'Dr. Lu...... ' Lingling cried again, 'I can't go back, my sister won't send me ......'

'I'm so scared...... ' she let go of my hand and ran to Dr. Lou crying aggrievedly.

'Don't be afraid, Lingling, come, I'll send you back.' Dr. Lu gently picked up Lingling and walked out the door.

'Dr. Lu!' I hurriedly stopped her.

I wanted to tell her something strange about Lingling, but Aunt Chen held my hand hard again, shook her head desperately at me, and motioned for me not to say anything.

I had no choice but to swallow my words back and watch Dr. Lu leave with Lingling in his arms.

You need to rest early, you know? You're sick. Before leaving, Dr. Lu did not forget to instruct us.

'It's so dangerous...... ' After they left, Aunt Zhang finally breathed a sigh of relief and lay back on the bed weakly.

Even though I was scared, I didn't know what was going on, so I sat down and kept asking Aunt Chen.

Aunt Chen gasped for breath for a while before saying, 'Have you ever heard of ghosts looking for stand-ins?'

I nodded, I did hear that.

'Then do you know why they are looking for a stand-in?' Aunt Chen asked, staring blankly at the ceiling.

I shook my head, I really don't know.

Aunt Chen sighed and said:

Because after everyone dies, the ghost wants to go to that world, but the door of that world is only opened once for a soul, and some people don't realize that they are dead after death, or some don't want to die, and often miss the time to open the door.

As soon as the door is closed, the dead cannot enter, and the ghosts can only wander in this world, unable to find relief and peace.

So some ghosts tried everything to kill the living in order to go to that world, and then took advantage of the door to open and ran to the people who had just died and rushed in......

You mean, that Lingling just now is...... Oh no, Dr. Lu, she ......' I suddenly became worried.

'Just now, how did that girl named Lingling go?' Aunt Chen asked anxiously holding my hand.

"Haven't you seen that Dr. Lu, who came to visit the room, took her away?"

Aunt Chen looked at me in surprise and shook her head: "I have always wondered, why did the lights suddenly turn on, who are you talking to? I saw that the little girl walked out by herself, and there was no one there except her." ’

I was so frightened that I broke out in a cold sweat and didn't dare to ask any more, so I crawled back into bed, covered my head with the quilt, and didn't dare to close my eyes all night.

The next day, I quietly asked the nurse if Dr. Lu was on the night shift last night, and the answer was, of course, no.

Dr. Lu didn't work the night shift that night. She wasn't in the hospital at all. , I inquired about Lingling's news again, and I thought that something must have happened to her.

The nurse said Lingling was fine, her biopsy was benign and she would be discharged soon. But she cried so much this morning that she said she had a terrible dream that night.

In the evening, I told Aunt Chen about last night's incident again, but Aunt Chen shook her head in confusion, she took sleeping pills last night to fall asleep, it was impossible for her to wake up in the middle of the night, she was an atheist, it was impossible to say those words to me.

I was completely confused and didn't know how to explain the experience of these two nights. I stayed in the hospital for another five days until I was discharged and nothing strange happened.

When I was discharged from the hospital, Lingling's illness had been cured, and Auntie Chen's illness had also improved, but Dr. Lu was still treating patients conscientiously and responsibly every day.

The person who resembled Dr. Lu helped me twice in a row, and she saved my life, and until now, I don't know what she is, but I have always been grateful to her. ”

After Tan Yiping's story was finished, everyone discussed it for a while, but they couldn't tell what was going on.

Everyone thought that Tan Yiping had two strange dreams to explain this matter, but it was even more in the past, but this made her very unhappy.

"What the hell is she? It should be the hospital guardian who loves humans, the zombie female doctor Lu Hong, right?" Zhang Lei smiled and took a bite of the chicken leg and muttered.

