Chapter One: Lightning Strike

  Looking up at the dense dark clouds, Lin Xudong couldn't help but curse: "This damn weather, wasn't it supposed to be rainless?" He took out his phone and saw that it was only 2 pm. He looked at the fish and saw that the largest of the three crucian carp was only about 3 catties (1.5 kg), and none of the carp exceeded 3 liang (150g). He furrowed his brow and cursed with a smile: "Alas, I originally planned to play until around 10 pm tonight, but the weather doesn't follow human wishes, this damn weather."

  Lin Xudong, director of cardiovascular department of People's Liberation Army General Hospital, rarely had time to take a break and go fishing at the reservoir, but encountered the weather he least wanted to encounter, and couldn't help but scold the Meteorological Bureau's work ability.

  The dark clouds in the sky grew thicker, Lin Xudong looked around at his fellow anglers packing up their gear and leaving their fishing spots, each heading home. Lin Xudong raised his head again to look at the dark clouds, and began to slowly pack up his gear, preparing to retreat. Suddenly, he saw the float dip sharply, Lin Xudong immediately dropped the net in his hand, grabbed the Shimano rod with a strong wind, only to see the 2.5-meter-long main line of the Daiwa reel, which then emitted a fine rubbing sound as it came into contact with the water surface.

  Lin Xudong's face lit up with joy, good stuff, this huge thing must weigh at least 7 or 8 catties, it was worth the trip, and when he got back, he could call his brothers to find a restaurant to process and eat it.

  At this point, he was suddenly shocked, and the fish swam up with a concentrated spirit. Three minutes passed, and the fish only came to the surface of the water, swimming back and forth without showing its head, and its struggling force did not weaken. The rain also started to fall, and Lin Xudong's heart began to feel anxious, thinking that it was indeed a huge creature.

  Suddenly a powerful force flashed down, illuminating the pale sky. Lin Xudong thought something was wrong and was about to throw away his fishing rod. Suddenly he felt a severe blow to his head and smelled a burning smell. As his body leaned forward, he saw a giant carp emerging from the water's surface.

  "Wow! Ten catties!"

  "What's wrong? What's going on?"

  "The patient was struck by lightning and lost consciousness. CPR has been performed and breathing and heartbeat have been restored, but the situation is still not very good."

  "Rush the patient to room 2 quickly."

  Atrial fibrillation.

  "Defibrillator, 200 joules."

  "200W fast charging completed."

  Heart rate increased by 150, blood pressure dropped to 60/30.

  "Speed up the drip rate, 80 milligrams of dopamine in the fluid."

  "Severe respiratory distress and deep coma."

  "Systolic pressure 30, diastolic pressure unmeasurable, breathing rapid."

  "Prepare adrenaline and respiratory stimulants."

  "Hematemesis occurred."

  "Administer 1 mg of adrenaline intramuscularly, 0.375 mg of atropine and 3 mg of lobeline intravenously."

  "Breathing has stopped."

  "Prepare for endotracheal intubation."

  "Gum pad, ambu bag, intubation successful."

  "Connect ventilator, respiratory rate 16 times, tidal volume 500."

  "Flatline." "External chest compression."

  ……

  "Time of death: 5:20 pm."

  "Rumble" "Clatter"

  Outside, strong winds and heavy rains are raging, with flashes of lightning illuminating the walls, making it seem as if thunder is about to strike.

  "Ah..."

  Tengyang City Medical College, senior year, a loud and hoarse shout suddenly came from the classroom, scaring the teacher who was in the middle of the lecture. The classroom immediately fell silent, with all eyes fixed on a young man in the back row, whose face still had drool from his sleep.

  Lin Xudong's eyes widened in shock, staring blankly at the surroundings. Under the large blackboard stood a man in his 50s with an air of a pedantic scholar, trembling all over. Lin Xudong shook his head vigorously, taking in everything around him. After a moment of silence, almost everyone reacted simultaneously, and a loud laughter erupted from the teachers that was enough to rival the sound of a bell.

  Hao Qingwen, a strict and meticulous scholar, was known for his serious demeanor and advanced age. Few people dared to joke with him, including teachers at the school, let alone students. Hao's chest heaved violently as he finally exploded in anger after a period of emotional turmoil: "Get out!"

