At the age of 29, He Ziming cooperated with the Clean Election Party and stabbed the Fair Party’s biggest secret behind the crime of reselling human organs for wealth, which led to the complete downfall of the Fair Party. All the families that followed the fair party's bad deeds were overthrown.
The fair party leader and several participated in the work. The owner and his wife who picked and reselled human organs, including He Kunshan and Fang Yun, were all sentenced to death.
"White-eyed wolf, you ungrateful white-eyed wolf! If not, our He family took you from the orphanage in the country to the imperial capital to raise you, how can you have today?" He Ziming finally saw that he has always been gentle and calm, with joy and anger. Mrs. He Fang Yun, savagely discolored, full of hatred: "But now you have betrayed the fair party, betrayed the He family, you must die!"
He Ziming looked at the graceless appearance of the woman in front of him, but a smile came up on his lips: "I am ungrateful, so I can't die, but madam, how are you and your husband kind to me?"
"If not, we adopted you and took you to the imperial capital, where can you have today? How can you get in touch with people of this level, if it weren't for us... I'm afraid today, you are still farming in the country and working in the countryside? This is not a kindness, what else can be regarded as kindness, you damned white-eyed wolf!" Fang Yun's eyes were full of resentment.
He Ziming laughed softly, but said: "I am a white-eyed wolf? However, when you and your husband blamed me, Madam, they seem to have forgotten my parents. How did your uncle and sister-in-law die? Kill your father. The hatred of mother-killing is not shared. Do you think we have greater kindness and justice? Or is the hatred greater?"
He Ziming came today, specially to send the culprit who killed his parents one last time...
As soon as He Ziming's voice fell, He Kunshan, who had been silent for a long time, changed his face: "You—you know, you have known that you have been pretending for so many years? Are you looking for our revenge?"
"You—you actually know?" Fang Yun also followed the change in his expression.
Their husband and wife couldn't think that He Ziming actually knew his own life experience and the things of the past... Then, He Ziming actually knew about the long-lasting things.
And for so many years, he has never shown himself in front of him...
too frightening.
He Ziming's scheming disguise is really terrible.
"If I don't know, who can avenge my parents who died in a wrongful manner under Jiuquan?" He Ziming smiled but did not admit or deny the doubt, just saying: "The law of heaven is retribution, retribution Unhappy, you have done so many evil things and ended up like this. Patriarch He, Madam He, you should have expected it a long time ago."
There is a god who raises his head three feet.
Everyone should pay for what they have done.
"The law of heaven revolves, retribution is unhappy, hahaha~" Fang Yun laughed and looked at He Ziming's face savagely, as if it was only this time that she knew where her family was planted, she looked at He Ziming bitterly and said: "I knew so. , I should kill you and your parents together, shouldn’t leave your life because of the benevolence of a thought, and shouldn’t have the heart to regret that you are of the He family’s blood, and He Kunshan got you out of the orphanage Come out and pick up He's home!"
It's hard to buy a daughter. I knew it.
If so, she had known that their family would be planted on He Ziming, she should cut the roots and kill He Ziming and his parents.
"You brought me out of the orphanage because Yu Xin couldn't bear to regret that I was from the He family's blood?" He Ziming heard her talking like this, as if he heard some big joke: "It's not because your husband and wife have been retributed. , Caused your son to suffer from a blood disease and needs a mobile blood bank. It just so happens that I was the extremely precious panda blood that brought me over as a blood container?"
Regarding the moral integrity, he convinced the Madam He.
Fang Yun was indisputable, so he looked at He Ziming fiercely and cursed: "He Ziming, you must not die!"
"Before I can die, as a nephew, I may have to give you a ride first, please." He Ziming smiled and nodded.
He snapped his fingers, and immediately a policeman stepped forward to escort He Kunshan and his wife, who were in prison uniforms and handcuffs, to the execution site where the death penalty was executed...
Fang Yun couldn't stop cursing and hating He Ziming before he left: "He Ziming, I will wait for you under Huangquan, and I won't want you to die at that time."
"What can you still take me while you are alive? What can you do if you die?" He Ziming sneered, "What's more, before you waited for me, my parents had been waiting for you under the ground for more than 20 years. Mr. He, Mrs. He."
He Ziming watched as He Kunshan and Fang Yun were escorted to the execution stage. They were injected with lethal drugs on time. They struggled and died until they were completely cold and turned into two corpses. Only then did they calmly leave their death sentence. Execution location...
