Coming to the StarCraft to Be a Kindergarten Teacher: Perfect Transformation

The pain in my heart receded like a tide, as if gently soothed by a gentle hand. My once rapid breathing gradually calmed, and my body felt a sense of relief. At this moment, my brain began to reboot, sparks of thought flashed, and all kinds of thoughts and questions flooded my mind.

I lay there quietly, feeling my heartbeat gradually return to normal, and at the same time I realized that I had just experienced a life-or-death ordeal. The severe pain made it almost unbearable, but now that the pain has subsided, I finally have time to think about what happened.

Looking back on recent days, it seems I've been under constant strain and pressure. A busy work schedule, complicated family relationships, and a deep sense of unease could all be contributing factors to my heart troubles. However, the specific trigger for this crisis remains unknown.

As my thoughts unfolded, I began to analyze my lifestyle and habits. Was I overworking myself? Was I eating healthy? Was I getting enough sleep? These questions came to mind. I realized I might need to make some adjustments to my life to ensure my physical and mental well-being.

At the same time, I also began to reflect on other deeper questions. I began to re-evaluate the meaning of life, my goals, and my values. This sudden health crisis made me realize the fragility and preciousness of life, and it also forced me to reflect on what I truly want to pursue.

The pain in my heart was terrifying, but it was also a wake-up call, reminding me to pay attention to my body and heart. Through this experience, I decided to cherish life more, take care of my health, and strive to find a balance that allows me to pursue my dreams while maintaining harmony between body and mind.

As a series of questions flooded my mind, the heaviness of my eyelids made me give up thinking. As time passed, my consciousness gradually blurred, as if I had entered a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness. My thoughts began to drift, no longer under my control. All kinds of strange scenes and plots flashed through my mind, some of which completely defied the logic and common sense of the real world. I felt like I was in an illusory dream, lost and unable to find the way out.

At this moment, a strong feeling of fatigue hit me, dragging me into a deep sleep. My body and mind had temporarily rested and relaxed, hoping to regain clear thinking and problem-solving ability after waking up.

As consciousness slowly returned, I closed my eyes tightly, feeling an unprecedented sense of relief wash over me like a tide. It was as if, after a long, tiring journey, I had finally found a peaceful haven where my soul could rest and relax. This relief wasn't just physical rest, but a deep sense of release and liberation within. It felt as if all stress, anxiety, and worries had vanished in that moment, leaving only peace and tranquility. I needed to rest well and be discharged as soon as possible. My parents must be very worried after this fainting. I'll also call our homeroom teacher to comfort the children; they must have been frightened by me.

After pondering these questions, I subconsciously groped for my familiar phone by my pillow. My fingers slid gently across the soft pillow, trying to find the small metal rectangle. However, after feeling for a long time, I still couldn't feel anything. I couldn't help but feel confused and uneasy: Where did the phone go? Did it fall somewhere else? I frowned and tried to recall the last time I used my phone, but my mind was blurry and I couldn't remember it at all. So I reached further and even turned the pillow over, but still found nothing. Could it be that the phone fell out of my pocket when I fainted?

Without my phone, the darkness of the hospital room filled me with fear. Growing increasingly panicked, I tried to press the button to call the nurse, but it was just out of reach. Desperate, I shouted at the top of my lungs, "Is anyone there? My phone's gone!" My voice echoed through the silent room, but no one responded. A sense of helplessness washed over me. Without my phone, I couldn't communicate with the outside world or tell the time. I began to worry about missing important messages or notifications. Moreover, without my phone, the hours seemed to stretch uncontrollably. Lying in bed, I could only pray silently, hoping the nurse would come back soon, or that someone would find my phone and return it. I also resolved to be even more careful once I recovered, so that nothing like this would happen again.

The moment I finished speaking, I heard light footsteps coming from the corridor. The sound grew closer, each step carrying a heavy weight. Then, with a snap, the lights in the ward suddenly flickered on, a dazzling flood of light flooding into my vision. The sudden brightness overwhelmed my eyes, and I instinctively squinted, trying to block out the intense light. However, the bright light, like a sharp sword, pierced through my defenses mercilessly and pierced straight into my pupils. A stinging pain washed over me, and I could barely keep my eyes open.

"Doctor, the lady in bed 5 is awake!" the nurse called out as she walked outside. It took a while for my eyes, which had been nearly blinded by the intense light, to regain consciousness. Slowly, the scene before me cleared, and I began to take in this unfamiliar ward. Curious, I surveyed the room, filled with all sorts of unfamiliar medical equipment. They gleamed with a cold, hard light, emitting an unsettling atmosphere. Their design and functionality were clearly beyond my comprehension, leaving me in awe.

I looked up, my gaze landing on the hospital nameplate hanging on the ward wall. The name was completely unfamiliar to me, as if from another world. I had never heard of this hospital before, and I had no idea of its background or strength. Suddenly, I realized I was in a completely unknown environment, and a strange sense of unease welled up within me.