Story: Luck after Lightning Strike

"There will be a thunderstorm from 8 am to 12 this morning. Please bring rain gear when you go out. "

Zhang Lin looked at the news pushed by the weather software on his mobile phone and cursed a bad luck. It's only 7: 30, and the rain drops outside the window are falling like broken beads. With the dull thunder, there will soon be layers of rain curtains outside. As a hard-working worker, Zhang Lin had to go out in the rain and go to the company.

Put on a raincoat, pull your pants to your knees, and then hold an umbrella. Zhang Lin walked into the rain. Bean-sized raindrops hit the thin umbrella heavily, and the sidewalk at the foot has begun to accumulate water, and the rain on the lower pavement can already pass the instep. On the originally busy street, only a few office workers walked in the rain with Zhang Lin, and the taxi seemed to be blocked by the heavy rain. Zhang Lin walked on the road for ten minutes, but didn't see a car.

Zhang Lin clung to the umbrella that was about to be blown away because of the strong wind and walked step by step against the wind. From time to time, dull thunder sounded overhead, as if the sound was getting closer and closer to the sky above Zhang Lin's head. Zhang Lin held up his umbrella and looked ahead. The familiar security booth is just around the corner. Finally, it came, and Zhang Linsong moved on with a sigh of relief.

Lightning overhead cuts the sky covered by dark clouds from time to time. With deafening thunder, white lightning rushes to the earth.

At that moment, Zhang Lin only felt a heat flow from the top of his head all over his body, and his eyes were black, and he leaned forward in the rain.

Ten meters in front of the security booth, watching the falling lightning hit a passer-by, some quickly called 120 to call an ambulance, some quickly ran out to carry Zhang Lin into the security booth, took a paper towel to cover Zhang Lin's nose, and watched the paper towel tremble slightly. Several people are relieved, but fortunately this person is still alive. A few minutes later, the ambulance arrived and took away Zhang Lin, who was already in a coma.

Zhang Lin is lying in a white hospital bed. A needle was inserted into a blood vessel on the back of his left hand. Two bottles of upside-down medicine dripped down the needle. An ECG monitor in the hospital bed draws waves smoothly and slowly, and his face is covered with a respirator. From time to time, a nurse came to the ward to check his movements and dosage, and occasionally a weak voice came from the closed door.

Zhang Lin slowly opened his heavy eyelids. The dazzling light made him feel uncomfortable. He closed his eyes and opened them again. After repeated several times, he finally got used to the light and looked at himself and everything around him.

He saw himself with an intravenous drip, wearing a respirator and some pain. The clothes he was wearing and the faint smell of disinfectant around him indicated that he was lying in the hospital. He began to recall his previous memories. At that time, he was rushing to the company in heavy rain. As he approached the door of the company, it seemed that a bolt of lightning struck him.

Lightning! Zhang Lin was suddenly startled by his own memories, and his body twitched hard, and there was a sharp pain on his body. Psst-Zhang Lin's face turned whiter. He fell back into bed stiffly, endured the pain, gritted his teeth, and smiled a little on his face. Good. It really hurts. Such a real feeling makes him understand that he is really alive. Fortunately, he was lucky enough to save his life from lightning.

The door clicked open, and a young nurse looked at Zhang Lin in the hospital bed, just in line with his sight.

"You wake up! Is there anything wrong? " The nurse was surprised and asked with concern at the bedside.

"I still have some pain all over. I accidentally pushed too hard just now. I don't know if there are any wounds that have been opened. " Zhang Lin closed his eyes, felt his body and described it to the nurse.

"Ok, wait a minute, I'll call the doctor to check it." The nurse took out a pen and paper to write down what Zhang Lin said and calmed down.

"Thank you."

"Nothing." The nurse smiled at him, checked the amount of medicine in the infusion bottle, looked at the value of the ECG monitor on Zhang Lin's head, recorded these and left the ward.

Zhang Lin's eyes followed the nurse until she left. He was surprised to find that he actually saw a mini villain in the nurse's heart. Just now, when the nurse was in front of the hospital bed, Zhang Lin saw clearly that the little man of three or four centimeters looked exactly like the nurse, but when the nurse was about two meters away from him, he couldn't see the little man.

Zhang Lin secretly rejoices that he has super powers, but this is something that only exists in fantasy. In fact, it really happened to him. It seems that his luck is not bad.

Secretly happy for a while, Zhang Lin lay in bed thinking about what he had just seen. The little man looks like a ten-year-old girl, running and playing freely in the yard full of flowers. He doesn't know what this scene has to do with the nurse.

After a while, the door was pushed open, and the nurse who had just left led a middle-aged doctor in.

"Hello, Zhang Lin, I need to have a simple check-up."

Zhang Lin nodded, then watched the doctor take out his stethoscope and listen to his heartbeat, and then gently pressed it on his chest, stomach, arms and thighs. Ask Zhang Lin if it hurts every time you press it. Zhang Lin answered the doctor's question and stared at the scene in the doctor's mind out of the corner of his eye.

A man in his thirties is sitting on the sofa reading a book and drinking from a nearby cup from time to time. The smile on her face looks very happy, not the formulaic and deliberate smile that Zhang Lin is looking at now.

"You recover very well. After another month of treatment in the hospital, you can go home to recuperate. "

"Xiao Ning, change the medicine for Zhang Lin later, and change the medicine according to the new medicine I will prescribe later."

"ok." Nurse Xiao Ning nodded and went out with the doctor.

Zhang Lin stayed in the hospital for a month, during which the company leaders came to see him several times and told him to have a good rest after leaving the hospital and be sure to recover. During the period, I saw scenes in the hearts of several people. Zhang Lin carefully compared the differences between these little people and himself, and had some guesses in his heart.

