What she didn't expect was that after the heart was changed, she was no longer the same person she used to be - she always heard inexplicable voices calling, felt the presence of others in that heart, and walked forward with that heart involuntarily. In the evening, Wu Bingbing gradually woke up, her consciousness came up like ice floes, her mind was full of clouds and mist, everywhere was bright and bright, and she couldn't remember where she was.Someone nearby was crying, like a woman. —Where am I?in school?at home?or dead? She struggled to open her eyes, the previous cloud and mist disintegrated instantly, the glare was like frightened dove wings, flapping her sore eyeballs; she gasped for breath, and it took a long time to see clearly that she was in the ward of the hospital.

The crying sound came from the next door, and through the glass in the middle, one could see a part of the hospital bed over there, on which lay a dead man, his bare and slender feet bound with ropes.A woman was crying on the head of the bed, her shoulders trembling as she sobbed.Her white dress, long messy hair, thin back... Wu Bingbing sighed, tightened the quilt covering her body, subconsciously stretched her hands into her arms, felt something strange, and suddenly withdrew her hands as if they were burning.She saw a new, thin scar on her chest, with spots of surgical thread holes clearly dotted on both sides - because of the late healing, it was slightly tender red.

——Why such a big wound?God!Did they disembowel me? Amidst her nervous shouts, a nurse opened the door and entered. "I wonder, my surgery—did they replace my heart?" The nurse replied in the affirmative: "Yes, you have undergone a heart transplant. This is the intensive care unit, and I am the designated nurse who was temporarily transferred to take care of you." "Then—who gave me the heart?" "All I know is that it was a girl who died of cerebral hemorrhage in a car accident. With the consent of her family, Dr. Meng transplanted her heart to you in the shortest possible time."

"How long have I been in a coma?". "To be precise, it is dormant for 15 days." "What if I can't wake up for such a long time?" "No. Dr. Meng said that healing wounds in a long-term dormant state is the most advanced rehabilitation therapy after heart surgery. From the observations these days, all indicators of your heart are normal." Wu Bingbing breathed a sigh of relief. "Why can't I feel my heartbeat... By the way, who lives next door? That woman has been crying, who is dead?—Who is in her family?" She was stunned when she turned her face to look. The lights next door had been turned off at some point, half of the curtains on the other side of the glass had been drawn, and the woman was standing behind the curtains, looking at this side motionlessly.Only her white figure was seen.

"There's no one next door." The nurse glanced over there. "Why is there no one? That woman is still standing there!" "It's just that there is no one!" The nurse walked over and pushed the glass in the middle with her hands, proving that it was closed and could not be opened. Wu Bingbing saw that when the nurse pushed the window, the woman standing behind the curtain quickly stepped aside and stretched out a big thin hand to press the glass window.It seemed that the nurse was not allowed to open it. The nurse said: "There will be no one. It is a storage room, and it is full of medical equipment - there were originally two rooms, but this room has been converted into an intensive care unit. So I squeezed all the things there and piled them up. fully."

Wu Bingbing said: "She is still there, I can't see her face clearly. Why do you keep looking at me?" The nurse was startled and hurriedly said, "Are you kidding? No one." "Yes, besides women, there are also dead men with their feet bound with ropes." The nurse shivered, stepped forward to pat the glass, and shouted boldly: "Is anyone there? Is there anyone? Talk!" Then she turned around, shrugged her shoulders and smiled at her: "You see, no, Nothing at all." Wu Bingbing saw that the woman just disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the room next door became dark.

She muttered in bewilderment, "What's the matter? I saw someone next door." The nurse still said nervously: "It seems that you need some sedatives. I will inform Dr. Meng right away, and he said that you should tell him in time when you wake up, and he will adjust the medicine for you, and you will be fine." After all, the nurse hurriedly left.Her steps were a little flustered as she walked. When Dr. Meng was led by the nurses to the intensive care unit, she found that Wu Bingbing had disappeared.I searched the entire nursing area, but there was no one there.Then, doctors and nurses were mobilized to search every part of the hospital, but there was no news.This made the whole hospital tense up.Dr. Meng is the one who is most anxious and worried.

Wu Bingbing's father and Dr. Meng met abroad.Her grandfather is a wealthy overseas Chinese businessman in Southern California, and her father is the only child of the family. Because her grandfather has a heart disease, the doctor who made an appointment came to visit her for consultation, and her father knew Dr. Meng, a Chinese doctor.Meng graduated from a domestic medical university and went to study in the United States. He received a doctorate in medicine from Stanford University in California and became a famous cardiothoracic surgeon.Later, both my father and Dr. Meng returned to China to develop.Dad became the president of a certain bank in City E, and Dr. Meng founded this Southern Rehabilitation Hospital relying on the financial support of his father's bank.And Wu Bingbing, who suffers from congenital heart disease, has become a frequent visitor and a special patient in this hospital, which makes the relationship between my father and Dr. Meng even closer.

