Chapter 2

He immediately began to survey his surroundings. Not far away stood a large two-story white building, its side densely covered with red forsythia flowers. Surrounding the building were some rudimentary gardens and open spaces, where faded bed sheets and patient gowns were laid out under the sun, their original colors no longer discernible. Several elderly individuals, who had lost their mobility, were scattered among the gaps between the sheets, similarly bound to their wheelchairs with strips of cloth. From their cracked lips and parched skin, it was evident that they had been exposed to the sun for a long time. In the distance, a few elderly people were walking slowly together.

Aunt and cousin left quickly; at first, they often came to see him, but later on, their visits became less frequent. The aunt's absence was due to her poor health, while the cousin's was due to her disdain.

They passed away successively in 2005 and 2006, with pneumonia as the cause of death; however, it is said that they actually died from long-term malnutrition

How many laps has he completed? Ten laps or twenty laps? He can no longer remember, but he still grits his teeth and perseveres. It seems that with just one more step, he will be able to fully recover and leave this hell on earth forever

He felt confused; the last thing he could remember was leaping from the windowsill of the intensive care unit towards the pitch-black earth, and then there was a long dream.

For the faint hope of their son waking up, they economized to the extreme, using the saved money to purchase various remedies, books, and medicines. Due to his inability to eat, the nutritional fluids that Wang Zhi required daily cost a fortune. Wang Zhi could not imagine how his parents' meager retirement salary sustained his life for six long years. Fearing that no one would care for him, his parents, before their passing, almost pleaded with relatives to agree never to voluntarily give up on Wang Zhi's treatment, and resolutely refused burial, using the funeral expenses to sustain his life.

Yet deep down, he understands that it is impossible. The only thing he can do is to let fatigue occupy every corner of his body, so that he no longer thinks about those painful things

He hates himself

Therefore, he does not hate his cousin; he only hates himself

Wang Zhi understood her aversion. No matter who it is, after unconditionally caring for a relationship that is not close, a comatose cousin for six years, one is bound to feel some degree of resentment. Even if in the last four years she merely discarded Wang Zhi like garbage into this nursing home, Wang Zhi could only feel gratitude towards her

Several individuals from the hospital arrived promptly to assess his condition, and then a person who appeared to be a drifter hurried to make a phone call to notify the family. Wang Zhi finally managed to drink an entire cup of water, and then an elderly man who looked like an experienced military doctor began to examine his situation

Are the limbs able to move? Is there any pain? He continuously lifted Wang Zhi's hands and feet, allowing them to fall freely, and then repeatedly struck Wang Zhi's joints with a small hammer, asking with a face full of hope, but Wang Zhi fell into a deep sleep due to dehydration and exhaustion

It is still that garden filled with sun-bleached sheets and hospital gowns, still those elderly individuals who appear like puppets, still that seemingly suffocating sun. Wang Zhi slowly moved the rack a step forward, then exerted all his strength to take a step forward.

If it were not for his paranoia, and his naive belief that he could successfully report, he, having graduated from a prestigious university and being a key technical staff member in the factory, should have already established a family and career by now, while his parents would be joyfully teasing their grandchildren, enjoying their twilight years.

What place is this

He remembers that he was hospitalized in July, yet the scenery around him clearly indicates that it is spring.

Wang Zhi slowly opened his eyes and found himself sitting in the middle of a simple garden. He tried to move his body, but discovered that his hands and feet were still unresponsive. The only relief was that the pain in his lower back had completely vanished, replaced by a pervasive numbness and weakness throughout his body. He struggled for a while, only to realize that he was firmly bound to the wheelchair by something.

