West Pass District, Ren'an Hospital.
At around eight o'clock in the morning, several people were already sitting on the two rows of benches outside Operating Room's door.
Ding.
The elevator door opened, and Fang Cheng stepped out.
Holding the breakfast and hot drinks bought from downstairs in both hands, he walked quickly towards the waiting area.
Seeing Fang Cheng appear, several people waiting outside Operating Room stood up and spoke.
"A Cheng, don't be so polite, we are all family members."
"Sit down quickly, sit down quickly, don't be tired..."
Fang Cheng nodded to everyone and said it was okay.
Li Biyun was also in the crowd. He quickly took the hot breakfast drink from his son and helped distribute it to others.
They are all relatives who came all the way from the countryside to visit my grandpa, and they are older elders, so basic etiquette must be observed.
Maybe they haven't seen each other for a long time, and the relatives are more interested in Fang Cheng's current situation, so they talk to him one after another.
Some asked about the work situation, and some asked Fang Cheng if he had a girlfriend and wanted to help introduce someone.
They chatted with each other, which diluted the slightly depressing atmosphere a little.
In this way, everyone waited outside Operating Room for about three hours.
Until after 12 noon.
As the green light turned on, the door slowly opened.
Several doctors and nurses in green Surgery uniforms took off their masks and walked out with tired faces.
Fang Cheng and Li Biyun stood up together and looked at the doctor nervously.
Other relatives who were talking also gathered around.
"Bed 29, are your family members here?"
An older male doctor glanced at everyone.
"We are!"
Li Biyun stepped forward anxiously and asked, "How is my dad?"
"The situation is like this, Surgery has been successfully completed."
"The lesion has been basically removed, but it has not completely escaped from the Danger stage. We need to prevent the risk of postoperative bleeding and infection. Next, the patient will be transferred to Intensive Care Unit for a period of observation and treatment..."
The male doctor introduced the patient's condition in detail very diligently.
Fang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this and held his mother's trembling hand.
Judging from the doctor's tone, there were no complications during the Surgery process this time, so it should be considered a great success. However, as the person in charge of implementing Surgery, he would basically say it more conservatively.
After hearing the news, everyone felt a little relieved.
Next, we will look at the specific recovery situation after surgery.
If you follow the doctor's pre-operative conversation with his family, as long as he can ensure the success of Surgery and smooth recovery, and then regularly receive Adjuvant Chemotherapy, the patient's five-year survival rate can reach over 90%, and there is hope that he can live for more than 10 years.
Speaking of which, the technology tree of this world seems to be askew.
Other industries are in a relatively backward state, but the medical level is much higher than in previous generations, especially in the field of cancer treatment, where great achievements have been made.
If my grandfather was not old and frail, and the tumor was close to the advanced stage, it would not be unusual for a young man with Constitution to have no recurrence for decades after the operation.
After all, even Biochemical Maniac has appeared, and civilian medical technology is definitely not that low.
Thinking of Noah Organization's almost science fiction experimental methods, Fang Cheng is emotionally stable and has great confidence in grandpa's postoperative recovery.
In the evening.
Relatives who came to visit all went back one after another.
After putting the last aunt in the car, Fang Cheng returned to the hospital and stayed outside Intensive Care Unit with her mother.
Through the thick Glass window of the ward, you can see your grandfather lying on the hospital bed.
He was connected to an oxygen tube and had woken up once before, but now he fell asleep again.
Although the vital sign index on the monitor is relatively low, it is still within the normal range.
Fang Cheng and his mother therefore had time to chat about uncle Li Dingjian's current situation.
Speaking of which, since he started to start a business, his visits to the hospital have become less and less frequent, and he seems to be very busy.
Recently, he has been even more elusive, not showing up for more than half a month, and even when I called him, his phone was turned off.
Relatives who didn't know the situation thought he had fallen into his old habits again and started criticizing him one after another.
After hearing his son mention this matter, Li Biyun told him with a slight distress:
"Actually, your uncle was going to personally pay for the Surgery money this time. On the day you took the exam, he transferred 200,000 to my account."
Fang Cheng was a little surprised when he heard this:
"Is his business really successful?"
"Who knows."
Li Biyun frowned slightly and shook his head:
"I have been keeping this money and dare not use it. The way he is now, it doesn't look like he is doing a serious business at all."
"I'm worried that he may do something illegal. If he is found out and returns on his own initiative, he may be able to seek leniency."
Hearing what his mother said, Fang Cheng was unable to comment for a while.
From an emotional point of view, I still hope that my uncle can be proud and proud and really achieve something great.
From an intellectual point of view, I have to agree with my mother's suspicion.
After all, my uncle is a criminal with a criminal record.
