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Chapter 169 Surgery, My Meditation Goal

Xiguan District, Ren'an Hospital.

At around eight o'clock in the morning, several people were already sitting on the two rows of benches outside the operating room door.

Ding.

The elevator door opened and Fang Cheng stepped out.

Carrying 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 the operating room stood up and started talking.

"Ah Cheng, don't be so polite, we are all family."

"Hurry up and sit down, hurry up and sit down, don't get tired..."

Fang Cheng nodded to everyone and just said it was okay.

Li Biyun was also in the crowd. She quickly took the hot breakfast drink from her son and helped distribute it to others.

They were all relatives who came from the countryside to visit my grandfather. As older elders, they had to observe basic etiquette.

Perhaps because they hadn't seen each other for a long time, the relatives were all interested in Fang Cheng's current situation and started to talk to him.

Some asked about his work, while others asked if Fang Cheng had a girlfriend and wanted to help introduce him to someone.

Chatting about random things helped to ease the slightly depressing atmosphere.

In this way, everyone waited outside the operating room for about three hours.

Until after 12 noon.

As the green light came on, the door slowly opened.

Several doctors and nurses in green surgical gowns 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 together.

"Bed 29, is the family member here?"

An older male doctor glanced at everyone.

"we are!"

Li Biyun stepped forward anxiously and asked, "How is my dad?"

"This is the situation. The operation was successfully completed."

"The lesion has been basically removed, but the patient is not out of danger yet. We need to prevent the risk of postoperative bleeding and infection. The patient will be transferred to the 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 when he heard this and held his mother's trembling hand.

Judging from the doctor's tone, there were no complications during the operation, which should be considered a great success, but as the person in charge of performing the operation, he would generally be more conservative in his words.

After hearing this news, everyone felt relieved.

Next we will see the specific recovery situation after the operation.

If the doctor's preoperative conversation with the family is followed, as long as the operation is successful and the recovery is smooth, and the patient receives regular adjuvant chemotherapy, the patient's five-year survival rate can reach more than 90%, and there is hope that he or she will live for more than 10 years.

Speaking of which, it seems like the world's technology tree is out of place.

Although other industries are in a relatively backward state, the medical level is much higher than in the previous life, especially in cancer treatment, where considerable achievements have been made.

If my grandfather had not been so old and frail, and the tumor had been close to the late stage, it would not be uncommon for a younger person with a better physical condition to not have a recurrence decades after surgery.

After all, even a biochemical maniac has appeared, so civilian medical technology must not be too low.

Thinking of the Noah Organization's almost sci-fi experimental methods, Fang Cheng remained emotionally stable and had great confidence in his grandfather's postoperative recovery.

at dusk.

The relatives who came to visit went back one after another.

After sending the last aunt into the car, Fang Cheng returned to the hospital and stayed outside the intensive care unit with his mother.

Through the thick glass window of the ward, I can see my 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 signs index on the monitor showed relatively low levels, it was still within the normal range.

Fang Cheng and his mother therefore had time to chat about their uncle Li Dingjian's recent situation.

Speaking of which, ever since he decided to do business, he has been coming to the hospital less and less frequently and seems to be very busy.

He has been elusive recently, not showing up for more than half a month, and his phone is turned off.

The relatives who didn't know the situation thought he had relapsed into his old illness and started to blame him.

After hearing her son mention this, Li Biyun said with a little distress:

"In fact, your uncle was going to pay for this surgery out of his own pocket. On the day you took the exam, he transferred 200,000 yuan 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 her head:

"I have been keeping this money but I dare not use it. He doesn't look like he is doing a decent job now."

"I'm worried that he might do something illegal. If he's found out, and voluntarily returns it, maybe he can get leniency."

After hearing his mother say this, Fang Cheng was unable to comment for a moment.

From a deep emotional point of view, I still hope that my uncle can hold his head high and make something of himself in his career.

From a rational point of view, I have to agree with my mother's suspicion and speculation.

After all, my uncle has a criminal record.

After comforting his mother, Fang Cheng learned that today was her day off, so he persuaded her to go home and have a good rest, saying that he could take care of her here.

In the past few months, my mother has been very busy, having to work and take care of my grandfather.

Fortunately, the hardship will soon be over and the happiness will come.

Fang Cheng thought to himself.