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Aunt and cousin did not say much, but from that chubby and gossipy nurse, he received a lot of information about himself

After 5 months, he finally left that hell

Finally, as the woman pushed him to the bed in front of her, preparing to place him on the mattress, she noticed his already numb eyes

He felt a sudden panic for no reason. Based on his understanding of his parents, his retired parents would never place their only son in a nursing home, even if that son had become disabled

"Xiao Zhi, can you hear me?" A familiar voice, yet it sounded much older. Wang Zhi quickly blinked his eyes and slowly shifted his gaze. What came into view were his aunt and cousin, but they had clearly aged significantly. His cousin, who should be 32 years old, had transformed into a middle-aged woman with a face full of age spots, while his aunt, with her head full of silver hair, looked like a 70-year-old.

In the dream, it seems that someone is calling his name, it seems that someone is crying and arguing beside him, it seems that there is both night and day, it seems that something important has happened, but he cannot remember it at all

If there is a hell, then perhaps this is it

Finally, after an unknown passage of time, whether it was one hour or several, a few middle-aged women, appearing to be in their forties or fifties, slowly approached. They viciously cursed at the incontinent elderly, pushing them back into the white building. A woman who was excessively overweight walked up behind Wang Zhi, cursing as she went. Wang Zhi futilely attempted to speak, but his parched throat could produce no sound.

Thus, he gritted his teeth and persisted with a substantial amount of rehabilitation training every day, exercising his hands, feet, and organs that had not been active for 12 years in an almost self-torturous manner

"Xiao Zhi, why are you so unfortunate?" Auntie collapsed onto his bed, holding his limp hand and weeping bitterly

He did not wake up until the following morning, and he was still alone. His body seemed to have been cleaned, and the sheets had been changed to new ones, which brought him a slight sense of comfort. He waited for nearly an hour, and finally, a few people approached him.

Ah! The woman's voice echoed throughout the entire building like the sound of a pig being slaughtered. She pointed at Wang Zhi with trembling fingers and shouted loudly, "He has awakened!"

Occasionally, some middle-aged women who appeared to be caregivers passed by nearby, but no matter how much Wang Zhi struggled and exerted himself, they did not glance in this direction even once

However, his voice seemed as if it had not made a sound for a long time; no matter how hard he tried, he could only force out some meaningless syllables like "uh" and "ah".

This made Wang Zhi realize that he was in a nursing home

Wang Zhi could only wait in despair, as the scorching sun mercilessly tormented his exposed body, causing him to feel a sharp pain. However, what humiliated him the most was the unmistakable sensation of his lower garments gradually becoming wet, followed by an increasingly pungent odor.

Your father and mother have both passed away. Xiao Zhi, you have been asleep for a full 12 years, hetushu.com. 12 years indeed

Thus, he began to shout

He wished he could end his life with a single stroke, but upon reflecting on the hardships his parents endured to bring him into this world, he resolved to live on no matter what.

The debts to relatives have not yet been repaid, and the cold words from others have not yet been countered. He has decided to respond to those who abandoned him in his moment of despair and looked down upon him with a better life.

What happened

Indeed, I have become paralyzed.

Not only must one live, but one must also live like a human being

If it were not for his blindness and impulsiveness, he would not have been stabbed multiple times and sent to the hospital, nor would he have chosen to commit suicide, becoming a burden to his family. Perhaps he would have already recovered, and his parents would not have passed away in such despair and hardship.

What causes him pain is the death of his parents

The sun beats down fiercely upon the body, the air is filled with the scent of earth, yet more prevalent is a wave of foul odor

He let out a long sigh and abandoned the thought of moving himself

He finally could not help but cry

He fell from the 3rd floor but miraculously did not die; instead, he became a vegetative state. Even more miraculous was that his spine, which had been deemed irreparable by doctors, healed on its own. He spent a full 2 years in the intensive care unit, exhausting all of his family's savings, as the factory ultimately did not pay for the medical expenses, nor was there any insurance. His parents eventually sold their only property and borrowed from all their relatives to settle his medical bills. He spent a full 2 years in the intensive care unit, exhausting all of his family's savings, as the factory ultimately did not pay for the medical expenses, nor was there any insurance. His parents eventually sold their only property and borrowed from all their relatives to settle his medical bills