  Lin Xudong remained in a daze, observing and analyzing the situation around him, until Hao Qingwen repeated himself for the second time. He then scratched his head, stood up, and revealed a smile that made people grit their teeth: "Old man, is it thundering outside?"

  After this sentence was spoken, the laughter in the classroom became even more uncontrollable, and it seemed that nothing could stop it until the six poor light bulbs on the ceiling were shaken down.

  Hao Qingwen's face was pale and bloodless, his lips trembling slightly as he pointed at Lin Xudong and said: "Tang Xiaofeng, get out of my sight and go to the office."

  Lin Xudong saw that this time he couldn't stay any longer and quietly walked out of the classroom.

  Seeing Lin Xudong leave the classroom, a group of students burst out laughing again. Hao Qingwen's face slightly eased: "Alright, classmates, let's continue with the next topic..."

  Lin Xudong suddenly appeared at the classroom door, making a puzzled expression with his hands parted to the left and right, asking: "Excuse me, sir, is the office this way or that way?"

  The classroom erupted in another burst of laughter, and several male classmates finally couldn't bear it anymore, pounding their chests and stamping their feet while slapping the desk.

  Hao Qingwen finally couldn't hold back his anger and roared: "Roll over to the left!"

  Lin Xudong flipped through the sanitary napkin, and silently went left.

  The classroom behind erupted into laughter again.

  Lin Xudong arrived at the office door on the left side of the teaching building, pushed open the door, and the two teachers inside looked up, revealing a smile with a hint of meaning. One teacher smiled slightly and lowered his head to continue with what he was doing.

  "Our great Tang Da's prodigy, what kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into this time?" asked the teacher, who looked to be in his thirties.

  Lin Xudong flipped through his sanitary eye: "Excuse me, what year is it now in AD?"

  The office erupted in laughter, the teacher who had been teased laughed with unnatural twitching of his facial muscles, saying: "Sit down, sit wherever you want, there's a calendar." After finishing speaking, he buried his head in the high pile of lesson plans and test papers, his two shoulders continuously shaking with laughter.

  Lin Xudong looked up at the calendar hanging on the wall and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

  February 23, 1996

  "1996, 1996." Lin Xudong muttered to himself in a low voice. What's going on? Is this some kind of joke? He was clearly living in 2097, so how did he end up in 1996? Suddenly, he remembered that he had been fishing and got struck by lightning.

  Lin Xudong immediately stripped off his top under the two teachers' stunned gaze and carefully examined every inch of skin on his body. "Ah" he shouted, startling the two teachers who stood up at the same time, took a step back and asked: "Tang Xiaofeng, are you okay?"

  The result was that Lin Xudong's next sentence made the two teachers laugh and cry at the same time.

  "Where is the mirror."

  The two teachers exchanged a smile, then one of them pointed and said, "Over there." They both let out a bitter laugh, then sat back down at their desks to continue working.

  Lin Xudong walked to the small, pitiful mirror and froze. A bare-chested man with a handsome young face that had a hint of evil appeared in the small, pitiful mirror. Lin Xudong carefully thought back to what had just happened. Suddenly, a bell rang out, interrupting Lin Xudong's thoughts. Class was over. "Tang Xiaofeng, hurry up and put on your clothes," two teachers said with serious faces.

  Lin Xudong put on his undershirt after hearing this.

  Pa da, only saw Hao Qingwen that old academic locked the office door and walked to his own desk, saying: "Tang Xiaofeng come over."

  Lin Xudong walked over upon hearing this, raised an eyebrow and looked at the old academic with an expression of "I don't know what you want from me".

  The old scholar saw Lin Xudong like this and swallowed back the words that had reached his lips.

  Suddenly outside the office a commotion, it turned out that several classmates who were afraid of nothing but chaos had run to the outside of the office to eavesdrop.

  The old professor's chest heaved violently, adjusting his emotions: "You tomorrow." "Teacher, I'm tired, I want to go back and rest," Lin Xudong interrupted the old professor's words, looking at the stunned old professor. Lin Xudong smiled and said, "Sorry about today, teacher." Then he turned around and walked towards the office door.