Wu Bingbing often suffered from chest tightness and shortness of breath, and her complexion turned blue when she had an attack... When she was unable to sustain herself through medical treatment, Dr. Meng began to perform heart surgery on her, arterial bypass and laser drilling again and again. It became a hornet's nest.No one would have imagined that Wu Bingbing, who is fresh, beautiful, peaceful and melancholy on the outside, endured so much pain and pressure in her heart—but she was so strong by nature that she didn't delay her studies and was admitted to the South University with excellent grades. the University.

What Wu Bingbing didn't know was that his family and Dr. Meng had taken great pains for her illness. In the third year of university, Wu Bingbing had another heart attack.Although they were rescued in time, Dr. Meng and her family did not tell her the seriousness of the problem. While pretending to be optimistic and comforting and encouraging her, they urgently agreed on an unquestionable solution: heart transplantation.Only a heart transplant could save and prolong her life.Take dredging surgery and drug treatment to maintain heart function for about one year at most. The grandfather who was abroad sold his villa and offered a reward in the newspaper, willing to find a heart for his granddaughter with a reward of 2 million US dollars.Dad and Dr. Meng actively cooperated and also looked for heart donors everywhere.Dr. Meng flies to various places and conducts experimental tests on dozens of donors every month. In more than half a year, he has tested more than 500 donors from home and abroad. , none of the donors matched Wu Bingbing.

