Chen Xia's consciousness fell into darkness.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his back as he slapped his hard, and he heard a group of people shouting his names in his ears.

"Brother, don't die, don't leave us behind, wuwu..."

"Second, hold on."

"Xiaoxia, you died so unfairly, ah my poor child."

"Chen Xia...Chen Xia..."

The sound seemed very far away, as if it was very close, but no matter who made the sound, Chen Xia felt very strange.

Now he has taken care of so much, and is a little lucky that he did not die and did not become the first doctor to drowned in Jiangzhou People's Hospital.

The slap on the back continued. Chen Xia felt that if he continued to slap like this, he would not have drowned, but was caused by lung contusion, causing large areas of alveolar and lung blood vessels to rupture.

So he instantly regained consciousness and grabbed the big hand behind him that was still slapping.

"STOP, stop taking pictures, this guy, if you continue to take pictures, my heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys will be beaten by you."

Uncle Wang saw the young man suddenly stretching out his hand to stop him from slapping, his eyes suddenly lit up and he shouted:

"Oh, look at my wonderful medical skills, look at me, the second child of the Chen family has been saved by me."

The villagers who were still beside him just now burst into tears and rushed forward.

The third grandma's voice was the loudest: "Captain, come quickly, the second child of the Chen family is not dead, come alive, ah, the ancestor of the Chen family is blessed."

Chen Guolin also sat on the ground. He was anxious and panicked when he carried Chen Xia back to the village with a few villagers. Now he was relaxed suddenly and his descendants were completely exhausted. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes:

"It's good to live, it's good to live..."

Chen Qiu and Chen Dong each hugged one leg and burst into tears. The crying was more of the joy of rebirth after the disaster.

My mother passed away last year, and my father had another accident a few months ago. Now if my brother is dead, it is not the pain they can bear.

Several village cadres rushed forward quickly, and Chen Yigen personally carried Chen Xia down from the cow's back and placed it on the ground. The brigade clerk Chen Guoqing was holding a fan next to him and kept fanning the air.

"Chen Xia, you're awake. Thank God, how can you do stupid things? With so many of us here, will your family starve to death?"

Chen Xia slowly opened her eyes.

Looking at the old man in his sixties in front of me, wearing a vest full of ripped holes, it was so strange. I turned around and looked at the crowd around me, and tried hard to distinguish it, but no one knew me.

I thought I seemed to have been rescued by strange villagers, but how did they know their name?

Could it be that the patients who used to recognize themselves? But why are their clothes so worn?

Yuezhou is an economically developed region, and the living standards of farmers are no worse than those in the city.

No matter what, as long as you are not dead, it is better to live than to eat some ingots and candles every Qingming Festival and the Winter Solstice.

Chen Xia sat up with great effort, his head was dizzy and his chest felt ache.

He shook his head. Dizziness should be caused by drowning and hypoxia. Just go back to the hospital to take some oxygen.

Chen Xia breathed a sigh of relief after pressing his chest and abdomen to confirm that there were no rib fractures or injuries to the abdominal organs in the chest cavity.

There are no flaws and I recover quickly. I have to go out of the clinic the next day. There are fewer people in the department now, so if I ask for a temporary leave, the department director will not go crazy.

Seeing Chen Xia shook her head and pressing her whole body, the villagers watching closed their mouths and looked at him with a little strangeness.

Chen Xia clasped his fists and thanked the old man in front of him and the villagers around him:

"Hello everyone, I am Chen Xia, a doctor at Jiangzhou People's Hospital. Thank you very much for saving me today. I was embarrassed. I accidentally fell into the river while I was snatching fish. It's strange that there are probably water monkeys in the river, and there is a force to pull me to the bottom of the river..."

Looking at Chen Xia sitting on the ground, talking with her fists, the onlookers were stunned.

"What Jiangzhou People's Hospital? What water monkey?"

The scene was silent, with only a few children afraid of hiding behind adults. Water monkeys are also called water ghosts. Rural people are most afraid of this thing.

Chen Yigen's hands were still in the posture of hugging someone just now, and his eyes were almost falling off in surprise.

Chen Xia looked at the strange uncle in front of him and the villagers around him who were terrified with a big mouth and a look of horror, and felt indescribable strangeness in his heart.

"What's wrong with these people? They're dressed in a strong 1970s and 1980s. Are they playing cosplay? Why do they have the same expression as those of the psychiatric patients in the 7th Hospital?"

But his life was saved by the villagers. Chen Xia was a grateful person and asked with a smile:

"Dear uncles and aunts, have anyone seen my cell phone? I wonder if it can be used if the water is in. Otherwise, if you lend me your cell phone, I will call my parents and ask them to pick me up. My car is still parked by the river."

The villagers watching looked at me, I looked at you, and a thought flashed through everyone's mind:

"It's over, the Chen family's second son is crazy and his brain is terrible. What is a chicken? And his parents are all dead."

