Darkness, endless darkness.

I stood in the dark, my body constantly consumed by the cold...... Suddenly, I saw a white point of light in the distance, I ran as hard as I could, the white point of light got closer and bigger, I felt warmth, and finally, I rushed into that white light......

My eyes were stung by the white light, and I felt a little choked with the smell of disinfectant around me.

“…… Ahem. I couldn't help coughing.

I squinted slightly and looked around me, and a white wall came into view. Immediately afterward, the pain and weakness in my body invaded my limbs like a tidal wave, and I couldn't help but cough even harder.

"Where is this?" I said weakly, not knowing if there was anyone around.

"Hospital. A cold voice rang out.

With all my strength, I looked slightly in the direction from which the voice came: the axe-like face of Bing Cube Ling came into my sight. He was wearing a white shirt and holding a book in his hand, sitting on a chair next to me, without raising his head.

“…… What the situation. I muttered as I tried to remember what had happened: bookshelves, tunnels, vermilion fish, monsters, gunfire...... Thinking of this, I bounced up violently, but my brain was dizzy, and there was a piercing pain in my arm, so that I couldn't sit up, and fell on the hospital bed again, and I couldn't help but scream.

Hearing my screams, Bing Cube Ling slowly raised his head, looked at me indifferently, and said expressionlessly: "If you don't want to hurt, don't move." "I had to lie down on the hospital bed, motionless, looking sideways at my right hand, and there was a pain in my arm, which was wrapped in a thick bandage.

"What's the matter, how could I be in the hospital?" I felt a lot weaker after saying this.

"Your arm was injured like that, where do you want to be in the funeral home if you are not in the hospital?"

I secretly scolded Bing Cube Ling for speaking unlucky, if it weren't for Lao Tzu not being able to move, I would have to slap you both in the mouth - of course, this is just thinking about it in my heart. After thinking about it, I began to try to remember what had happened before, and suddenly I remembered something very important - I still had the paper and the little glass bottle in my shoes! I immediately said weakly, "Shoes, where are my shoes?"

At this time, Bing Cu Ling closed the book in his hand and took out the piece of paper and the small glass bottle from the pocket on the chest of his shirt: "Are you looking for this?"

When I saw the piece of paper, I could no longer suppress the excitement in my heart: "The person on the piece of paper is you, right?"

Bing Cu Ling's face suddenly turned a little cold: "It seems that we need to have a good talk, but," he paused, and then said in a voice that was about to freeze the air, "Before that, you better keep your mouth shut." With that, he continued to read and ignored me.

I quickly shut my mouth, and a lot of mysteries emerged in my mind: Is the person in the photo Bing Cube Ling or not? If it is him, why hasn't he changed at all? Why did he suddenly appear in the base of the Vermilion Fish Project? Also, was he the one who rescued me and Mu Xuanqing from the monsters? And ......

Wait, what about Mu Xuanqing?!

Thinking of this, I hurriedly struggled to sit up: "Where is Mu Xuanqing, where did he go!"

"Gone. Bing Cube Ling said coldly.

"Gone, where have you gone?" suddenly a wave of uneasiness welled up in my heart, and I lowered my voice and said, "Could it be that you killed him?"

Bing Cube Ling glanced at me as if he was looking stupid, but he didn't say anything.

After saying this, I also felt that I was brain-dead, if Bing Cu Ling really wanted to kill him, it would be good to throw him directly in the monster pile, but before I fainted, I seemed to hear him and Mu Xuanqing say "Follow me......"

I looked at him embarrassedly, and he didn't look at me, and said coldly: "He is fine, only suffered a little skin injury, said that he had something important to go home, thanked him and left, oh, by the way, and let me say thank you to you after you wake up." ”

After that, he turned a page of the book in his hand.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and at this time Bing Cu Ling got up: "Okay, since you are awake, I will not waste time with you." With that, he got up and walked to the door without looking back.

"Hey~ I still have questions...... I hurriedly shouted, but Bing Cu Ling didn't look back, and said coldly: "When you go back to school, I'll look for you." With that, he opened the door to the ward and walked out.