After comforting her mother for a few words and knowing that today was her day off, Fang Cheng persuaded her to go home and have a good rest. It was enough for her to take care of her here.
In the past few months, my mother has been really hard, having to work and take care of my grandpa.
Fortunately, the pain will soon be over.
Fang Cheng thinks to himself.
I currently have more than 400,000 yuan in cash on hand, and Ma Donghe still has two valuable items that I haven't sold.
If we add a few pieces brought from Yong'an Island Shipwreck Antique.
Now I am not to say a multi-millionaire, at least I can be considered to have a small amount of assets.
After my grandfather was transferred to General Ward, he hired two caregivers to take care of him 24 hours a day.
As for the mother, she can also find a reason to explain the source of the money so that she can quit her job in the hospital and enjoy herself at home.
Li Biyun couldn't stand his son's persuasion, and seeing that the hospital really didn't need too many people staying behind, he finally got up and went home.
It quickly became dark, and the inside of the hospital was a little quieter than during the day.
Fang Cheng came to the family resting and waiting area near Intensive Care Unit.
There are restrooms, drinking fountains, Air Conditioner and Television here, and the facilities are very user-friendly.
There are many family members of patients in the same situation as Fang Cheng staying here.
Some were watching the TV on the wall, while others were eating steaming instant noodles.
Others were covered with blankets and sleeping on chairs, snoring from time to time, obviously very tired.
Intensive Care Unit In principle, family members of patients are not allowed to visit.
But in order not to miss the latest news and just in case something unexpected happens, many family members still choose to stay outside day and night.
With so many people living and eating together, there is still garbage on the ground that has not been cleaned up, and the environment seems a bit dirty.
Fang Cheng found a seat, and after sitting for a while, he couldn't help but frown.
Without him, the smell in the room would be too strong.
After the sense of smell was amplified dozens of times, it felt as if it was being attacked by a biochemical attack.
It even made Fang Cheng vaguely find a sense of spiritual practice that required deliberate endurance and tempering Willpower.
So I simply sat cross-legged on a chair and started meditating Meditation.
When other family members around saw this scene, they glanced at it for a few times and then stopped paying attention.
There are all kinds of weirdos in this day and age.
Isn't there a guy with his sweaty feet next to him, eating Kangshifu Pickled Cabbage Noodles?
In such a colorful environment, Fang Cheng gradually closes Five Senses and strives to reach the Entering Stillness state.
Then, on this basis, we will conduct in-depth Meditation and try to find the feeling of Entering Samadhi again.
In the extremely quiet environment of Abyss, as long as you overcome your inner fear of nothingness, you will soon reach Entering Stillness Level, and you can even vaguely touch the edge of "Entering Samadhi".
Living in a noisy, bustling and colorful city, it is difficult to find such an excellent cultivation environment.
In the Meditation process, Entering Samadhi is many times more difficult than Entering Stillness.
For those who do not have Talent and cannot find the Meditation target, it is an insurmountable chasm.
Because Entering Stillness just needs to unify the mind, stay quiet, and focus on the current experience.
Entering Samadhi needs to transcend the present moment, enter the depths of Subconscious Mind, and communicate with the inner self and the outer universe.
After reaching this state, not only will the mind be extremely calm, but all the body's perceptions will also reach the limit. Everything happening around you will be clear to your heart, and you will have a clear feeling that transcends instinct.
In Unity of Heaven and Man's state of practice, Fang Cheng realized the confrontation between Primeval Vowel and High-Dimensional Consciousness, and finally truly grasped this feeling.
That is, Visualization has this Spirituality Fire with the image of Lamp Flame in his own mind, to anchor Self-Awareness.
In other words, it can be said that you regard yourself as the target of Meditation.
Fang Cheng I don't know if this counts as Entering Samadhi.
At least according to the Meditation method taught by Professor Truth Society, it is quite consistent in terms of experience.
There is no mistake, every song is published and every content is read one by one!
The only thing that makes Fang Cheng dissatisfied is that it is still difficult for Meditation to gain experience.
It takes about two or three hours of Meditation practice to gain 1 point of experience.
At this moment, Fang Cheng is in a special environment in the hospital.
My eyes seemed to be closed but not closed, my ears seemed to be listening but not listening. I slowly adjusted my mood and gradually returned to unity Entering Stillness.
Then.
With the tranquility of mind, a faint light dimly lit up in the darkness.
At the same time, Red Light was faintly seeping out between Fang Cheng's eyebrows.
A wonderful feeling that can only be understood but cannot be expressed quietly came to my heart.
It was as if this light illuminated his whole body, blooming with infinite light.
I... seem to be transformed into a wisp of burning firewood Lamp Flame.
In this wonderful feeling, it is natural to cross a certain natural chasm and enter the dark and boundless potential Ocean of Consciousness.