A month passed quickly, and the doctor let him out of the hospital without finding out the complications after lightning strike. Zhang Lin went home to rest for a while, trying to test his ideas, and called Wang Xin, a friend he had known for 20 years, to let him go home. They have been neighbors since childhood, and they are in the same class from kindergarten to high school. The adult relationship between the two families is also quite good, so Zhang Lin and Wang Xin can be said to be heterosexual brothers who grew up with a pair of pants. Zhang Lin knows that Wang Xin likes several girls, has been lovelorn several times, and even knows the date time of Xinhe Wang's girlfriend. It is clear enough for this brother's dream.

Half an hour later, Wang Xin came out of the elevator with a bag of braised pork cooked food and a box of beer. He took out his key and opened Zhang Lin's door.

"Come out for dinner in the woods. I brought your favorite braised duck heart. "

Wang Xin went to the kitchen and took out some plates and put them on the dining table. He put the food in different plates, opened two bottles of beer, sat down and shouted at Zhang Lin's closed door.

"coming."

Zhang Lin agreed and walked out of the room. He looks the same now as he did two months ago. Wang Xin just accidentally changed his hairstyle and looked at it strangely.

When Zhang Lin approached the table, he kept staring at Wang Xin's heart out of the corner of his eye. Sure enough, he saw a small scene. Xiao Wang is driving a new car and sprinting on a straight road with no end in sight. On both sides of the road, there are some flags flying in the wind.

Wang Xin has been interested in racing since he was a child, but he has been stumbling since he learned his driving license. In the study of subject two and subject three in driving school, he can completely break the coach's peace of mind. I remember once Zhang Lin followed him to practice subject three. Sitting in the back row, he saw the co-pilot coach looking at the front and said calmly, "See that girl in front?"

"Mm-hmm." Wang Xin nodded, clutching the steering wheel with both hands and focusing on the front. Zhang Lin leaned out his neck from behind and saw the girl with a good back like the coach said.

"Step on the gas pedal, hit her, hit her and you will have a chance to support her for life."

At this time, Zhang Lin looked at the coach in surprise. Wang Xin was silent for a few seconds and replied weakly, "I dare not."

The coach said, "If you dare not, why don't you brake quickly and keep accelerating?"

Although he has got a driver's license now, Wang Xin has basically never driven more than 60 miles. His dream can only be thought about in his dreams.

Zhang Lin chatted with Wang Xin while drinking wine. Combined with his understanding of Wang Xin and the scenes he saw, now he is probably dreaming of running freely in the wilderness. And his sudden ability should be to see everyone's innermost thoughts. After all, everyone has a different identity when they come into contact with the world. Everyone grows up gradually, and life will gradually make them wear different masks, and the truest self has already been buried under layers of masks.

After seeing Wang Xin off, Zhang Lin searched the Internet for information, then chose a medium-sized psychology training institution, took out half of his savings to pay tuition fees, and went in to learn professional knowledge about psychology and special speech skills.

A year later, he graduated smoothly, and then applied for a middle school psychologist to do psychological counseling for adolescent children. By seeing their inner thoughts, he used words to let the children relax their vigilance, making him not only a doctor, but also a good friend who knows them best. During his tenure at school, the children talking to Zhang Lin gradually became normal. Without the previous extreme behavior, several parents also came to school to send him a banner.

Another year passed, and he opened his own psychological counseling room, called Dream Seeking. He used his special functions to check the deepest thoughts of the guests and retrieve the dreams that the guests had put in the memory corner because of various practical factors. The guests who walked out of Zhang Lin's shop had no fatigue and irritability before coming, and everyone rekindled the motivation and motivation to realize their dreams.

The reputation of the dream-chasing counseling room is getting louder and louder. With more and more people coming here, the business of Zhang Lin shops is getting better and better. In five years, Zhang Lin's psychological counseling room moved to the top floor of an office building with an area of 100 square meters. Guests need to make an appointment to meet Zhang Lin, one of the great psychologists today.

Over the years, Zhang Lin has contacted 10,000 people, from children aged four or five to people in their eighties. Everyone has a real villain in his heart. Suddenly, he was a little curious about what he really thought. He lowered his head, slowly lowered his head and looked at the position of his heart. It's dark and empty.

Zhang Lin was startled by the sight, suddenly raised his head, leaned back on the sofa, panting, and pressed his left hand on his pounding heart. After a while, Zhang Lin finally calmed down and looked at his heart carefully out of the corner of his eye again.

It's too dark there. Take a closer look, there are still some things. Broken fences, withered flowers and quiet houses were not seen at first just because they were all black.

Zhang Lin's brain exploded with a buzz, and his face turned pale in an instant, looking at himself in fear, because he had seen such a scene once, that was last year when he went to the ward to visit his grandfather and stayed with him in the hospital for a few days, and the old man finally left. Zhang Lin watched the villain in grandpa's heart fade away, and then the whole scene gradually lost all the colors, leaving only a thick ink color.

I'm already dead? This is the only thought left in Zhang Lin's mind. No way! It's fake! It's all fake! He angrily took out everything on the table and frantically destroyed everything he could see. Anger aside, he didn't notice that everything around him and himself were slowly fading away.

"Doctor, the patient's heartbeat is weakening!"

"Bring a pacemaker."

Once, twice and three times, the doctor repeatedly pressed the patient's heart with a pacemaker, but the wave on the side of the heart detector became lower and lower, and then became a straight line. After twenty minutes of hard work, the straight line on the screen did not fluctuate. Doctors and nurses silently stopped the rescue operation and found a piece of white cloth to cover the patient. Zhang Lin is faintly visible on the dark face.