Chapter 0452: In a Dream

In the evening, Director Fan called Ge Kailin and said that Vice President Deng wanted him to help persuade Ge Kailin to take the medical license.

"Teacher, what is your opinion?" Gordon asked.

"Selfishly, I don't want you to be a doctor, the time you have to be a doctor doesn't belong to you, I still hope that you can have enough time to take care of the prince." Director Fan's words were sharp.

After a pause, Director Fan said seriously: "Actually, you are very suitable to be a physicist, and I am very happy to see you doing this." ”

Ge Kailin was silent for a long time, and did not hang up the phone.

Director Fan was a little apprehensive: "Miss Six? ”

No matter what, Ge Kailin is the future princess, and he can't go too far with Ge Kailin.

Ge Kailin's voice was flat: "It's nothing, I don't want to be a doctor myself, you don't have to think too much." ”

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and stuffed his phone under his pillow, feeling inexplicably depressed.

In the afternoon, she gave an injection to Director Fan, although it was not heavy physical work, but it consumed serious energy, and she was more tired than doing a heavy physical work, she went to bed after dinner, sat in the quilt and read a book, and studied how to lock the software she edited.

There was heating in the house, and the air conditioning was on, but her feet just couldn't get warm.

Before Director Fan called, she originally wanted to get out of bed and burn her feet with hot water, but she didn't want to move after answering the phone.

After sitting in a daze for a while, she felt that her nose was a little stuffy, and she knew that it was frozen, but she still didn't want to get out of bed.

Reaching out and pulling out his phone from under the pillow, he almost sent a message to Xu Xiang several times, but finally didn't press the send button.

Xu Xiang has been away for more than a month, during which he has sent a few brief messages to Ge Kailin, telling Ge Kailin that he is safe, and then it is inconvenient for him to use his mobile phone during the mission, so he should not take the initiative to contact him, he will contact Ge Kailin when he is free.

Ge Kailin shared the phone, sat for a while, picked up the landline placed at the bedside, and dialed the phone at home.

"Kailin, what's wrong with you?" Ge Xin on the other end of the phone sensed that something was wrong.

"I just fell asleep and dreamed that you and my mother made me something delicious, so I wanted to ask if it was true." Gordon is coquettish.

"Oh, I thought you had a cold, it scared me." Ge Kailin heard Ge Xinchou take a deep breath on the other end of the phone.

She laughed: "It's just that if you really catch a cold, what are you afraid of, after a cold, you can still enhance your immunity." ”

Ge Xinchou was anxious: "You can't say that, others are like this, you are not, since you got better when you were five years old, you have not been sick for more than 20 years, Master Huang said, you usually don't get sick, sick is a serious illness, you can be careful." ”

What did the old monk say?

Ge Kailin chuckled in her heart and asked Ge Xinchou: "When did he tell you, why have I never heard you say it." ”

"It's what I said a while ago, when you were busy, I forgot about it when you weren't busy, and I just remembered when I heard that your nose was uncomfortable," Ge Xin was not at ease, "Kailin, do you really have a cold?" ”

"No, didn't I say it, I fell asleep just now, and I woke up yawning all day, and my nose was blocked by tears." Ge Kailin deliberately yawned as she spoke, and her nasal voice became heavier.

"It's good if you don't have a cold," Ge Xinchou asked her, "have you drunk ginger tea, soaked your feet, taken a hot bath?" ”

"Not yet," Ge Kailin said honestly, "I'm very tired from work today, and I can't open my eyes a little when I eat dinner, so I just slept for a while, I'll boil ginger tea and take a hot shower later." ”

"Don't wait, let's hurry." Ge Xin was in a hurry.

"Okay, dad, don't worry, I'll get up to make ginger tea right away, you hang up first." Every time Ge Kailin called home, she asked her parents to hang up the phone first, and this time was no exception.

Putting down the phone, Ge Kailin felt a little dizzy, and said no, how can it be so fast, and if she says she is sick, she will be sick.

Get out of bed and boil the ginger tea first, set the time and heat of the induction cooker, and then go to the closet to find a change of clothes to take a bath.

As soon as I opened the closet, I felt that it was dark.

Ge Kailin walked to the bedside table, picked up the microphone and dialed the high-spirited mobile phone, but before she could speak, she fell to the ground, the microphone was still in her hand.

She had a dream, in which she returned to her previous life, in her own small Zen monastery of her own temple.

Her eyes were still red, and she was lying alone on the floor, cold and cold.

There was no Mother Liu who circled around her all day in the house, there was only the cold wind, she wanted to get up, but her body didn't listen to her call, and she couldn't move at all, especially the pair of feet, which were no longer conscious.

A monk with a familiar face, thin as wood, and so old that he was about to die, came to her and wanted to help her up, but he fell down himself, and he couldn't get up no matter how he climbed, so the old monk simply lay on the floor and didn't move.

"Sun Jing, that old fellow, he was supposed to come back, but he replaced you with a dead death," the old monk muttered.

"Who are you?" Gordon asked.

Only the mouth moves, but there is no sound.

"You don't recognize me?" She was not heard, and the old monk knew what she was talking about.

"It looks familiar, but it looks like I haven't seen you." Gordon still couldn't make a sound.

"I'm my own old monk, villain." The old monk's voice was bitter.

"Old monk? How did you become like this? Ge Kailin tried to go to the old monk's side, but she shivered, and her body contracted even tighter, so tight that her muscles ached.

The old monk in turn crawled to her side, grabbed the edge of the bed behind her and tried to lift herself, ripped the quilt off the bed, and wrapped her with difficulty, leaving only her eyes and nose outside.

With this very common action, the old monk was so tired that he lay on the ground panting.

When the breath was even, the old monk smiled bitterly and said: "I was too anxious to recover, but who knew that it was your second grandfather and second grandmother who worked together to save me, and as a result, I became like this, and I was teased by your second grandfather all day long." ”

Ge Kailin tried to speak, but found that she didn't even have the strength to open her mouth.

Watching the old monk crawl through the house with difficulty, he tore off all the red cloth he could grasp, and with each piece he pulled, he crawled back to her, wrapped the red cloth around her quilt, and then repeated the previous action.

She saw that there were blood stains under the old monk's body, and wanted to stop the old monk, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open her mouth, let alone move her body.

It wasn't until all the red cloth in the room was wrapped around her that the old monk lay down beside her, closing his eyes and not moving again.

Gerkaline was so anxious that tears flowed from her eyes, soaking the red cloth that had wrapped around her, and her face felt cold.

"Don't cry Kailin, I'm just tired, I'll be fine, it's good for me to have some blood." The old monk reached out to wipe her tears.

The feeling of the tentacles was colder than Ge Kailin's face, and Ge Kailin's tears flowed more fiercely.

The old monk didn't wipe her anymore, and with great difficulty reached out to the bed again, trying to tear the mat off.

It was just tears, and Ge Kailin's strength seemed to be drained, and she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes.

She didn't want to close her eyes, but she couldn't help her, her upper and lower eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't open them. (To be continued.) )