"I'll tell you a story that happened to someone else," and now it's the turn of the girl with big eyes to tell the story, "This story was told to her by my sister in elementary school, and it happened to her sister's classmate." ”

“…… The story of your elementary school classmate's sister's classmate?It's so far, Mu Qiuli, can you guarantee the authenticity of the story?" Tan Yiping's own personal experience was questioned, and she couldn't help but interrupt Mu Qiuli's words and asked.

"Is there still a ghost story real?" Zhang Lei took a sip of Coke and pursed his lips disdainfully.

"Of course I can guarantee the truth of the story! Sister Xiang can't lie to me!" Mu Qiuli screamed as if she was stimulated.

"Okay, stop arguing, just speak it out and let everyone hear it. Zhang Weilin hurriedly came out to play the round.

Mu Qiuli pouted for a long time before she began to speak: "The protagonist of the story is called Zhang Li, she is a classmate of Sister Xiang Lidan University, she is a writer, she once published a collection of essays, the pen name seems to be called 'snail' or something, you don't know her!"

Mu Qiuli, who has always loved literary and artistic creation, likes to dance and write, and was angry for the ignorance of her friends for a while.

But eventually she moved on:

"Zhang Li and Sister Xiang live in the same dormitory, and since last year, Zhang Li has suddenly become very strange. At first, she often stared at an empty bed in the dormitory.

Zhang Li asked the people in the dormitory, 'Where did Xiao Yao go?'

When the people in the dormitory asked her, 'Who is Xiao Yao?', she would frown and say, 'Xiao Yao?' ’

After she repeated this many times, Sister Xiang finally couldn't help but ask her quietly, and she said the doubts in her heart.

It turned out that recently, she had been subconsciously thinking that she should have a classmate named Xiao Yao, and she was also her good friend, and she lived in this dormitory together.

However, she knew that she did not exist, neither in the dormitory, nor at school, nor among the people she knew, so she was often confused.

At that time, Sister Xiang thought it was very interesting to hear it, writers like Zhang Li like fantasy, and even fictional characters can be properly created in reality. But then something happened that made people really doubt whether this Xiao Yao existed. ”

"Zhang Li, Xiao Yao, Xiao Yao?" Zhang Lei patted his head with his hand, "I'm sure I've heard of these two names, but why don't I remember them?"

Mu Qiuli then asked: "You should remember the building collapse at the end of May this year, right?"

Everyone nodded their heads together.

In May of this year, a building in the city of Litan suddenly collapsed due to quality reasons, killing 22 people and injuring more than 70 others, and sending nine unscrupulous profiteers and government officials to the execution ground.

"Zhang Li was in that building in this accident," Mu Qiuli said mysteriously, "She is one of the survivors who was rescued from the rubble after the accident, and she is also the one who has been buried underground for the longest time." Afterwards, Zhang Li said that she met Xiao Yao below. ”

"How is that possible?"

"Didn't she say that the man didn't exist?"

"Another ghost has come out to save someone. ”

"Even if the ghost comes to help her, a living person will die if she is buried in the ground for a few days without food. ”

"So ghosts are more powerful than people?"

Everyone began to talk about it.

Mu Qiuli listened to the discussion of her friends, and was so angry that she wrung her hands and said: "That's why it's called a ghost story! Do you understand what a 'ghost story' and an 'adventure story' are? If two friends are reunited because the building collapsed and are trapped underground, then it's called an adventure story!"

"Yes, yes, you go on. Everyone knew her personality and hurriedly said it to her.

Mu Qiuli glanced at them, and then continued:

The publishing house that signed the contract with Zhang Li was based in that building. That day, she went to discuss the manuscript with the editors, and when she went downstairs, the accident happened.

Zhang Li has a slight claustrophobia and a fear of heights, so she rarely takes the elevator, and she also walked down the stairs slowly that day.

At the time of the accident, she was walking to the fifth floor. She didn't know what was happening, but when there was a loud bang and suddenly the world was spinning, she lost consciousness and passed out.

When she awoke, it was pitch black in front of her, and she reached out and groped around, finding bricks, walls, and cement everywhere. That's when she began to realize that maybe the building had collapsed and she was trapped in the rubble.