The Rebirth of a Phy

The stretcher, draped in white cloth, was pushed forward. A slightly thin arm hung from the edge of the stretcher, lifeless and devoid of any movement.,In the intensive care unit, Shi Chen, who should have been on his last legs, sat straight, lowering his head to tug at the IV needle on his wrist. "I want to leave here! Don't stop me!",Shi Chen wouldn't listen, pulled out the instruments and needles in a few moves, stood up and prepared to leave, "I'm fine, I have to go back."。