With the death of the couple, the grievances and hatred between him and the He family and the couple also ended.
He Ziming had a car accident when he was thirty-two years old. Even he himself didn’t know whether his car accident was an accident or a deliberate murder. He had no way of guessing if someone was behind the scenes. If so, who killed him...
No way, this is the case in the political vortex. Politics is an extremely dangerous thing.
There are so many people who want his life, He Ziming can't even count them.
After a quick review of his life, he watched his car collided with another car at night.
"The last world, your life has been reviewed... Will the host choose to return to his body or stay in the mission world to continue performing various quick-passing tasks?" The mechanized voice of the system immediately rang in He Ziming's mind.
He Ziming smiled without thinking, "Of course it's turning back to his body."
He has gone through so many fast-traveling worlds. He just wants to return to his body and live in it, not to become a system npc in countless fast-traveling worlds.
"I think, I need to remind you that we don't have the power to look back in time in the real world, so even if you go back, you can only go back to the years after your car accident, not before the car accident." After staying for so long, the system is still very reluctant to He Ziming.
He Ziming raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"
Based on his understanding of the system, the system must not be finished yet.
"In other words, after your brain death in a car accident, your body must be preserved intact, undamaged, and alive... Your consciousness returns to your body before you can be resurrected. If your body has been buried or cremated If you go back, you will be completely dead, and even the consciousness will no longer exist." The system’s dedicated reminder: "While in the virtual world, we cannot detect your physical condition in the real world... Could you still Do you insist on going back?"
It lobbied He Ziming vigorously.
He Ziming has a half-and-half chance of being alive when he goes back, but if he stays, his consciousness can get immortal life.
In the face of its lobbying, He Ziming's attitude has never changed: "Go back."
Even if he died, he would die in his own body and return to his own world... He didn't want to live forever in a vain in this way.
"Okay." Seeing that the system couldn't change his mind, it could only send him back.
He Ziming's consciousness became transparent little by little in the system hall. Just when he was about to disappear, he smiled and said to the system: "All, I will miss you."
"Go away, go away." The mechanical sound of the system said with a little choked impatience.
He Ziming's consciousness finally disappeared completely in the system hall, and began to return to his body.
As for his body in the real world, whether it has been determined to be brain-dead and cremated and buried, or is it kept there as a vegetative, mechanically alive...
Even He Ziming himself couldn't figure it out.
Only his legally first and only relative Jiang Zesheng can make this choice.
But how would Jiang Zesheng choose
He Ziming himself is not very clear.
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When He Ziming was a little conscious again, the whole person was already in the clouds, and he didn't know where the eve was. He wants to open his eyes, look at things, move... but he can't open his eyes, he can't move...
He could only hear a voice that made him feel very familiar with him, and he was chattering in his ears with a cool and not cold voice. Sometimes he would tell him stories like a kid, sometimes he would read poems and sing nursery rhymes... Inexplicably, that voice made He Ziming feel very warm and nostalgic.
Every day He Ziming couldn't move, he was looking forward to it, looking forward to the sound to come and accompany him. When the sound left, he would feel very lonely and very unhappy.
On this day, He Ziming waited for a long time and the owner of the voice did not come, making He Ziming very upset.
He Ziming waited for a long time, and finally waited for the voice that made him miss, but it was accompanied by another female voice.
He Ziming suddenly became even more unhappy.
"When are you going to be absurd? He Ziming is dead. He was declared brain dead by the doctor, and he will never wake up... You ask the hypnotist to send your consciousness into his consciousness again and again. , Trying to awaken his consciousness, hundreds of times, sometimes a few days, sometimes more than a dozen days, he did not wake up, but your spirit is getting weaker and weaker, and you will be unable to support it. Do you know that you are always there? Patients with mental problems.” The older female’s voice spoke to the voice that made him nostalgic: “When he was alive, he didn’t see how you loved him? He is dead now, and you are tossing about it again. what?"
Who is He Ziming
What does it mean to be brain dead and never wake up
He Ziming didn't understand or knew what the female voice was talking about. He couldn't do anything, so he could only listen in silence.
"Abusing hallucinogens addiction, do you think you have a few lives to do this? Do you think you can see him again if you use hallucinogens? I tell you, it is all your hallucinations, he is dead Now. Jiang Zesheng!" The female voice has been talking endlessly about the master who made He Ziming miss the voice.
The owner of that voice seldom replied, only when the woman said that He Ziming was dead, she corrected sadly and firmly: "No, he is not dead, he will definitely wake up again."
