I was even full of blood in my throat and eyes, and several times I was choked by my own blood, knowing that it was a nosebleed that could not be stopped, and I didn't know how many injuries I had!

As soon as Ding saw this, he quickly pulled away the hemostatic cotton paste under my nose with his hand, and said angrily, "What the hell are you going to do it!!"

The little doctor's face was already frightened, and when he yelled at him, his hand shook, and more hemostatic cotton fell on my face......

"Stand aside, I'll try......" The cold voice sounded again, and I opened my eyes in a daze, how could it be her?

I saw that the little girl who looked at me with a disgusted expression was holding a silver needle in her hand at this time, ready to pierce my head!? That is, I don't have any strength in my body now, otherwise I would definitely use my hand to block her, because I really doubt that she will be ready to stab me to death?!

But it turned out that I was a little bit of a villain, because my nosebleed miraculously stopped a few seconds after she gave the needle, although my head was still cloudy......

"It's okay, he may feel thirsty in a while, pay attention to hydration......" After the little girl finished speaking, she pointed to the scared little doctor next to her and said, "You, come and treat the wound on his hand......"

At this time, I looked sideways at my poor right hand, and my heart was full of sadness! Why is it always the one who is injured? It is not enough to leave a long-lasting "fresh scar" last time? Now the flesh and blood that Uncle Li picked at it with a knife are blurred...... Can I be any worse?

Just when I was still sad for my right hand, I suddenly felt a pain in my right hand, and I almost didn't jump up from the hospital bed......

"it...... Can you let me know in advance? Are you a doctor at a sports school?"

But this time, Ding Yi didn't yell at the doctor again, but reprimanded me in a low voice, "Bear with me, don't move!"

I looked down and saw that this kid was rinsing my wound with saline, and when the blood on my hands was washed away, I realized that the wound was not very serious, and I didn't even need stitches, because there was just a layer of skin missing from it......

After the wound on my hand was treated, Ding Yi asked the little doctor for some gauze, and then wiped all the blood on my face with salt water.

"Don't look at it, people have already left......" Ding Yi pressed my head back and forth, and said helplessly.

Actually, I didn't think about anything else at the time, I just thought that the girl had saved me once, and I had to say thank you to her no matter how I said it, so I sighed and said, "Let's go, I just want to say thank you to her." ”

Ding Yi wiped off the blood stains on his hands with gauze at this time, and then casually threw the blood gauze into the trash can and said, "Don't worry, I have already thanked you......"

After that, the three of us were arranged by Manager Liu to the hotel in the scenic spot, I have to rest in bed for a night in this case, as for the amber coffin, now I can be 100% sure that it is not a cultural relic at all, this Nima is someone gave us a set, and it is not good that it is for me!!

In the end, the three of us discussed and decided in the hotel, anyway, that thing is not a cultural relic, and when it dawns tomorrow, Uncle Li will ask Manager Liu to get a cutting machine, and cut the thing first to see......

After dinner, I lay groggily on the bed in my hotel room, and my mind kept replaying the scene of the amber coffin sticking to me...... There must have been someone other than me who had touched it with their hands before, but apparently nothing had happened to them.

Now it seems that I am the only one who has been sucked on it, if this thing is not aimed at me...... They don't even believe in ghosts. But what the hell is going to set me up here, and with such precision?

The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't sleep, the more I couldn't sleep, the more I thought, and soon I was stuck in a vicious cycle of insomnia...... Ding Yi, who was in the next bed, slept very deeply today, even earlier than me?

So I had to pick up my phone for the Nth time, trying to open a little game to empty my mind for a while. As soon as I turned on my phone, I felt a strange feeling in my heart, this time is not right?

It's been half an hour since I last picked up my phone, but why is the time on my phone still stuck at the same point in time? In order to confirm my discovery, I clicked on a small game and played a few levels, but when I quit to check the time again, I found that it was the same as just now, not a single point was bad......

The thought of this came to me in a cold sweat, because I knew that it was impossible, and that even if the sky fell apart and the world was destroyed, time would never stop.

Now there's only one possibility, and it must be that something is wrong with me...... So I casually threw the mobile phone in my hand at Ding Yi and smashed it heavily on his face.

If it was placed in normal times, he would have woken up before the phone arrived close to him, but now, the mobile phone has been smashed on his face but there is no response at all, it seems that Ding Yi, who is lying in the next bed, also has a problem......

The experience of being in distress many times has taught me not to panic at this time, but to observe the surroundings calmly, because as soon as I panic, my brain will not turn around. So I struggled to sit up from the bed, trying to go to the window to see what was going on outside.

But who knew that at this moment, I heard a voice next to the small coffee table in the room suddenly remember, "I advise you to take it easy, after all, you just lost a lot of blood......

I listened to this, and when I looked up, I saw that in the dim room, there was an extra person coming out at some point. He sat quietly next to the coffee table, the light outside the window shining directly on his back, but his front was hidden in the darkness.

"Who are you?" I said, surprised.

He chuckled and then said in a low voice, "Listen carefully, whose voice is it?"

When he said this, I really heard this voice very familiar, but I couldn't remember whose voice it was for a while, so I said with a gloomy face, "Don't pretend to be a ghost for me here, what are you doing in my room in the middle of the night?"

When the man heard this, he sat down forward, let his face peek out of the shadows, and then smiled at me with a wicked expression, "Look at it...... Who am I?"()

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