Chen Guoqing squatted in front of Chen Xia, pointed at his nose and asked, "Chen Xia, don't you know me anymore?"

"No, don't know..."

"Do you recognize him?" Chen Guoqing pointed at Chen Yigen next to him.

Chen Xia carefully recalled for a long time, "I, do I know you? I have seen a doctor here before?"

Chen Guoqing slapped his forehead with one hand: "It's over, the second child of the Chen family has been soaking in the water for a long time, and his brain has been damaged."

Chen Yigen's hands kept trembling. Chen Bingkun's family was already in trouble, but he knew that for a family, a lunatic who could not participate in labor, could not do farm work and could cause trouble was far more headache and trouble than a dead person.

Chen Qiu and Chen Dong were also scared and at a loss. Chen Qiu shook Chen Xia's shoulders hard, crying and shouting:

"Second, what's wrong with you? I'm Chen Qiu, I'm your sister, you don't know me anymore?"

Chen Dong sat on the ground and burst into tears again.

Looking at the expressions and tone of the people in front of him, Chen Xia suddenly had goose bumps all over her body, and a chill rushed straight from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

"Fuck, it seems that it's not the strange villagers in front of you who have problems. On the contrary, it's themselves who have problems."

Chen Xia widened his eyes and looked at the clothes of the people around him. Men, women, young and old were all worn out. The colors of the clothes and pants were only green and blue. He definitely didn't see a polo shirt, jeans, beach pants, dresses, etc. in his mind.

Also, most villagers are barefoot and covered with mud. Only a small number of people wear liberation shoes, no sandals, flip flops, and no sneakers.

The house not far away is still a bungalow, a stone slab house that is rarely seen in rural areas. The loudspeaker on the telephone poles in the distance is playing some songs from old movies.

"A big river has wide waves, and the wind blows the fragrance of rice flowers on both sides..."

Isn’t this the rural style of the 1970s seen in the documentary? Chen Xia is completely in a bad mood: Oh my god, am I traveling through time?

"Big, uncle, how many years are there now..."

Chen Guoqing pushed his glasses, "July 20, 1980",

After saying that, Chen Guoqing turned to everyone and said, "It's over. It seems that he's really getting into my mind and I don't remember anything."

Now everyone in the village knew that the Chen family's second son had a water in his head after drowning, and he was a little crazy. His eyes went from sympathy at the beginning to surprise to inexplicably complex.

Everyone has a common idea in their hearts. The Chen family was so good at the time. Now they are dead, stupid and small. This family is completely defeated. Tomorrow, they must go to the ancestral grave to see if there is a problem with the Feng Shui.

After realizing that he might have traveled through time, Chen Xia closed his mouth rationally, no longer asked for a phone or any other strange questions.

Because he knew that no matter what he said or did, it would be abnormal in the eyes of others.

For the sake of future considerations, the best way is to shut up and pretend to be stupid, and wait until the whole thing is slowly figured out.

At this time, the third grandma said to the villagers in a mysterious way:

"It's okay, it's okay. Just now, I went to the underworld of the Chen family's second son, and I can't remember many of them. There was no other one in Hongfeng Village next door a few years ago, but later I became clear-headed and I could remember anything."

The onlookers suddenly realized after hearing this, yes, Chen Xia was obviously dead just now, and now he is resurrected. I guess his memory has not been fully restored, so it makes sense.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, including Chen Yigen, Chen Guoqing, Chen Guolin and others.

For rural people, nothing is more convincing than superstitious statements. Even after just experiencing that special era, many old ideas are still deeply rooted.

Grandma San's words alleviated the embarrassment at the scene and indirectly saved Chen Xia a lot of trouble.

Everyone laughed, "It's fine, it's fine..."

There was even a young man who was still brain-strengthing and asked, "Chen Xia, do you remember what the underworld looks like?"

Chen Yigen immediately stopped the villagers' questions.

"Stop making noise. Let Chen Xia go back and rest for a few days first. Guolin, please arrange some people to help with the farm work at Chen Xia's house. On National Day, you can take 20 kilograms of rice from the brigade warehouse and send it to Chen Xia's house. Then I will settle the account."

Then he lowered his head and said to Chen Qiu, who was sitting on the ground with a sad face:

"Third brother, please take your elder brother home. You can rest at home these days. Let me tell me what you lack at home."

Chen Xia quickly smiled at Chen Yigen politely without losing the embarrassment.

At this time, a little boy in his teenage years suddenly emerged from the crowd, hurriedly ran over, touched Chen Xia's whole body, and asked with concern like an adult:

"Second, you are not dead, oh, I'm scaring my uncle to death."

Chen Xia looked dark when she heard this.

"Crazy, all TMs are crazy. A twelve or three-year-old kid actually said that he was his elder and cared about him like an aunt."

When Chen Guoqing saw Chen Xia's face, he burst out laughing:

"He is really your uncle. He is the same generation as the captain and your grandfather. He is named Chen Yize. Remember not to forget."
Chapter completed!