The young man's voice was filled with deep and restrained sadness.
Let He Ziming follow closely, but she felt a pain in her heart unconsciously, and wanted to hug him and coax him.
He Ziming thought, the owner of this voice must be a very important, very important person to him.
Otherwise, how could he feel so sorry for him
"He has been sentenced to brain death by the doctor. Do you know what is called brain death? That means he is already dead. Now the one lying here breathing is alive, but it's just a breathing corpse, as long as an oxygen mask With one pull, this body will die with his soul." The woman who suspected the man's mother fiercely corrected the man.
The owner of the voice still stubbornly corrected: "That was the doctor's diagnosis. He just fell asleep temporarily. He didn't suffer any fatal injuries, so how could he be brain-dead? There is no precedent for vegetative people to wake up."
"A vegetative person can use hypnosis to let relatives enter his consciousness to awaken his sleeping consciousness." The woman sneered and sneered at the man's self-deception: "But what about him? How many times have you entered his consciousness." Now, his consciousness has not fluctuated at all, and even the doctor advised you to give up... He is completely dead and can't wake up again. When will you deceive yourself and others?"
The man is still insisting and firm: "No, he is not dead. Every time I enter his consciousness, I will have a long and long dream, and I can feel him. He is still alive, and one day he will wake up. ."
The man is not dead, who is he who is still alive
He Ziming didn't know, he just sensed from the man's words that the man must care about him very much. He Ziming was a little jealous for some reason.
He cares about men so much, how can a man have someone who cares more about him
impossible.
"If, as you said, he is still conscious and alive, and you, as his legal spouse, enter his consciousness again and again and there is no way to wake him up, it can only show one problem, that is, he doesn't want to wake up at all. , I don't want to see you, I just want to hide from you. I would rather be a lying corpse here than wake up with you." The woman said fiercely.
As soon as she said this, there was silence in the ward, and there was no more sound...
Can only hear the sound of breathing together.
Her voice is too sharp.
He Ziming, who didn't understand everything, felt a prick inexplicably, let alone a man.
The man didn't make a sound for a long time.
He Ziming felt his sorrow and pain in the air.
"No, it's not like this." He Ziming wanted to refute the woman, hug and coax the man so that he would not be so sad.
But sadly, he couldn't do anything.
"Ze Sheng, he is dead, you accept this reality, let the doctor take off his oxygen mask, and get out of this matter quickly." The woman seemed to be aware of her failure, and she softened. In a tone, he once again advised: "At the beginning, although it was the Fair Party who proposed the marriage, it was you who wanted He Ziming..."
"I don’t know what happened between you, what do you think you owe him, and you don’t know why you didn’t tell him that you were the one who helped his netizens all the time... Mom knows you regret it, but the past After all, it's over." The woman sighed deeply: "You have also avenged him, and you have done so many things behind the scenes for his steady progress. You have been entangled with grievances for so many years, and it is time to wake up. …"
Who is whose netizen
Who is it that asked for He Ziming
He Ziming's brain was a mess, and he couldn't figure out the intertwined relationship.
The man didn't speak for a long time.
He Ziming suddenly wanted to open his eyes and look at him. He looked at the one in front of him, and then planned to make a helpless attempt.
But what He Ziming didn't expect was that he actually opened it this time...
Jiang's mother stood facing the hospital bed on which He Ziming was lying. Seeing Jiang Zecheng silent, she was about to say something to persuade him, but suddenly saw He Ziming's eyes opened suddenly.
Mother Jiang suddenly screamed: "Eh! Eh!"
Jiang Zesheng, who was sitting on the side of He Ziming's bed, followed her scream and hurriedly looked at the person lying on the bed.
He Ziming, who just opened his eyes, met a gloomy, decadent, pale and tired handsome face... Although it was not very flattering, it was the type he liked.
He Ziming thought like this in his heart.
"You... are you awake?" The man seemed a little restrained unconsciously, his gloomy eyes suddenly flashed with hope, a star-like light.
He Ziming spoke up and asked, "You...who are you?"
"Don't you remember? This is Jiang Zesheng..." The man clenched his fists unconsciously.
He Ziming shook his head subconsciously, and after a while, he asked, "Then who am I?"
"You are He Ziming."
"What is our relationship?"
Jiang Zesheng was silent for a while before he replied cautiously: "I am your husband in the legal sense."
If life is just like seeing it at first time, what is the matter of autumn wind painting a fan.
Then let us go back to the first sight and start over from the first sight...
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