He currently has more than 400,000 yuan in cash on hand, and Ma Donghe still has two valuable items that he hasn't sold yet.

If we add the few shipwreck antiques brought from Yong'an Island.

I am not a multi-millionaire now, but at least I have some assets.

After my grandfather was transferred to the general ward, we hired two nurses to take care of him 24 hours a day.

As for the mother, you can also find a reason to explain the source of the money so that she can quit her job at the hospital and enjoy her life at home.

Li Biyun couldn't resist her son's persuasion, and seeing that the hospital really didn't need too many people to stay behind, she finally got up and went home as her son said.

It quickly got dark, and the inside of the hospital became a little quieter than during the day.

Fang Cheng came to the family rest and waiting area near the intensive care unit.

There are toilets, water dispensers, air conditioners and TVs here, and the facilities are very user-friendly.

There are many family members of patients with similar conditions as Fang Cheng who stay here.

Some were watching the TV on the wall, and some were eating steaming instant noodles.

Some were covered with blankets, sleeping on chairs, snoring from time to time, obviously very tired.

In principle, family members of patients are not allowed to visit the intensive care unit.

But in order not to miss the latest news and in case of any sudden situation, many family members still choose to stay outside day and night.

With so many people eating and living together, and there being garbage on the ground that has not been cleaned up, the environment seems a bit dirty and messy.

Fang Cheng found a seat and after sitting for a while, he couldn't help frowning.

It's nothing, the smell in the room is too strong.

After being amplified dozens of times by the sense of smell, it feels like being attacked by a biochemical weapon.

It even made Fang Cheng vaguely feel like he had to endure something and hone his will.

So I just sat cross-legged on a chair and practiced meditation.

When other family members around saw this scene, they just glanced at it for a few seconds and then stopped paying attention.

There are all kinds of weird people in this era.

Isn’t there a guy next to him eating Kangshou Fu sauerkraut instant noodles with his sweaty feet?

In such a colorful environment, Fang Cheng gradually closed his five senses and tried to achieve a state of tranquility.

Then, based on this, I conduct deep meditation and try to find the feeling of concentration again.

In the extremely quiet environment of the abyss, as long as you overcome your inner fear of nothingness, you can quickly reach a state of tranquility, and even vaguely touch the edge of "meditation". In a bustling, colorful city, it is difficult to find such an excellent environment for cultivation.

During the meditation process, entering a state of concentration is many times more difficult than entering a state of tranquility.

For those who have no talent and cannot find a target for meditation, it is an insurmountable chasm.

Because to enter a state of tranquility you just need to focus your mind, stay quiet, and focus on the present experience.

To enter into a state of meditation, one needs to transcend the present moment, enter the depths of the subconscious mind, and communicate and connect with the inner self and the external universe.

After reaching this state, not only will your mind be extremely calm, but all of your body's senses will also reach their limit. You will be aware of everything happening around you, and you will have a clear feeling that goes beyond instinct.

In the state of spiritual practice of unity between man and nature, Fang Cheng felt the confrontation between the original vowels and the higher-dimensional consciousness, and finally truly grasped this feeling.

That is, visualize the spiritual fire in the form of a lamp flame in your mind to anchor your self-awareness.

In other words, you can also say that you should regard yourself as the target of meditation.

Fang Cheng didn't know whether this could be considered as entering a state of meditation.

At least according to the meditation method taught by Zhenxianghui, it seems quite consistent with the experience.

The only thing that made Fang Cheng dissatisfied was that it was still very difficult to increase his meditation experience.

It takes about two or three hours of meditation practice to increase one experience point.

At this moment, Fang Cheng was in the special environment of the hospital.

With eyes half-closed and ears half-listening, I slowly adjust my mood and gradually calm down.

then.

As the mind becomes calm, a faint light gradually lights up in the darkness.

At the same time, a faint red light seeped out from between Fang Cheng's eyebrows.

A wonderful feeling that can only be understood but not described quietly welled up in my heart.

It was as if this little light illuminated my entire body, emitting infinite light.

I...seemed to have transformed into a flame burning on firewood.

In this wonderful feeling, it is natural to cross a certain chasm and enter the dark and boundless ocean of subconsciousness.

When the consciousness enters a deep meditative state.

The five senses of the body also reach their peak state at the same time.

