When I realized that I might be dead, I was in a daze for a long time. Note, I said confused, not unacceptable. If you want to ask me why my first reaction was to be in a daze rather than unable to accept it, then I can give you a clear answer: if you had spent ten years in a state of confusion, suffering from the lack of freedom and the torture of treating prisoners during these ten years, you would not find death to be such an unbearable thing. But relatively speaking, I still find it very ironic, because after spending ten years of my freedom, I was forced to be rescued just three days before I could be released from prison. What's even more tragic is that I haven't been rescued yet. I looked at the straight line on the machine page and felt numb in my heart. However, the doctor was still very dedicated and still didn't give up.
I once watched a science and education program. The program said that when a person is on the verge of death, he will feel very calm in his heart, and his brain will be like a projector, playing through the people and things that have happened in your life. There will even be people that you miss very much, and he will take you away from this world.
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