Xia Kejun gently kneaded Mu Yang's arm and murmured: "Brother Mu, I firmly believe that you will wake up, and you will definitely."

In the next half month, Anderson invited batches of experts. After the experts came over to check Mu Yang, they couldn't come up with any good solutions, so they shook their heads and left.

A month passed in a blink of an eye, and Mu Yang showed no sign of awakening.

"Madam, I'm sorry, we studied Mr. Mu's condition. Our conclusion is that Mr. Mu should indeed be brain necrosis due to some unknown reason that hurt the brain nerves. Mr. Mu is already a vegetable. According to our judgment, the possibility of Mr. Mu awakening is almost zero, and we regret this conclusion."

Another wave of invited experts issued a death notice to Mu Yang. This was the fourth batch, and it also made Xia Kejun's heart become deeper and lower.

"Anderson, please send a few experts away." Xia Kejun plucked up his last strength and ordered.

When everyone else left the ward, Xia Kejun couldn't hold on, and tears fell down. He walked to Muyang's bed, grabbed Muyang's arm and started crying.

"Brother Mu, I don't believe it. If you don't believe it, you will definitely wake up, you will definitely wake up."

Xia Kejun was heartbroken and just kept repeating these sentences.

At this moment, the hand she grabbed suddenly stroked her face and gently wiped away the tears on her face. This time, Xia Kejun was stunned.

He raised his head and looked at Mu Yang on the hospital bed. He saw Mu Yang open his eyes, looking at her with guilt and heartache on his pale face. Xia Kejun murmured, "Brother Mu, I'm not dreaming."

"Kejun, you have worried these days." Mu Yang said in a weak voice.

Xia Kejun looked at Mu Yang calmly, and suddenly burst into tears and threw herself on Mu Yang like an injured child. "Brother Mu, you finally woke up, finally woke up."

The butler Anderson and the experts who had not yet walked away heard Xia Kejun's crying and thought something big had happened, so they all ran back.

When Anderson opened the door and saw what was inside, he found Mu Yang looking at him, a surprise expression suddenly appeared on his face, and said in French: "Sir, you are awake, God is so blessed."

When the experts who rushed over saw this scene, they were all stunned. They studied Muyang for two days, and combined with the previous expert's inspection report, Muyang had just issued a vegetative comrade, but in a blink of an eye, they woke up. Isn't this a slap in the face?

"This is a medical miracle, oh, incredible."

"Mr. Mu must be studied as a typical case of vegetative people."

Several experts said verbally.

At this time, Xia Kejun stopped crying, stood up, and said to Anderson with a stern face: "Anderson, please send a few experts away."

I just said that the chance of waking up is zero, but now I say it is a medical miracle and I want to study Brother Mu. I am really a group of unknown guys.

Several experts were invited away by Anderson, and the ward was quiet again.

"Where is this? How long have I been in a coma?" Mu Yang asked weakly.

Hearing Mu Yang's question, Xia Kejun grabbed Mu Yang's hand and said, "This is Copenhagen First National Hospital. Brother Mu, you have been in a coma for 40 days. You don't know, you suddenly fell into a coma. I'm so worried about you and I'm so scared."

Xia Kejun said, tears flowing out of a pair of big eyes.

"It was Brother Mu's fault, which made Kejun worried." Mu Yang comforted.

"Brother Mu, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly fall into a coma? I hired dozens of experts, but they couldn't find out what's wrong with you." Xia Kejun asked.

Mu Yang smiled bitterly on his face. Oh, can he say that he was attacked by the other party with his mental power because he was fighting with the Shen Suit, and he was injured in his spiritual sense?

When Mu Yang was attacked by Tiga, he traveled to the first world with his last trace of will. He was also hit hard by Tiga's attack on the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, and then fell into a deep coma.

Later, he slowly recovered and finally had a trace of consciousness. In fact, when Xia Kejun asked the third group of experts to diagnose him, he could vaguely hear the conversation outside, but he was injured due to mental power and could not wake up for a while.

Today, after hearing the bad news, Xia Kejun cried bitterly. Mu Yang was also anxious, and then he woke up after breaking through the block.

However, Mu Yang could only vaguely pass on Xia Kejun's problem, "Brother Mu accidentally hurt his energy by practicing martial arts. It's okay, just take a rest for a while." As he said that, he smiled at Xia Kejun.

However, this smile on his pale face made Xia Kejun even more sad. Brother Mu is such a strong man. He always feels so strong that he always stands tall and does not have such a weak time.

After half a day, Mu Yang was able to get out of bed. In fact, there was nothing wrong with his body, but he was stronger than others. What he hurt was his brain, no, his spirit, and had nothing to do with his body.

Mu Yang knew that the hospital had no good idea, so he ordered Anderson to go through the discharge procedures and go back to Malmo Manor to recuperate tomorrow.

In fact, although Mu Yang woke up, his mental trauma was not healed at all. Mu Yang is still very weak now. His previous mental power could lift 10 two-ton iron balls to play in the air. But now, let alone using mental power, as long as he thinks about some complicated things, he will feel a headache.

When I returned to Malmo Manor, Muyang rested every day, usually strolled around the manor, repaired flowers and grass, and then went to bed.

Mu Yang is now particularly sleepy. He has to sleep until after 9 o'clock every day before he wakes up. After lunch, he will feel sleepy and take a nap. When he waits until six or seven o'clock in the evening, he will feel sleepy again and sleep until nine o'clock the next day.

Mu Yang also knew that this was because of the natural reaction of the body due to mental damage, and sleeping was more conducive to restoring mental trauma.

Mu Yang also tried to use mental exercise to recover, but as soon as he exercised, he would feel pain in his mind like a needle. Mu Yang didn't know if forced practice would hurt his brain again, so he had to give up in the end.

Mu Yang thought depressedly that he wouldn't be useless like this. If he had followed this recovery speed, it would probably take several years to return to the mental state of a normal person.

He put down his scissors, swept the broken branches that had just been trimmed to the side, and then looked at the pot of five-needle pine bonsai in his hand, with its hang-out claws, and it looked like a Canglong dragon. It was definitely a pot of top stump bonsai.
Chapter completed!