Chapter 1 Rebirth

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"Dir, is there any hope? He is only forty years old!"

"Please, doctor, save Jiang Mu."

"Save my father."

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"I'm sorry, we've tried our best. I'm sorry." The attending doctor packed up the instrument, shook his head and left the ward.

There was a cry in the ward. The sound was so far away and vague, as if it had spread from tens of millions of light years away to Jiang Mu's ears lying sick.

Jiang Mu wanted to say something, but no part could move except the eyes. Like a corpse, even if he could really open his mouth to speak, he didn't know what to say. He had too much to say.

Soon, Jiang Mu's eyes also stopped turning, and his consciousness slowly pulled away from his body and drifted leisurely, as if flying towards the endless void, going further and further.

At the end of life, countless thoughts, 40 years of experience, flashed in Jiang Mu's mind like a movie, and even the memories of infancy hidden in the subconscious are so vivid.

Jiang Mu's father is a physical education teacher and a football fan. He has sent him to the youth team of a club in the capital since he was a child, hoping that he can realize his football dream. However, Jiang Mu was maliciously injured by his teammates during the critical period of entering the professional team and broke his ligament. In the 1980s, he treated ligament strain in China. The level was so poor that Jiang Mu also lost the opportunity to become a professional player after recovering from his injury. Jiang Mu left the team to continue to go to school and was admitted to the Foreign Language University as a football specialty, but Jiang Mu did not give up his football dream. When he was a college student, he taught himself a coaching course, participated in a coaching training class, got a coach certificate, and led the school team to win the championship in the college league.

After graduation, for the sake of his football dream, Jiang Mu became an assistant coach and translator of the Three High School Football Club. However, in the bad environment of Chinese football, it doesn't matter if he has no money or power, he can only be a small assistant coach.

After the age of 30, Jiang Mu began to fight for his wife's children's car. He became a qualified house slave in the capital and completely lost his dream. At the age of 40, his luck fell. Jiang Mu got an opportunity to coach a youth team independently, but the cup happened, and he was diagnosed with advanced liver cancer.

Jiang Mu's life is a short life, a plain life, a life full of regrets, and a life without success. He did not live a day according to his own wishes. He was really unwilling to die like this.

Slowly, all kinds of sounds could no longer be heard. Jiang Mu's consciousness entered a dead and dark vacuum world. His soul floated above the hospital bed. He saw himself lying sick like a corpse**, and saw his relatives and friends crying like tears.

"Is I dead? No! I don't want to die! I want to live! I don't want to leave with such regret."

When he felt that he was going to leave the world forever, a desire to survive suddenly poured into Jiang Mu's mind. He didn't want to die. He didn't want to die so regretfully. He was not old. He still wanted to live, and his football dream had not yet come true.

"I don't want to die!"

The student's obsession was so strong that Jiang Mu forgot that his body was no longer under his command. His hands grasped the top fiercely, just like a drowning man who wanted to grab a life-saving straw and wanted to grasp the world that was about to leave him

Suddenly, Jiang Mu felt that his palm could move and grabbed a hard thing. He held it hard and suddenly felt a pain in his palm. He felt it! Jiang Mu suddenly opened his eyes.

The darkness disappeared, the sunlight reappeared, and all kinds of noisy familiar sounds entered Jiang Mu's eardrum, and all kinds of familiar and unfamiliar things appeared in front of Jiang Mu's eyes.

Looking around, Jiang Mu was shocked. The hospital bed was gone, his relatives and friends around him were gone, and the doctor was missing. He was in a small clean and simple room. A young man in his twenties, wearing a suit with a little freckles on his face, was packing his luggage. This young man, Jiang Mu knew him, was San Gao. The assistant coach of the football club, Zhao Guangming, his good friend, was later sentenced to ten years for suspected of playing match-fixing. After coming out, he became a small peddler.

"Wood, why are you in a daze? Pack up and salute quickly. The team's bus is waiting for us outside." Zhao Guangming packed up his luggage, saw that Jiang Mu was still there, and urged.

"Why are you here? Where is this? I'm not dead?" Jiang Mu asked stupidly.

"Do you have a fever? What are you talking about? If you die, it's for the people. It's just that you won't die for a while. Pack up quickly. I've stayed here enough. No money, no friends, no entertainment, no women. Zhao Guangming patted the packed luggage with emotion and said happily.

"Where is this?" Jiang Mu has not woken up from this huge change.

"This is the Netherlands, wood. Are you pretending to be crazy or are you really crazy?"

"The Netherlands?"

Jiang Mu looked at the room. The TV hanging on the wall was not turned off. There was news in it. He understood Dutch. He was learning Dutch. On the wall was Van Gogh's famous oil painting Sunflower. The rest of the vegetable salad and cheese had not been eaten on the table.