This made both her father and Dr. Meng anxious. Unexpectedly, Wu Bingbing's body became weaker and weaker.After finishing the first semester of senior year, the rest is a half-year internship. The Department of History arranged for the students to go to Shennongjia, Hubei for a two-month internship to investigate the ancient fossils there.When the notification list came down, there was no Wu Bingbing.The professor said she was not in good health and could not go. It made her very sad. That night, the classmates were having a party, and she wandered depressedly in the woods at the corner of the campus alone.At this time, her cell phone rang.It was my father who called, asking her to ask for leave and go back for another operation. "Or that Dr. Meng?" She was a little indifferent. Dad said: "You believe, he is a first-class doctor." "And what—building bridges?—punching holes?" "This time, it's a little more complicated. You have to be confident." "There are already six bridges and eight holes... It's not that I don't have confidence, I'm worried—" "Dr. Meng said that he will give you a thorough treatment." "I——I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on..." "You can do it, Bingbing." Dad said earnestly, "Dr. Meng said that the purpose of this operation is to make your heart function free from drugs. Throw away those medicine bottles, and you will be completely fine." Throw away the pill bottle?How nice it would be to throw away those pill bottles that you always carry with you!As long as she can remember, she hasn't left the medicine for a day.Those pills of different shapes and colors are another kind of food for her, feeding her life.Thinking of the scene of taking a lot of medicine every day makes her feel sick.But what can I do, she wants to live.She often wakes up in the middle of the night and puts her hands on her chest again and again to test whether her heart is still beating, whether it will be beating slower and slower due to exhaustion, like a hydrogen balloon that has spent the night deflated unknowingly. When she rushed to the hospital that day, Dr. Meng was discussing something with her parents, surrounded by several doctors and nurses.She didn't bother to ask about the cause and effect, she only drank a glass of water that Dr. Meng handed over, and she didn't know anything about the rest... It was like a dream.In the long dream, the operation was completed and even the wound was healed.When she woke up, she found that, thank God, I was still alive, and I had a different heart. What she didn't expect was that after the heart replacement, she was no longer the original her. The hospital temporarily held an emergency meeting to report the accident and study measures to find the missing patient.The phone in the conference room and Dr. Meng's cell phone kept ringing, and the several groups that went out to search reported the situation every few minutes, but none of them found Wu Bingbing's whereabouts.Dr. Meng fidgeted and wiped his glasses irritably. "Did something go wrong in some part of the operation?" The obese dean asked hesitantly. "Impossible." Dr. Meng shook his head conceitedly. "Among the 16 hospitals across the country that have performed heart transplant operations, our hospital's equipment is excellent, and this operation is completely in accordance with the operating procedures. I have performed 12 heart transplants. There were no problems with the transplantation. This time, the timing of the matching and transplantation is the best." A male doctor carefully reminded: "I heard from the nurse that the patient had hallucinations, and she said she saw someone before. Could it be the anesthesia process...or an allergy to some drugs used in dormancy, which caused her—" "Absolutely not!" Dr. Meng interrupted him roughly, "Put patients to sleep under anesthesia, which is a common method for heart transplants in major hospitals across the United States. With so many blood vessels connected to a heart transplant, local or general anesthesia is required. It can only solve the problems in the operation process, and letting the patient sleep is aimed at the central nervous system of the person, so that his thinking and emotions are in a deep sleep for a long time, effectively controlling the pressure of the myocardial blood supply, allowing the wound to heal smoothly, and at the same time making the The patient moves past the pain of the healing period. If it doesn't, there is a problem!" A female doctor echoed and said: "There will be no problem. Dr. Meng's skills are among the best in China. Maybe the patient has returned home. Someone asked her if she is at home? Is there any news at home?" Dr. Meng said coldly: "She didn't go home. I have informed her father to come to the hospital." At this time, in the residential area behind the hospital building, in the alley just one block away from the hospital, Wu Bingbing, who had escaped, was walking like a wandering spirit.She was wearing a hospital gown and slippers on her feet, her body was stiff, her eyes were dull, she was holding her elbows, and she walked straight with her head down.A child ran out on a bicycle from around the corner and bumped into her unexpectedly. She staggered and almost fell. She stood up straight without looking at her, and walked forward again. She walked into a messy courtyard, where there were several old buildings. She walked around in the open space in front of the buildings, as if trying to remember something.Finally, she raised her head and looked on the balcony of a family. She stared stupidly for a long time. When she saw the clothes on the bamboo poles, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she walked into the stairs nodding her head.She walked up the stairs with a heavy step, as if she was pounding the stairs with her feet.Walking to the third floor, she stood in front of a house and took a look, and she knocked on the door lightly.After knocking a few times, the door opened, and a pale little woman with disheveled hair stood at the door in a daze. She stood facing the woman, who had a flat face with a mole on her chin, which at first glance looked like a sly cat.She is clearly painting, with a paintbrush in one hand.There is an easel near the balcony in the living room, and the canvas is unfinished like graffiti, and the color on it is blood red. "Who are you looking for? Are you looking for me?" the little woman asked. "Can't find--not believable," she muttered. "Did you find the wrong door?" the little woman asked. She stared at the woman, and her voice suddenly changed: "I'm looking for you, little girl with no faith. I want to ask you, why are you sorry for me? It's unbelievable. I can't forgive you! You have to pay back what you owe me." I!--" The little woman's face changed suddenly, and she looked at her in horror. She didn't recognize the person in front of her, but she heard the familiar voice, and she backed away timidly: "Who are you? Are you? Don't look for me! Don't!" She gritted her teeth and pressed her step by step: "Are you my friend? Why did you betray me?" The little woman lost her mind and ran to the corner of the wall: "Don't come here, don't!" Grinning her teeth, she rushed towards her, and the little woman screamed and ran to the balcony, then yelled for help, and jumped from the third floor.She picked up the clothes on the bamboo pole and threw them down like scattered flowers. When she went downstairs, she saw a group of people surrounding the little woman.She stood on the periphery and looked in, and heard the little woman shouting hoarsely: "Call the ambulance... My head hurts so bad. My eyes... God, why can't I see my eyes? God Uh... help me quickly!