Chen Mo tried to open his eyes, but found that his eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds, as if they were stuck with glue. He wanted to raise his hand to rub his eyes, but his arm was so stiff that he couldn't control it. Every time he moved, there was a "clicking" sound of bones rubbing together, like a rusted machine.
"What's going on?" Chen Mo felt a strong panic in his heart. Could it be that he died suddenly while working overtime and was sent to the hospital? But why is there such a rancid smell in the hospital? Moreover, the stiffness of the body became more and more intense, and the skin seemed to be covered with a hard shell, making even breathing extremely difficult.
Wait, breathe?
Chen Mo suddenly realized a terrible problem - he didn't seem to need to breathe at all! There was no rise and fall in his chest, and there was no feeling of gas exchange in his lungs, but his consciousness was extremely clear, even sharper than when he was alive.
