Chapter 17: Night Detective
At ten o'clock in the evening, at the gate of the Gucheng People's Hospital, two sneaky black shadows quietly moved along the courtyard wall, one after the other, like thieves, and did not see the red light of a monitoring probe flashing above their heads.
"Annoying, why don't you sleep at night, why do you come to the hospital?"
"I told you not to come, you have to come along!
The black shadow walking in front replied angrily.
Suddenly, he felt that he didn't need to be so sneaky at all, so he stood out of the darkness, wearing a yellow and black plaid shirt, this time it was a vertical and horizontal cross, just Mo Yian.
Glancing back at Da Zhuang, who was still lying on the wall, "Do you think you're a gecko strolling, can you go?
The fat "gecko" did not move, as if it had entered a hunting state, and I did not move if the enemy did not move.
Too lazy to look at him anymore, Mo Yifu strode towards the gate of the hospital, but his eyes were raised to look upstairs in the inpatient department, and his eyes narrowed into a slit.
Seeing that the figure of his friend was about to disappear, and there was silence and darkness all around, he was really a little scared to be alone, and the more he thought about it, the more scared he became.
Da Zhuang's heart was horizontal, jumped out, and chased after him in two steps.
"It's brothers, of course we have to carry it together!"
Mo Yi smiled and pointed to the building opposite.
"Tenth floor, remember?"
At this moment, on the tenth floor of the inpatient department, the lights are sparse, and there is only one ward with the lights on, and the rest are all dark.
Da Zhuang looked up, his face was a little uncertain, more fearful, and muttered, "You won't go to the toilet again, right?"
"yes, that's smart!hehe~"
"Hehe? Annoying, are you sick? Holding your urine from home all the way just to go to the toilet there? Where is there no public toilet, besides, there is a toilet at home!"
Mo Yifu looked back at his friend, why is the fat little body and brain capacity so limited.
"Do you think I'm a person with pee?"
"Then you just said to go to the toilet there, which makes me think too much. What the hell are you doing here?"
"Hehe~ Come to the hospital, of course it's to see a patient!" Mo Yifu smirked on his face, and tried to hide some things from his friends.
"Oops, it scared the hell out of me. I thought you were here. When you see the patient, you just say it, it's so mysterious. It's just that it's so late, will it disturb people's rest?"
The two took the elevator, pressed the tenth floor, and slowly ascended.
"For others, it can be an intrusion. For him, the timing was just right. Later, you find a place to stay and don't talk when you see anything. For your own good!"
"Yo yo yo, this time is still playing mystery! It's all here, why don't you want to see what your friends look like. I'm really curious, what kind of friends can you make besides me?"
Ding Dong ~ The tenth floor has arrived.
Walking out of the elevator, I instantly felt that it was cold in the corridor, and the autumn night was as cold as water, and the two couldn't help but tighten their clothes.
Mo Yifu looked in the direction and walked towards the toilet on the right, which was as black as ink and as silent as ice.
Da Zhuang turned his head to look at the other side, the ward with the lights on was on the left, how to get to the right.
"Hey, annoying, are you going in the wrong direction, are you really urgent? You shouted the lights on, this black light is blind, who dares to follow!"
Ichino shook his hand.
"You just wait for me here, and if you're afraid, go to that lit ward!"
Then the whole body sank into the darkness, as if swallowed.
Da Zhuang looked left and right, and finally turned around and walked in the direction of the ward on the left, where the light was on, and someone seemed to be talking.
"Lao Zheng, why don't you sleep so late? What, are you waiting for a friend? Don't laugh, how can you have any friends, isn't the family long gone? Alas~ You just talk nonsense, who will come to this ghost place on this big night! Huh?
Da Zhuang slowly walked towards the ward, and the voices inside were heard more and more clearly, as if two old men were chatting.
The elderly don't sleep much and go to bed early, but they generally can't sleep and wake up easily.
Da Zhuang thought about these little common sense of life and pushed open the door of concealment.
Crunch~
The door opened, three beds, one person.
On the innermost hospital bed, there was an elderly man in a blue and white striped hospital gown, slightly hunched, with his head bowed and his head full of white hair.
The faint daylight and other rays gave a miserable white light, and the windows did not seem to be closed, but the wind whined in, and the lamps swayed with the wind, lengthening and shortening the shadow of the old man.
The old man had stopped talking.
Da Zhuang walked into the ward and walked carefully.
"Hello, old man. It's a shame to bother you so late. I'll sit and go, and it won't affect your rest. Okay?"
The old man kept his head bowed with his back back, his waist kept hunched, and he didn't know if he heard himself speak, and he didn't even look back.
"Ahem~ Okay, it turned out to be a young man who came to see you, okay, okay. Sit down by yourself, and I won't greet you. ”
The room had only beds, no seats, and no equipment such as monitoring instruments. Da Zhuang stood at the door, not knowing whether to go in and sit on the bed, or just stay at the door, and he could see Mo Yifu at any time.
You may still feel a little reckless, at least you should walk to the front of the old man's house, greet people, and at least look into the eyes of the other person.
Back-to-back counts a few meanings.
Da Zhuang plucked up the courage to approach the old man's hospital bed, beating a small drum in his heart.
"This is a hospital ward, the lights are on, and the old man is not resting. I'm just sitting for a while and waiting for a friend. It should be fine, right?"
Gradually, Da Zhuang got closer and closer to the old man, and the shadows of the two seemed to melt together.
"Oops, scare yourself. If the old man has a shadow, it means that he is a human being, so what is there to be afraid of?"
Just as Da Zhuang was about to walk in front of the old man, what he didn't notice was that the old man's shadow suddenly moved, became bigger, like a fierce beast, and swallowed Da Zhuang's shadow in one bite.
There was a shudder and tumbling, as if digesting.
"Old man?"
Da Zhuang finally walked in front of the old man, looked at the other party's still lowered head, and considered whether he should also bow down and say hello to others.
Suddenly, the old man raised his head.
He has gray hair, gray skin, blue eyes, and a slight grin at the corner of his mouth, as if he is smiling.
A pair of glaucoma, come and see you.
The pupils were as thin as black spots, and there was little light.
"Damn,!"
Da Zhuang didn't react at first, thinking that the old man was suffering from an eye disease and was about to ask.
Who knew that the old man's body fell, and he was smashing the hand stretched out by Da Zhuang impartially, but when he touched it slightly, it was like ice, hard and cold.
Not human at all!
Da Zhuang turned around and ran to the door, and suddenly it was dark in front of him, and the lamp in the ward exploded, and it was black.
But he still remembered the direction of the door, and he was right to run in that direction.
Running wildly with his legs, bringing up a gust of wind, Da Zhuang used the greatest strength and courage in his life, waving his arms to prevent him from hitting the wall.
Thankfully, it didn't hit it.
Run, run, blow, blow~
Blow, blow, run, run~
There is no end to the darkness.
The cold sweat on Da Zhuang's face began to fall.