When consciousness enters the deep Meditation state of Yao Yao Mingming.
The body Sensory Perception also reached its peak state at the same time.
For the first time in reality, not in Meditation, Fang Cheng clearly experienced the wonderful feeling of breathing from all the pores in his body.
Phew...
Suck...
Phew...
Suck...
It's like a gentle breeze surrounds me, the clouds are surging, and my whole body feels light and fluttery, as if I want to Ride the Wind ride back on the clouds.
Every breath is natural and reaches a state of perfect balance.
If you look at it from the perspective of others, you will not notice the existence of Fang Cheng at all.
He seemed to have become a chair, a teacup, and a roll of toilet paper in this room, completely blending into the environment without leaving any trace.
Vaguely, Fang Cheng's consciousness gradually expanded into the surrounding space.
Finally, a 360-degree perspective is displayed, and everything around you is reflected in your mind. You can clearly see it without having to observe it with your own eyes.
Countless noisy and tinny sounds came from inside and outside the room.
Television plays the sound of news.
The breathing, heartbeats, and coughs of the people around you.
The ceiling Air Conditioner air outlet, the warm air blows the grille.
There was the sound of light footsteps as someone passed by in the corridor.
Whether it's high or low, fast or slow, both ears can handle it all with ease, without disturbing the peaceful mood at all.
Even the smell of feet, sweat, and instant noodles that fills the nose, even if it is dozens of times stronger, cannot affect normal olfactory judgment and is acceptable.
"This is Entering Samadhi, extremely clear-headed, extremely comfortable..."
Fang Cheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
From closing Five Senses, transcending Five Senses, returning to Five Senses, accepting Five Senses, everything fell into place.
When Entering Stillness, Fang Cheng never dared to have delusional thoughts. If he had the slightest thought, he would exit the Meditation state.
But after Entering Samadhi, I can use my thoughts at will and imagine anything and anyone.
Because, my mind has been completely settled!
Just when Fang Cheng carefully realized the feeling of Entering Samadhi,
Suddenly, a strange sound floated into my ears.
The "Inner Light" in my mind began to sway violently, and the weak aperture seemed to be trying its best to disperse the boundless darkness around it.
Fang Cheng's heart trembled, and he almost exited the Entering Samadhi state directly.
It is different from the murmurs and prayers heard at Yong'an Island.
The sound I heard this time was even more strange and eerie.
It can even be said that it makes Fang Cheng feel creepy.
It's like countless people are in hell, being tortured and wailing constantly.
This kind of impact on the spiritual level is more significant than the amplification of smell and hearing by dozens or hundreds of times.
Fang Cheng endured it forcibly and listened carefully to distinguish.
Suddenly, I saw a simple and mysterious Bronze Gate vaguely emerging from the darkness.
The green light seeping out of the bronze door illuminated the surrounding void into a blue color.
Accompanied by the sound of "squeaking" teeth, the nails on the copper door seemed to be used for sealing, being slowly forced out one by one.
Then, a low and eerie Moo Sound sounded loudly.
The door opened slowly.
Streams of Black Mist took the opportunity to spurt out, exuding a strong rancid smell.
There were faint, shrill wails coming from inside the door, as if countless people were undergoing brutal torture.
It seems... what is connected there is a place that is more painful and deeper than hell.
Seeing this, Fang Cheng couldn't help but sweat dripping from his face.
Huo Ran opened his eyes, looked forward, and then looked around.
In addition to Panel, one Prompt Information emerged:
[Meditation Experience+3]
There was no more unusual movement.
Fang Cheng looked up at the clock on the wall. It was already past midnight.
At this moment, most people are sleepy and taking a nap.
Some were lying on chairs, and some spread the bedding they brought on the floor and fell asleep soundly.
Seeing this, Fang Cheng got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face.
Then he walked out of the rest area, came to Intensive Care Unit, and watched grandpa's condition through the window.
The values displayed by the monitor are within the normal range, and there are night shift nurses taking care of it.
There is no need to keep staring.
After looking at it for a moment, Fang Cheng then walked to Balcony next to it.
The corridor was quiet, most of the lights were turned off, and it seemed quite dark.
Fang Cheng was leaning alone in front of the window, looking at the night scene in the early morning, his eyes slightly narrowed.
I can't help but recall the captivating sounds and images I sensed in Meditation.
I wandered around casually and suddenly saw a building opposite with the Rehabilitation Center sign. The lights looked particularly bright in the early morning.
There are also many roadblocks set up around the area, guarded by soldiers armed with live ammunition.
During the previous visits to Ren'an Hospital, Fang Cheng also noticed that the hospital's security force was much more adequate.
I have never seen this unusual sight with my own eyes at night.
"Isn't it strange?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind.