But I'm not in the mood to watch this horror movie-like scene right now, I stumbled to the nurse's station with my own memory, holding the bloody hole in my stomach with one hand, leaning against the wall with the other, and keeping an eye on the movements of the female ghost. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I tried to press the switch on the wall, but the light flashed twice and it turned on.

I sighed a little, this hospital is not too inhumane, and it is not bad that people have left electricity when they leave.

I began to rummage through boxes and cabinets to find hemostatic cotton, and I quickly found all of them.

After all, the closure of the courtyard has not been more than two weeks, and they are in a hurry, and they have not taken the things with them, so the rest of the things are quite complete.

I didn't care about the pain, I poured a hand of alcohol and wiped it on my stomach, it felt so sour, and suddenly, my spirit was shaken, and I didn't want to sleep anymore.

But the blood in the wound was still flowing out, and I couldn't just let this wound exist, I had to think of a way to stop the bleeding.

I saw the hemostatic medicine, but the wound was so big that it didn't work at all, even if I wrapped it in gauze, it wouldn't be a short time before I would be soaked with my blood again.

Suddenly I saw a crooked needle in a medicine tray, and I remembered that it was for suturing the wound, and there was a ball of medical thread next to it.

I looked out the window at the female ghost in red, his left hand had been burned by my blood, and only one arm remained.

I didn't expect my blood to have such a great power, if I had known this, I wouldn't have been so panicked, just take the blood early and splash him, wouldn't it be the end of everything?

But if that were the case, if I had met several, not even two, of these things a day, would I not have died of blood?

I can't think about it anymore, I can't hesitate anymore, looking at my face in the mirror getting whiter and whiter, I know that I can't hesitate anymore.

I made up my mind that I had to do it!

I pulled my tank top under my chest, then picked up a book, rolled it into a roll and stuffed it in my mouth, and bit it so hard that I shuddered and recognized the needle, and then found a mirror in front of me.

I looked at my stomach in the mirror, bit the book again, and pricked it with a needle!

Suddenly, I felt like the green tendons all over my body were about to burst out!

I gritted my teeth and endured the pain, and I glued the wound together with my left hand, and began to stitch it up quickly with my right hand.

The speed of the sewing was simply fast, it felt faster than when I was running, because I knew that my hand could not stop at this time, because once it stopped, I would never have the courage to prick myself with a needle again.

After the stitches were almost done, I looked at the crooked stitches and shocking wounds in the mirror, and I gasped for breath in pain.

I was sweating profusely and collapsed on the sofa, but I couldn't stop, so I found alcohol again, wiped the wound again, and then put on the medicine to stop the bleeding and wrapped it in bandages, and finally came to an end.

At this time, I suddenly felt a dull pain in my index finger.

No, strictly speaking, it's not a pain, it's a very strange feeling.

Otherwise, I have such a painful wound in my abdomen, where can I feel any other pain?

I really can't control that much now, I have to find a way to get this female ghost to speak first.

I tried to stand up, but I found it almost impossible, and as soon as I tried to stand upright, the wound in my abdomen immediately felt a heart-rending pain.

Sweating all over his body, he was covered in sweat and sweat.

I can't just sit idly by, the female ghost is a powerful ghost after all, and seeing that he has begun to move slowly now, I know that he will eventually recover.

This is when I remembered that since this is a hospital, there should be painkillers.

I looked again at the medicine cabinet in the nurses' station.

My vision began to blur from the massive blood loss I had just had, and I struggled to think back to what the painkillers were.

Suddenly, my gaze settled on one place, which was the top of the cabinet, and in front of that row was a nameplate with Methadone hydrochloride written on it.

I've seen this name, it was in a criminal investigation TV series, I remember they said that this kind of thing is similar to morphine, with pain-relieving and analgesic effects, although I don't know if it can paralyze the nerves and make people excited, but as long as it can relieve pain, I can't care so much.

Suddenly, there was a gurgling sound outside the window, this time it was very different from the one just now, the voice just now, with excitement and threat, and now, it was him and his anger.

I know that what has just happened is just a small test, and the real battle is actually starting now.

I pinched my hands and said silently: "My tens of thousands of ghost descendants, open." ”

Suddenly, the murderous aura on my body rose.

The pain has lessened a bit.

With great effort, I stood up, but my body was a little weak because of the excessive blood loss before, and my feet were still very weak despite the support of the evil qi.

I first rushed to the medicine cabinet and took out methadone hydrochloride, but I didn't have time to read the instructions carefully, I didn't know how many pills I poured out, so I just tilted my head and ate them all.

Then I leaned against a wall, quietly waiting for the effect of the medicine to take effect, and quietly waiting for the female ghost in red to rush in.

I pulled out my amulet and lit it on my heart.

Looking at the faint golden light emanating from my body, my heart settled down a little.

I suddenly felt a little lonely.

This loneliness intensified when the lights in the room suddenly dimmed.

Suddenly plunged into darkness, I didn't feel scared, but felt lonely and couldn't extricate myself.

I like to fight alone, but I hate it so much.

I like the freedom of fighting alone, but I'm afraid that no one will help me fill in the flaws when I'm fighting alone.

Maybe it's because of the effect of the medicine, and my feet gradually become more steady.

I clearly felt that the evil qi on my body was becoming more and more stable, and my eyes were becoming clearer and clearer.

I smiled faintly, touched the wound on my abdomen, and said, "Baby, now I'm going to avenge you."

I held my breath and felt the female ghost getting closer and closer to me.

She's just a ghost, after all, and she can move back and forth in our space without restraint, while I'm an entity, bound by endless constraints.

However, that doesn't make me a reason to stop. (To be continued.) )