I felt depressed for a while, picked up the phone on the table next to me, turned it on, flipped through the address book, and dialed the phone number of the dormitory boss.

The phone was immediately connected, and the boss's deafening voice came from there: "Where the hell have you run to?! Do you know that we are all dying! You disappeared for three days at once, and we all called the police! As a result, I still couldn't find you, and after more than 72 hours, the police are about to file a case for investigation!"

After listening to the boss's roar, my heart trembled, what? I disappeared for three days?! I quickly looked at the date on my phone, and indeed three days had passed...... Wait, call the police?!

I didn't care about my weakness, so I quickly said, "Call the police?"

The boss scolded angrily: "Nonsense, you bastard can't see anyone dead or dead, and we can't get through to your phone, so we have no choice but to tell the instructor, and then call the police." ”

After listening to her words, I began to drum incessantly: they called the police, then my injuries are gunshot wounds, and the hospital can't diagnose them?

However, I thought about it: If it was a gunshot wound, the hospital would not have been so peaceful, right? Besides, our country is a big country that prohibits guns, and if someone was found to have been sent to the hospital with a gunshot wound, the police might have come long ago.

I couldn't figure out what was going on, so I quickly looked around and found my medical record book on the cabinet. I quickly opened the medical records and tried to find something about my injuries. As soon as I opened it, I couldn't help but have a head or two big, and secretly cursed in my heart that the real TM written by the doctor was a wild grass in the wild grass, and I tried to identify it again, but I could only vaguely understand the words written in the case book: fall, sharp weapon, wound.

I looked at the medical record book with tears and laughter, and began to make up the story in my head again: "Well, I didn't volunteer last Thursday, and then I accidentally fell from a high place while working, and I was directly unconscious, and I only woke up now, and there are still 'good Samaritans' passing by to take me to the hospital." The thought of a cold "well-wisher" made me shudder again.

When the boss heard that I was injured, he stopped scolding me, and hurriedly asked, "What? Fall down? Oh my God, which hospital are you in now? Tell me quickly, we can go see you!"

I looked down at the medical record book in my hand again: "I am in the Second Hospital of Harbin Medical University, Ward 602......"

"Okay, got it, wait, we'll go over right away!" The boss hung up the phone in a hurry as soon as he heard me finish the address.

After hanging up, I breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, the door to the ward opened, and the nurse who had changed my dressing walked in. She was startled when she saw me sitting there stunned with my mobile phone in my hand, hurriedly walked over in three steps and two steps, put the tray of medicine in her hand on the cabinet, and said angrily: "What are you doing when you get up? Lie down, you can't rest well after being so badly injured!

With that, he pressed me to the bed, walked over to my right hand, and began to change my dressing.

I pondered for a moment, pretended to look at the nurse in confusion, and said stupidly, "Beauty, what's the matter with me? Why don't I know anything?"

While changing the dressing for me, the nurse said angrily: "You still say, you were unconscious when you were sent here, and your arm was pierced by a steel bar, if it wasn't for the kind person who sent you here to sign for you to do surgery, your arm would be useless now!" After speaking, he looked up at me and said seriously: "The medical expenses are all paid by others, you can't slander people!"

I despised her in my heart: Does Lao Tzu look so upright, like a slanderer?

Suddenly, the nurse seemed to think of something again: "Hey, do you know the handsome guy who sent you?"

"Huh?" I exclaimed, pretending to be confused, as I thought to myself: How do you know?

The nurse looked at me blankly and said suspiciously, "Don't you know?"

I couldn't explain it to her, so I shook my head and continued "with a blank face"

The nurse saw that I might really not know anything, and walked out with the medicine tray, muttering as she walked, "People are really strange now......

At this time, I lay on the hospital bed and began to think: how did my injuries change from gunshot wounds to these? After thinking about it, I found that I had no clue, so I could only count these "masterpieces" on Bing Cu Ling's head, and secretly thought in my heart: When I am discharged from the hospital, I will go to Bing Cu Ling to ask what happened. After thinking about it, he directly covered the quilt and fell asleep again.