Chapter 319 Broken Life

"you're awake?"

There is a familiar voice in my ear.

It's the little nurse.

Lu Wen slowly opened his eyes.

Still in this ward.

He was still lying on the bed, but this time there were not so many tubes all over his body.

"When I first came up, I found you lying at the door of the first ward in the corridor opposite the hall, so I asked someone to bring you back quickly, and did some tests. Everything is normal."

"Is it normal?"

"Um."

The little nurse nodded with certainty.

Lu Wen felt his physical condition.

It is indeed normal, the headache has disappeared, and there is no discomfort in any part of the body.

He stood up and took two steps, nothing wrong with him.

Then he lifted his foot and looked at the sole of the shoe.

"No blood?"

Lu Wen clearly remembered that the blood flowing from the crack of the door had spread to the soles of his shoes.

Although his vision was blurred at the time, he could barely see it.

As for after that, when the door opened, what was inside the room... He was not quite sure.

It seemed dark inside, not even a window.

"What blood?"

"When you found me, was there blood on the ground?"

"No." The little nurse shook her head, "You must be hallucinating. After waking up after being in a coma for more than two months, it is normal for anything to happen. Take a good rest and stop running around."

"Um."

Lu Wen didn't say anything more.

He looked out the window, trying to keep his expression calm, as if he was in a daze, but he was actually thinking about what he saw just before he passed out.

Seeing this, the little nurse left the ward without bothering him anymore.

All sick people need rest.

There are buttons above the hospital bed, and they can be called at any time if something happens.

A ward alone is quite quiet.

But the silence didn't last long.

Not long.

A group of young people in their twenties and thirties walked into the ward talking and laughing.

It's Lu Wen's colleagues.

They were all colleagues at least before being in a coma for more than two months.

"Look, I told you that Brother Lu is awake, but you still don't believe me." It was a young man in his early twenties who spoke with a smile on his face.

"I really woke up, and my face looks good, very energetic."

Everyone pushed and shouted, most of them had gifts in their hands.

Lu Wen tried his best to put a smile on his face, and received these familiar and unfamiliar colleagues.

"Is this hospital a scam? I feel that Lu Wen's health is better than mine. Why didn't Lu Wen go through the discharge procedures?"

"Hey, hospitals are like this. If you stay for one more day, you can charge one day's hospitalization fee."

"That's right, brother Lu, don't lie down, go out with us quickly, lie in this small ward all day, even if you are not sick, you have to lie down."

Everyone is very enthusiastic.

They are all dry-developed, overtime is quite serious, in their twenties and thirties, they all look sub-healthy, with sallow skin and no energy.

compare.

Lu Wen, who had been lying down for two months, looked much more energetic.

Unable to hold back the enthusiasm of the crowd, Lu Wen agreed to the suggestion of going out for a walk.

It just so happened that he also wanted to take a look at the world outside the hospital.

So he simply changed into the clothes that everyone brought him, tidied up, and went out.

Lu Wen first looked at the corridor across the hall.

first room.

There was indeed no sign of bleeding.

The door of that room was also closed, and the [×] symbol could be vaguely seen.

There's nothing wrong with that corridor though.

But there is something wrong with the corridor on Lu Wen's side.

"Room 0 is open?"

This corridor is near the exit of the hall.

The [0] door painted dark red opened at some point.

Lu Wen walked to the door and looked inside.

It's just an ordinary small ward.

The layout is the same as his ward, and there are also some instruments

The quilt on the hospital bed has been lifted, and the indentation on the mattress has not recovered. It seems that someone was sleeping on this hospital bed in room 0 just a moment ago.

The equipment next to the hospital bed is still functioning normally.

Some tubes were scattered on the bed.

Lu Wen remembered the footsteps behind him before.

Before he could think too much, a faint headache started, and a voice interrupted his thinking.

"Brother Lu, what are you looking at?" A young man asked.

"Nothing..." Lu Wen shook his head.

"Let's go quickly, the air is full of the smell of disinfectant, people will be abnormal after staying in this place for a long time."

Everyone pulled Wen Lu away from gate 0.

They came to the elevator, talking and laughing.

Someone asked Lu Wen how he felt in a coma for two months.

Some people also talked about the recent development of the company.

Some old employees left, and new employees came in, and some older guys set up their own departments and began to lead the team.

"Yesterday, a new girl deleted the database, and the platform reported an exception. The marketing department was crazy on the phone. Fortunately, the data was restored later."

"The director of their department took the blame and scolded the little intern girl for more than two hours."

"The little girl didn't know much about this..."

Before Lu Wen said that the company was not too big, it was not too small.

But it is stingy and stingy.

The database should have been handled by the operation and maintenance department, but the company has no operation and maintenance department at all.

