Seven.

Unexpectedly, in just two days, Wang Chuan became a madman who couldn't speak clearly, which made Yan Xiaofeng's already uneasy heart even more worried, he always felt that this matter would have something to do with the sudden strange illness of several of them, so he felt that he had to meet Wang Chuan again no matter what, no matter whether this person was really crazy or pretending to be crazy, at least he had to figure out what he meant by what he said that day.

So Yan Xiaofeng slipped out of the hospital that night and rushed to the detention center, but when he got there, Wang Chuan was not there.

He's in trouble again. This time he attacked the policeman who came to see his condition, because he kept saying that the policeman was going to eat him, so he almost bit off the policeman's ear. So the policeman was in a hurry and pressed to the ground and beaten, so both of them were sent to the hospital.

Yan Xiaofeng could only ask the name of the hospital, and then rushed to the hospital, but when he walked on the road halfway, he suddenly fainted unconsciously. Fortunately, the place where he fainted was a small alley, otherwise it is unknown that he was run over by a car, and when he woke up, at least more than half an hour had passed, and then when he stood up and wanted to continue walking in the direction of the hospital, he found that he was dizzy and almost fell to the ground again.

At this time, he had a vague understanding of what kind of situation Zhou Zheng's weakness was.

It's just that I still can't figure out how to be so good, people will become so weak all of a sudden, and it's not that they have lost too much blood, it's just that they have a lot of rashes. was puzzled, and suddenly the mobile phone rang, and it was Zhou Zheng calling.

On the other end of the phone, he seems to have returned to his previous appearance of being strong and speaking sonorously. But just when Yan Xiaofeng had a glimmer of expectation, thinking that Zhou Zheng had recovered, Zhou Zheng's words made him quickly understand that this sonorous strength was not a sign of Zhou Zheng's condition improving, but purely scared.

Because Zhou Zheng said, do you still remember Lao Jiang? You hurry up and come to the ICU ward on the 6th floor of Building 2 of the Central Hospital, Lao Jiang is no longer good.

Lao Jiang was one of the three police officers who helped Yan Xiaofeng, Zhou Zhenghe, and Xiao Xiao hang their coffins together in Yama Wangjing that day.

Originally, the three of them were only responsible for collecting information, but because the people in the village, including the village cadres, were all frightened when they heard that they were going to Yama Well to hang the coffin, so they could only assist Yan Xiaofeng and them, found a crane and tools, and went together to hang Sister Qiu Mei's body out of Yama Well.

When Yan Xiaofeng rushed to the hospital, Zhou Zheng and Xiao Zheng were sitting outside the ICU ward with Lao Chen's family, while Lao Jiang had fallen into a total coma.

Yan Xiaofeng was going to say hello to Lao Chen's wife first, but the woman sat on the chair like a wooden man, not moving or speaking, her two eyes looked directly at the window of the ward, and that look was not so much sadness as fear.

Zhou Zheng and Xiao Ze both seemed to be looking down and thinking about their hearts, their faces were ugly and a little scary, sallow like a dead man, their cheeks were sunken, their eye circles were black, and they looked like they had been sick for a long time. And the weakness that can be seen at a glance makes it look a little shaky even when he sits, so even though he is with Lao Jiang's family, they are silent with each other and don't want to say a word. Zhou Zheng was a little better than Xiaoxiao, at least after seeing Yan Xiaofeng, he nodded as a greeting, and then stretched out his slightly trembling fingers and pointed towards the two window panes on the door of the ICU ward.

Yan Xiaofeng said that that day, when he glanced through the glass window and saw Lao Jiang's physical condition inside, he only felt that his legs were weak.

If he had a choice, he would rather see the decomposing corpse than look directly at Lao Jiang's terrible body lying helplessly and desperately on the ICU bed, barely breathing to maintain a glimmer of life. The body and half of Lao Jiang's face were all covered with black rashes of all sizes. Or the pustules should be more precise, many have burst, and black fluid is coming out of them, and although they have been debrided, they still make a mess of the bed. The parts where the liquid flows out look even more creepy, forming honeycomb-shaped craters clustered together in sheets, some the size of an egg, some the size of a palm.

These things made Lao Jiang's body look even more terrifying than a rotting corpse.

Therefore, after not taking a few looks, Yan Xiaofeng immediately retreated from the window with trembling hands and feet, walked to Zhou Zheng's side and asked him in a low voice: "Boss, how can Lao Jiang be so serious, it's only been a few days...... Don't be sick before you go to Hades' Well......"

Zhou Zheng shook his head: "It's just a matter of the past few days, but it seems that the symptoms are abrupt and slow." After speaking, he was afraid that the content of the conversation would attract the attention of Lao Jiang's family, so he reluctantly stood up on the back of the chair, and then walked to the elevator with Yan Xiaofeng, and then said: "Let me tell you, this disease is absolutely abnormal, it is very evil, do you see the appearance of Xiaoxiao, he has ascites, and Lao Jiang also has it." Have you ever seen anyone with a rash that causes ascites?"

"What about the others?" Yan Xiaofeng asked in a cold sweat.

