Under the shadowless light, on the operating table, the patient's chest was stretched open by a chest expander, and a red heart as big as an adult's fist was completely exposed to the air.

A tall and thin man with clear eyebrows and a surgical mask is nervously and orderly suturing the interface between the left atrium and the pulmonary vein.

He held needle holder pliers in his right hand and surgical tweezers in his left hand, staring at the suture with bright eyes, his wrists and fingers were as flexible as flying, and he was stitching stitches after stitches like flowing water...

Suddenly, a knock on the door sounded, and then a magic sound with full penetration came over.

"Yan Feifan, are you awake?"

"Hurry up, get up!"

With the shouts, the shadowless lights, the operating table, and the patients on the operating table were like tempered glass that was hit hard, shattered and disintegrated in an instant, dissipating in the air.

Only a tall and thin man wearing a surgical cap and mask, holding needle forceps and surgical forceps were left on the spot.

He turned to look at the window and found that it was already bright outside.

The tall and thin man turned his head and looked at the bedroom door that was knocked and kept ringing, and replied helplessly: "Ten minutes."

This person is Yan Feifan who woke up from a long coma.

Now, winter has gone and spring has come. More than four months have passed since he woke up, and it has entered the middle of March with grass growing and birds flying.

Yan Feifan is almost in good health.

Today is Monday, and it is his day to go back to work in an affiliated hospital.

Yan Feifan held the needle forceps and surgical tweezers lightly on the desk, took off the surgical rubber gloves, took off the surgical cap and mask, and wanted to move to the closet to change clothes, but found that his legs were out of control.

I stood for too long, and my legs and feet were numb and unconscious.

Yan Feifan sat on the bed holding the desk, slapped his legs while recalling and analyzing the heart transplant surgery that he had just done halfway.

This ability to simulate the entire process of 3D simulation surgery was developed by Yan Feifan during a long coma.

Yan Feifan's consciousness has been awake for a year, three months and eleven days.

And yes, very sober.

But his consciousness was as if he was isolated in an endless and silent cage of absolute darkness.

As soon as he realized that he was in such an unprecedented state, Yan Feifan called out that he would not respond every day, and that he would not work well. He could not get rid of it with all kinds of methods.

This left him suffering and fear.

In infinite fear, there was a trace of reason and purity telling Yan Feifan.

In such an environment, if people do not let themselves be entrusted or distracted, they will soon collapse and go crazy.

As a top student, Yan Feifan thought of the way to calm himself down is... to memorize.

After memorizing two professional books in succession, Yan Feifan, who was calmer, realized something.

My memory is so good.

Although he has always been proud of his memory, he can recite an article within a thousand words after reading it once or twice.

But it is unimaginable to memorize a book from beginning to end, and it is still a professional book.

Moreover, the punctuation marks in the book and the detailed professional illustrations are vivid in my mind, just like a book is placed in front of me.

In a trance, a little inspiration flashed.

Studies have shown that people have very strong memory ability.

You can record everything you have seen, heard, and felt without any fault.

It’s just that the brain’s processing power is limited, and a large amount of memories are just stored deep in the brain and never been remembered.

In this state, the self that exists with consciousness can mobilize all the details, even the details, to recall them?

To verify this, Yan Feifan continued to endorse it.

This time, he didn't know the passage of time, and he memorized 1,281 books and professional journals without fatigue before he stopped.

After verifying his guess, Yan Feifan couldn't help but feel a little moved.

How spectacular would it be if these thousand two hundred and eighty-one books were neatly placed on the bookshelf.

As soon as this idea came out, several rows of large bookshelf emerged in front of him.

This scene surprised Yan Feifan!

This made him realize something.

Here, it can be said that it is his world of consciousness, which can reveal what he wants through fantasy!

Here, he is the Lord, God, and the Creator.

He wants light here!

He wants something to eat here!

He wants everything here...

When Yan Feifan woke up, the first question he asked was how long he had been in a coma.

When Yan Feifan learned that this time was one year, three months and eleven days, he was stunned and thoughtful.

He felt that he had spent hundreds of thousands of years in his own world of consciousness.

This made him deeply feel that the ancients said that a dream of yellow and red for a hundred years was really possible...

After Yan Feifan finished washing up, he sat down at the dining table, reached out and picked up a bowl of white porridge in front of him, and couldn't help but twitch his nose.

"It's so messy!"

Yan Ziruo glared at him and said angrily: "Is it so picky to eat ready-made food?"

"If you like it, don't eat it!"

She said angrily again: "You have been up to cook during this period, so why haven't you gotten up this morning?"

"I had to hurry up and cook rice and porridge, and then went out of the community to buy your favorite roasted wheat."

"After I come back, I still have to be busy washing..."

At this time, Yan Feifan buried his head in drinking porridge and eating roasted wheat, without any intention of being at ease.

If I had already become accustomed to this, I continued to explain, "It is normal that I didn't take care of the pot of porridge for a while."

She suddenly showed a charming smile and her tone became much gentler, "Freefan, you are going to start work today."

“Life is on track.”

"Our life should be restored to its original state, right?"

Yan Feifan looked up at the cheeky sister's earnest gaze and said helplessly: "It's better to be the same!"

He smiled calmly and said, "This is what you said yourself. If you can't get up and make breakfast like today, you won't be able to happen again."

"There will be another time..."

She waved her hand and patted Yan Feifanxu a few times, threatening: "My brother's Eighteen Palms have been silent for a long time."

"Now your body can be beaten."

Yan Feifan disdained to pay attention to her and continued to eat...

The house where the Yan family siblings live is a two-bedroom and two-living room demolition resettlement house that has been around for a while.

Although they were relocated households, the two did not have much savings.

Their parents divorced when Yan Feifan was three years old, and soon after, they reorganized their families.

The mother, who obtained the custody of the Yan family's siblings, threw them to her parents shortly after her second marriage and immigrated to foreign countries with her newlywed husband.

Under the care of grandparents, the Yan family grew up smoothly and healthily with their uncle, who was only seven or eight years older than them.

However, when Yan Feifan was in high school and college, his grandparents died of diabetes complications and gastric cancer one after another.

The money and houses allocated to the demolition were spent on 7788 because of my uncle's misconduct and the treatment of grandparents.

Now, the Yan family's siblings are left with this house.

The two had breakfast, and it was less than 7:30 in the morning.

Because the community they live in is a bit remote, they dare not waste time, so they just cleaned up and left the house.

The two of them took the bus first, then transferred to the light rail, and then took the subway. It took more than an hour before they arrived at the Binhai University Affiliated Hospital.

After entering the hospital gate, he suddenly stopped.

She turned around, raised her hand, patted Yan Feifan's shoulder hard, and told her seriously: "Brother, after a year and a half, you come here to work again. If someone bullies you, I will report my name."

Yan Feifan looked at his sister who turned around and ran to the hospital's comprehensive office building, and shook his head speechlessly.

He is a professional in accounting and is self-righteous and originally worked in a company.

Later, Yan Feifan had an accident, and the affiliated hospital provided Yan Ruo a financial-related job to facilitate her to take care of her younger brother.

Yan Feifan reached out and pulled the shoulder strap of the briefcase, and walked towards the comprehensive office building in front of him...

ps.
Chapter completed!