For the first time, Fang Cheng clearly experienced in reality, rather than in meditation, the wonderful feeling that all the pores in his body were breathing.

call……

Suck……

call……

Suck……

It was as if a gentle breeze was surrounding him, clouds were surging, and he felt light and floaty, as if he wanted to ride on the wind and clouds to go home.

Every breath is natural and reaches a perfect balance.

If someone were to watch from someone else's perspective at this time, they would not be able to detect Fang Cheng's presence at all.

He seemed to have become a chair, a teacup, or a roll of toilet paper in the room, blending completely into the environment without leaving any trace.

Faintly, Fang Cheng's consciousness gradually extended to the surrounding space.

Finally, a 360-degree perspective is revealed, and everything around is reflected in the mind, and it is vivid without having to see it with your own eyes.

Countless noisy and tiny sounds came from inside and outside the room.

The sound of the TV playing news.

The breathing, heartbeats, and coughing sounds of the people around me.

From the ceiling air conditioning vent, there is a crackling sound as warm air blows through the grille.

There were soft footsteps in the corridor.

Whether high or low, fast or slow, the ears can handle it all with ease without disturbing the peaceful mind 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 the normal sense of smell and people can accept it calmly.

"This is meditation, extremely clear-headed, extremely free..."

Fang Cheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

From closing the five senses, transcending the five senses, returning to the five senses, and accepting the five senses, everything comes naturally.

When entering a state of tranquility, Fang Cheng never dared to have any delusions. The slightest thought would cause him to exit the meditative state.

But after entering into a state of meditation, you can use your thoughts freely and imagine anything and anyone.

Because my heart has completely settled!

Just as Fang Cheng was carefully experiencing the feeling of entering into meditation,

Suddenly, a strange sound floated into my ears.

The "sexual light" in my mind began to flicker violently, and the faint circle of light seemed to be trying its best to dispel the boundless darkness around it.

Fang Cheng's heart trembled and he almost came out of his meditation state.

It was different from the whispers and prayers I heard on Yongan Island.

The sound heard this time was even more strange and eerie.

It could even be said that Fang Cheng couldn't help but feel creepy.

It was like there were countless people in hell, being tortured and wailing non-stop.

The impact on the spiritual level is tens or hundreds of times more significant than that of smell and hearing.

Fang Cheng forced himself to be patient and listened carefully to understand.

Suddenly, I saw an ancient and mysterious bronze door vaguely emerging from the darkness.

The green light seeping out of the bronze door illuminated the surrounding void with a green color.

With a creaking sound, the nails on the bronze door that seemed to be used for sealing were slowly forced out one by one.

Then, a low and eerie mooing sound suddenly rang out.

The door actually opened slowly.

Streams of black mist took the opportunity to gush out, emitting a strong stench.

Faint and shrill wails could be heard from inside the door, as if countless people were suffering from terrible torture.

It seems... that it leads to a place that is more painful and deeper than hell.

Seeing this, Fang Cheng couldn't help but sweat beads on his face.

He suddenly opened his eyes, looked forward, and then looked around.

In addition to a prompt message appearing on the panel:
[Meditation experience +3]

There was no more unusual movement.

Fang Cheng looked up at the clock on the wall and saw that it was already past midnight.

At this moment, most people felt sleepy and took a nap.

Some lay on chairs, while others spread out the bedding they brought on the floor and fell into a sound sleep.

Seeing this, Fang Cheng got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

Then I walked out of the rest area and came to the intensive care unit, watching my grandfather's condition through the window.

The values displayed by the monitor are within the normal range and there is a night nurse watching over it.

There is no need to keep an eye on it all the time.

After looking for a while, Fang Cheng walked to the balcony next to him.

The corridor was quiet and most of the lights were turned off, making it seem quite dark and gloomy.

Fang Cheng leaned against the window alone, looking at the night scene in the early morning, his eyes slightly narrowed.

My mind couldn't help but recall the creepy sounds and images I had sensed during meditation before.

Looking around casually, I suddenly saw a building opposite with a sign saying "Rehabilitation Center". The lights were particularly bright in the early morning.

There are also many roadblocks set up around, guarded by soldiers with live ammunition.

When he came to Ren'an Hospital a few times before, Fang Cheng also noticed that the hospital had more than enough security forces.

I just didn't see this unusual sight at night.

"Isn't it weird?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind.

(End of this chapter)