"There are two more that can't be reached today. Yesterday I was on the phone, and I couldn't speak very clearly, and it is estimated that it is similar to Lao Jiang's situation......"

was simply a few words, but Yan Xiaofeng felt an indescribable sense of sadness. One has already felt that there is no cure for this disease, and the other is that Zhou Zheng, who was originally a strong and energetic person, is now weak to speak, like a little daughter-in-law who is angry but does not dare to speak out. He didn't even stand up, and after only a few minutes of leaving the seat, his waist unconsciously stiffened, and a person in his forties looked like he was in his eighties. This is how Yan Xiaofeng's emotions can be eased.

But then I remembered that there was something serious that I hadn't said yet, so I immediately endured the depression and anxiety in my heart, and then told Zhou Zheng what Wang Chuan told him two days ago, and mentioned that Wang Chuan went crazy and went to the hospital. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zhou Zheng frowning, stomped his feet vigorously and said: "This is terrible, no wonder they called me and said that Wang Chuan was very sick, and there was no conclusive evidence to prove that he was the murderer, so maybe they would let him go back in the next day or two." Then you have to go to the hospital where he is staying to find him, since he knows that we will get this disease, maybe he knows the origin of this disease and the way to cure it......"

Speaking of this, Yan Xiaofeng cried, and a big man cried so much that he couldn't cry.

Later, I learned that that conversation was the last conversation between him and Zhou Zheng in their lives.

On the third day after he hurriedly left the hospital after listening to Zhou Zheng's words, Lao Jiang died of illness, and his condition worsened when he was younger, and he began to be in a semi-comatose state. And Zhou Zhengze disappeared, before the disappearance, he told Xiao Xiao that he was going to take a walk and then go back to the hospital, but as soon as he left, there was no news, and neither his home nor the hospital could find him.

At that time, Yan Xiaofeng was bent on forcing Wang Chuan to speak.

Lao Jiang's death aggravated his fear, and his performance in the hospital was out of shape, because Wang Chuan only looked at him and laughed as he didn't know what to do. This made Yan Xiaofeng angry, and after patiently trying his best to talk to him was useless, Yan Xiaofeng got carried away and beat him.

Seeing this, the police on duty outside the ward hurriedly dragged Yan Xiaofeng out. Even though they were all colleagues, there was no way to sit idly by and ignore his unreasonable anger. And Yan Xiaofeng couldn't explain his situation to his colleagues, so he had no choice but to take a step back, he planned to wait quietly first, wait for Wang Chuan to return to the detention center, and as soon as Wang Chuan's family appeared, he would find a way to get close to his family, and then through his family, see if he could get something out of Wang Chuan's mouth.

But before he could find Wang Chuan's family, the bad news came again.

On the fourth day of Zhou Zheng's disappearance, his body and car were found on the side of the road in front of Beiwen Mountain.

Obviously, Zhou Zheng wanted to take advantage of his strength to go to Wentou Village to find Wang Chuan's family in person, and wanted to understand why Wang Chuan knew about this disease and what the cause of this disease was. But when he was about to reach Beiwen Mountain, he couldn't support it, and while driving, he crashed into a telephone pole on the side of the road, and the car was destroyed and people died.

Without waiting for Yan Xiaofeng to recover from this bad news, when he hurried to the detention center again, he was told that Wang Chuan had been released and had just returned with someone from his family.

What a blow. When he was guarding with all his heart, he didn't see his family appearing, but as soon as he was distracted by Zhou Zheng's matter, he was already taken away.

In desperation, Yan Xiaofeng knew that he didn't have much time, so he made a decision without any hesitation - to go to Wentou Village while he could still walk, like Zhou Zheng. As soon as he arrived in Wentou Village, he had to find a way to get Wang Chuan to speak, or ask his family what was going on with this strange disease that they were suffering from.

Unexpectedly, the car turned off shortly after entering Beiwen Mountain. I chose to continue on foot, but after walking for four or five days, I was always walking around in this mountain. In the past few days, the little dry food he brought with him had already been eaten, and he relied on catching hares and digging up some fungi in the mountains to satisfy his hunger, and God helped, and it always rained from time to time for several days, so although the water had already been drunk, he was not dying of thirst.

Speaking of this in one breath, Yan Xiaofeng stopped and was silent for a moment, then looked at the young man with a pale face, and said, "So, even if the ghost hits the wall, even if there are ghosts or monsters blocking the way in this mountain, I have to move forward." It's all come to this, do you think I can just give up? ”

Yan Xiaofeng was indeed right.

Life is at stake, and you really can't just give up.

But there is one thing that I have heard all the way to now, and I know it well, but I have never been able to say it to him. That is—what if he could reach Wentou Village, even if he could get Wang Chuan back to normal and explain what he had said to him? In the end, he would find that after he had worked hard for several days, and had arrived at his destination with great hope, the result of waiting was completely unacceptable to him.

So in the process of listening, several times I wanted to tell him what had happened to me, but every time the words came to my lips and swallowed back, because the hope in his eyes was so great that I couldn't bear to see that hope turn into despair in him in an instant.

But people still have to face reality, don't they?

Wouldn't it be better to tell him earlier than to be hit again when he arrives in the village, so that he can break the idea of going to the village and go back to accompany his family while he is still moving?

Thinking of this, I was about to consider the words and then tell him frankly, but I saw the young man sitting in the car and glancing at me, and then raised his index finger and gently touched his lips.

Doesn't he want me to tell him?

But why?

Before I could figure out this question, I saw the young man turn around and get into the car, put down the window and nodded to Yan Xiaofeng: "Then get in the car and give you a ride." 166 Reading Network