—" Until dark, the people sent by the hospital hadn't caught up with Wu Bingbing.And she was walking towards the west of the city on foot. She still hugged her shoulders, lowered her head, and walked forward unhurriedly.She walked out of the avenue in the west of the city and exhausted the small paths in the suburbs. There was a dirt road in front of her, but she still walked straight forward.It seems that there is something in the distance that attracts her or calls her, or that a child who has been bullied outside is wronged and returns home helplessly.But what lies ahead? The red dirt road became thinner and thinner, and slowly stretched into the fields.On both sides are crops taller than people, and big trees dotted randomly in the fields, towering huge black shadows in the night.There is a village not far away, where the stars are shining brightly. You think she is going there, but she passes by the village and keeps going. It was dark, and the night wind in late autumn was very cool. She was wearing a thin hospital gown, but she didn't feel cold.Looking to the west, there are no lights, but gloomy sorghum and corn fields.An old man who was looking at autumn came and saw her when he came up to him. He was so frightened that he quickly hid aside.She didn't look at the man, and walked forward without distraction. The wilderness was so silent at night, besides her own footsteps, she could also hear the cries of toads, centipedes and autumn insects.There was a motorcycle coming from the opposite side, and the moment it passed her, the strong light from the headlights made her raise her hand to cover her eyes, and then she heard the whistle passing by. After walking forward for a while, the motorcycle turned back again, caught up with her and circled around twice.They yelled, girl, where are you going?Are you angry with your family?Did you escape from a mental hospital?Without looking up at them, she walked around the cars and people.They stopped the car, murmured, and followed her. Someone jumped in front to block her, and someone put his arms around her waist from behind, put his head on her shoulder and said, "Little girl, don't go, don't go away." Do you want to have fun with your buddies, okay?" I couldn't see her face clearly in the dark, but I could hear her voice: "Let me go, let me go!" "Why don't you let me go?" said a gruff tone. "Ouch, you hit me?" "That's great!" cried a shrill voice. "Dude, put her down." "Go away!" she yelled and fought with the two, but was quickly crushed to the ground, and she was heard shouting angrily, "I'm going to kill you, go away! I'm going to kill you!—" "Oh!—damn it!" Hearing a scream, one person jumped up with his head in his arms, and the other let go of his hand, asking what's wrong?It was the squeaky voice that said, "Damn, she bit me! Bit my ear--God, where's my ear?--dropped?--She bit my ear off, Go! Bite off my ear, the bloody bitch! Damn! Damn! Damn! Turn on the headlights and find my ears!—” Another person started the motorcycle, drove over, and lit it with headlights. He saw the woman get up from the ground, wipe the corner of her bloody mouth with her hand, and turned to leave.They didn't care so much, they searched everywhere on the ground, and finally found half a mushroom-like thing in the dust. The shrill voice clasped its bloodied ears and screamed even louder. "Quick! Drive me to the hospital quickly, I won't be able to pick you up if it's too late. Hurry up!" The two ran like crazy on their motorcycles, moaning and cursing along the way... In the hospital conference room, Dr. Meng and several doctors were still standing there, waiting for the feedback from the tracing team.At this time, a nurse rushed in through the door and reported to one of the surgeons that there was an emergency case, and the emergency room asked him to go there immediately to deal with it—a man had his ear bitten off, and he said he had escaped from a mental hospital Go to the female patient to bite.Upon hearing this, Dr. Meng immediately asked where the female patient was? Several cars, carrying the medical staff in the hospital, rushed towards the western suburbs at high speed.Wu Bingbing was found wearing a hospital gown more than 10 kilometers away from the city.She hugged her body and squatted on the side of the road, shivering.Her eyes were terrified and helpless as the car headlights shone on her. Under Dr. Meng's order, several nurses surrounded Wu Bingbing, dragged her to the ambulance by pulling her arms and legs, and tied her to the stretcher without any explanation.The car started immediately and drove to the hospital. Wu Bingbing opened her eyes and saw Dr. Meng sitting next to her, who was watching her while pushing the black frame with her middle finger.Then, Dr. Meng started asking her, "Why did you run out of the hospital?" "Run out?" Wu Bingbing tried to recall, "Did I run out?" "Don't you remember? Don't you remember what you did?" "Did what?—I, dazed, I don't know..." She was lying there, illuminated by the light above, besides Dr. Meng, there were other doctors and nurses, countless faces, up and down, dangling above, she felt the fear in her heart, her chest contracted tensely .And next to her ears are you and me talking, getting louder and more chaotic—— ——Why did you run out? —Are you afraid of something? —Where do you want to go? ——Do you remember the scene when you came out of the hospital? —Did you bite off the ear? ——Can’t remember the way back to the hospital? —Are you dreaming? — Did you hear something? — Do you have a headache? ——Why do you keep going to the suburbs? ——Why didn't you think of going home? --why why?Why? ... She yelled and struggled upward.Dr. Meng put a hand on her forehead. She felt the heart beating "thump, boom, boom", and her whole body was shaking up and down with the sound, and her chest was bulging like a mountain bag.She clearly felt that it was the heart that was pushing back.Accompanied by the collision, there was a messy and ear-piercing hissing sound... "Boom tom! Boom tom! Boom tom!—" Like a beast in a cloth bag, struggling desperately, rushing from left to right, crazily rushing, as if trying to escape from her throat.The collision became more and more violent, and the sound became louder and louder, and the loud sound made her dizzy and tinnitus.She wanted to yell, but her throat seemed to be blocked.The neighing sound became louder and louder, like the scream of a dying beast... Dr. Meng shouted: "Quick, give her a tranquilizer!" The nurse's syringe stabbed at her, and she felt a crisp sound of "click" in her body - like the sound of a wild animal breaking an iron chain, and her heart stopped rushing... She saw that the mouth in front of her was opening and closing to say something, but she couldn't hear a word clearly, and she only felt a hollow body like a broken body - she didn't know anything after that... The bright sweat on her forehead was flowing quietly, and the hand that was holding on to the bed sheet was slowly released, leaving wrinkled and wet handprints...