Everyone is a pull pass, doing everything.

Even an intern can access the database and delete it...

"The company is poor, and it is still working on several projects at the same time, all in rush."

"Brother Lu, if you go back, you will definitely be able to get a supervisor, lead your own team, and interview a few more people to come in. Your qualifications are long enough..."

Everyone walked out of the hospital while talking.

The world outside the hospital was the same as Lu Wen remembered.

There are no cars flying all over the sky.

There is also no projection of walking between tall buildings.

Drones are even harder to see.

There will not be thick clouds over the city all the year round.

Everything is ordinary.

The weather in July is hot, the sun is scorching, and the heat waves are spreading on the streets.

The streets are full of pedestrians with umbrellas.

everything familiar.

Said it was easy to come out and walk around.

But everyone still dragged Lu Wen to a bar with a lively atmosphere.

"Aren't you going to work today?" Lu Wen asked.

"Of course, today is Sunday. It's hard to get such a day off every week. You have to be presumptuous."

All the people who came today were people who had a good relationship with Lu Wen before.

There are those who joined in the same year, and some newcomers who joined later.

The head of their department was also there.

As a patient recovering from a serious illness, Lu Wen received considerable care.

"Lu Wen, can you tell me how you felt when you were in a coma? Can you hear the voices from the outside world?" The department head asked with a smile.

"Nothing special, in fact, it's almost like sleeping for two months."

Lu Wen said that he could not hear the voice of the outside world.

The young man who had just joined the job for a few months was very excited, poured a glass of wine for Lu Wen, and asked in the same way: "Brother Lu, I heard that there is a guy named Baker Driver, who came back to life after a few days of death. Said to have seen hell..."

"He's called Beksinski, he got into a car accident, and he's a painter," another added.

Lu Wen smiled, the hustle and bustle in front of him made people feel extremely lonely.

It seems to be far away from him.

He picked up the wine glass, took a sip and said, "I did see another world."

These words immediately aroused everyone's interest.

Everyone asked questions.

"Brother Lu, is there really hell in this world?"

"What does hell look like? Does it look like it does in the movies? Lots of dead bodies?"

"You can take this opportunity to earn a wave of popularity, Brother Lu, I know a few self-media people, I can ask them to help you run it..."

"..."

Lu Wen waited until everyone had asked enough questions before opening his mouth to describe: "That world is not a hell, it's similar to ours, but the focus of technology is different."

He paused.

Then he went on to say: "I learned a lot in that place and benefited a lot."

Everyone thought he was joking.

An older colleague said with a smile: "Things in dreams can be forgotten after learning. When I used to dream, I dreamed that I became a top-notch expert, proficient in everything, and various companies rushed to invite me... but I woke up. After I came here, I had nothing, and I forgot all the framework I constructed in my dream.”

"It's not necessarily technology, there are other things that I haven't forgotten yet." Lu Wen responded with a light smile.

"Can you remember the things in the dream clearly?"

"Brother Lu, tell me what it is, if you can really remember something, you will definitely be popular."

"I also know a few bloggers with a lot of fans, and I can let them..."

"..."

Everyone surrounded Lu Wen.

You speak to me.

The music in the bar has never stopped, and the lighting is charming.

There was a lot of noise and constant traffic.

Very lively.

very calm.

It seems that as long as Lu Wen doesn't think too much seriously.

The feeling of headache will not appear.

Holding the wine glass in his hand, he looked indifferent, like a cold machine, quietly watching everything in front of him.

The world around me is gradually blurring.

Those people were around, but their voices seemed to be getting farther and farther away, as if everyone was speaking more than ten meters away.

There seemed to be something between Lu Wen and them.

A layer of tulle, or a transparent thick wall.

Some kind of power is needed to break through this blurred world.

He didn't bother to care whether those people heard or not, he just said lightly: "I learned how to kill people."

Say it.

Lu Wen picked up a fruit knife on the table.

He glanced at the project director, who was the most annoying person in his memory, no matter whether the memory was true or not, those impatient urgings, forced to work overtime day and night, made Lu Wen feel very uncomfortable.

The sharp blade pulled out a phantom in the air.

Move quickly.

Seal the throat with a knife.

Blood spurted out.

The project director's eyes were round and he was holding his throat tightly.

The blood was continuously overflowing along the cracks between the fingers, flowing on the floor of the bar.

"Snapped……"

This is the sound of the cup falling in his hand.

The wine glass shattered.

Wine mixed with blood.

Shards of red-stained glass splattered everywhere.

broken together.

It seems that there is still this fuzzy world.

Lu Wen put down the bloody fruit knife in his hand, sat back calmly, and slowly closed his eyes.

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