Jiang Mu took out his wallet, and it turned out that it was not the euro or the RMB, but the Dutch shield. Look at the sports news, which is building momentum for the alien Ronaldo's reign of France in 1998, ah! It turns out that the rising World Cup of Zidane has not yet started.

Jiang Mu hugged his head and was completely stunned.

The biggest fear in the world is the fear of the unknown. At this time, Jiang Mu fell into this fear of the unknown.

Is everything that just happened a dream? Jiang Mu hurriedly stretched out his palm and found a small opening in his palm and shed several drops of blood. There was a strange silver ring in the palm, which was almost stained red by his blood. Even if he didn't look carefully, Jiang Mu was absolutely sure that he had never seen such a ring. He never wore a ring.

"What are you looking at? Who gave you the ring? Oh, it must be a gift. Are you in love with a Dutch beauty? Don't think about it. Just play. Let's go back to China. There are many beautiful women in China. Don't waste this ring. Give it to me."

When Zhao Guangming saw Jiang Mu holding the ring in a daze, he thought he was in love with a Dutch girl and was reluctant to leave.

Jiang Mu didn't want Zhao Guangming to know that the origin of the ring was unknown, so he casually put it on his finger, but as soon as the ring was put on his finger, a feeling of flesh and blood connected and integration with the ring immediately surged into his heart. Blood type confirmation. " Iris confirmation. "" Fingerprint confirmation." DNA identification and confirmation." Protein molecular identification and confirmation. After the inspection, please confirm whether to board?" Suddenly, a series of strange voices appeared in Jiang Mu's mind.

"Damn it!" Jiang Mu exclaimed. He had just experienced a terrible thing, and then woke up and experienced a more horrible thing. Unexpectedly, there was something that could go deep into his mind to talk to him. Jiang Mu felt that he was going crazy.

"After the inspection, please confirm whether boarding is allowed?" After the inspection, please confirm whether boarding is allowed?

...

This sentence has been echoing in Jiang Mu's mind, which made Jiang Mu shocked and at a loss. He answered a mantra, "Okay..." Boom!" With Jiang Mu's 'OK', the second half of the sentence was not out, and a huge amount of energy and information instantly poured into Jiang Mu's mind. Jiang Mu did not stop for a thousandth of a second, and directly fainted. When Jiang Mu woke up again, he opened his eyes and saw Zhao Guangming's old face. He wanted to speak, but he felt a splitting headache. He opened his mouth and said nothing. Don't talk. You are very weak now. The doctor said that you need to rest when you wake up. Have a good rest. Li Long and the team members have left in advance, but don't worry, I will always fight beside you and care about you like a loved one. Until you recover from illness, let's go back to China together, Li Long said, the cost is all. The music department will reimburse all of them, but his words are basically equivalent to farting. Zhao Guangming said naggingly. Jiang Mu's eyes were dull, like a dead fish. He didn't understand what Zhao Guangming was saying at all. He was sad and indignant. In fact, before he fell into a coma, he wanted to say, "Okay, go to hell." This was his mantra, but before he finished speaking, the tragedy happened and he fell into a coma. Thank you, Guangming. When the headache gets better, Jiang Mudao.

"You're welcome. Don't you treat me like an outsider? We are brothers and sisters. Who will help you if I don't help you? Fortunately, the visa will expire the day after tomorrow. When you have a day off, we will go back immediately. We have enough time to stay in this place. The golden nest and silver nest is still not as good as our dog's nest. Zhao Guangming is just a chat.

"Okay, then pour me a glass of water, peel an orange, turn on the TV, turn on the computer... Yes, bring my mobile phone..." Jiang Mu said feebly, but his expression was extremely obscene. He really couldn't stand Zhao Guangming's language noise. It was simply not noise, but a language bomb. You really treat me as a servant." Zhao Guangming was almost speechless, but for the sake of Jiang Mu's illness, he still did it one by one. That's what you said. We are siblings. I don't need siblings to do things. As soon as Jiang Mu's voice fell, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his mind, "The energy is insufficient and it can't be self-tested. Do you need to replenish energy?" Insufficient energy, unable to self-test, need to replenish energy? Insufficient energy, unable to self-test, need to replenish energy?" Okay, go..." Jiang Mu's habitual mantra has not been finished, and the tragedy happened again. A feeling of being emptied came from every inch of the body. Jiang Mu was like being rotated by hundreds of women and ran ten marathons. He was so weak that he couldn't even move his mouth and eyes, and his consciousness was blurred. Then all the feelings disappeared and fell into a deep coma.