me, okay?" Cheng Xiaoman wrapped around Zhou Yang's waist and said softly.

Zhou Yang was deeply moved.

A woman actually accompanied him in the hospital for more than 30 years.

How to repay such a deep kindness?

"Good... for the rest of the day, we will live together." Zhou Yang trembled.

"System? Are you... still there?" Zhou Yang called in his heart.

Nothing happens.

I thought that when he was in a coma, he was completely separated from the system.

Zhou Yang was discharged from the hospital the next day.

He and Cheng Xiaoman returned to the dilapidated Zhou Family Manor.

The manor that flourished at that time has become a paradise for mice and cockroaches.

"Zhou Yang, from today, I will take care of your life." Cheng Xiaoman smiled.

"Thanks for your hard work!" Zhou Yang rubbed his helpless legs, "I'll go upstairs and take a look."