  Lin Xudong took a deep breath, looked around at his classmates with surprised faces and said, "I'm hungry." A classmate named Zhang Wei grabbed Lin Xudong's hand and said, "Let's go, Xiaofeng is treating us." He ignored the stunned classmates who had just heard Tang Da's heartfelt words and pulled Lin Xudong down the stairs next to the office building.

  Lin Xudong walked side by side with Zhang Wei under the umbrella on the school's playground, Zhang Wei said: "Go out to eat or eat in the cafeteria." "Let's go to the cafeteria," Lin Xudong replied absent-mindedly. Along the way, Zhang Wei kept chatting with Lin Xudong, as if the two people always had something to talk about, Lin Xudong responded occasionally, and from Zhang Wei's mouth, Lin Xudong got a lot of information about Tang Xiaofeng.

  Tang Xiaofeng seems to be born with a talent for medicine, basically one look at the textbook and he understands it, and clinically he also picks it up quickly. Zhang Wei, Tang Xiaofeng's roommate, often asks Lin Xudong three questions before getting an answer, fortunately Zhang Wei doesn't mind, as if Tang Xiaofeng has always been this kind of person. The two of them casually ate something and then returned to the dorm with Zhang Wei.

  The dormitory for boarding students has four people in one room. Two other classmates live near the school, so they rarely come to the dormitory. When Zhang Wei returned to the dormitory, he picked up a ping-pong paddle and asked, "Is Xiaofeng going?" "I'm tired, you go." Zhang Wei responded with a sound and took the paddle to find someone in another dormitory.

  Lin Xudong picked up the keys on his body, walked to the closet behind the door, tried to open it with the key, and found his own locker, which was located on the upper right layer. In the locker, in addition to a few sets of spare clothes, there was also a diary, wallet, a fast food cup, and several books. Lin Xudong took out the diary and lay down on the bed to read it.

  He slowly closed the diary, took out his wallet and saw the ID card inside. Tang Xiao Feng, born January 27th, 1976. Lin Xudong let out a sigh of relief as he put the ID card back in his wallet and placed it in his pant pocket. Through this hour-long knowledge supplement, Lin Xudong had already formed a rough outline of his current situation. He was Tang Xiao Feng, male, 21 years old, a fourth-year student at Tengyang Medical College, with a home address at No. 13, Tengyang Military Dependents' Village, less than seven kilometers away from Tengyang Medical College. From the diary, Lin Xudong gained insight into Tang Xiao Feng's inner world. When Tang Xiao Feng was one year old, his father had passed away, and his mother had remarried later on. Raised by his grandparents since he was young, he had learned to take care of himself at a very early age - or rather, it had become a habit for him. His grandmother had also passed away when he was 13 years old, and the dark childhood had nurtured an arrogant personality in him. The words in the diary revealed a proud and haughty psychology.

  Just as he was thinking, the door of the dormitory was suddenly pushed open. Zhang Wei held a racket in one hand and a convenience bag in the other, pulled out a bottle of Coke from it and handed it to Lin Xudong: "Xiaofeng gave it." "Thank you," Lin Xudong didn't hesitate to stretch out his hand to take it over.

  Zhang Wei opened a bottle of Coke and drank several mouthfuls, feeling comfortable and content. He let out a satisfied belch and said, "We're going to leave school the day after tomorrow to do an internship at the Municipal People's Hospital." "Uh-huh, I know," Lin Xudong replied casually. "That old academic you offended today has several students working at that hospital." "It's nothing," Zhang Wei said, familiar with Tang Xiaofeng's temper. He sighed and said, "You rest, I'm going to play cards."

  Zhang Wei's parents were both working for a state-owned enterprise in Tengzhou City, and they had a good family background. They were generous and kind-hearted. Tang Xiaofeng was Lin Xudong's roommate and close friend. With his eyes closed, Lin Xudong carefully recalled his memories of Tang Xiaofeng.

  That night, Zhang Wei went to play cards with his classmates and slept in the neighboring dormitory. When he returned early in the morning, he found that the lights were still on in the dormitory, and Tang Xiaofeng had read all the newspapers and magazines he could find, and was sitting on the bed, intently fiddling with a radio listening to the morning news.

  Zhang Wei picked up his face and said: "Xiaofeng, wash your face and we should go. At 8 o'clock, the leaders will have a meeting in the conference room of the administrative building to give us a lecture."

  "Alright."