Outside the window was the courtyard, and there was nothing else, not even the terrible white hand.

What did Zhou Kesheng mean by saying this suddenly, could he also see the miserable white hand? No, he is the director of a psychiatric hospital, how can he also have delusions?

He thought of what he had said to people before, but unfortunately no one believed it, but it was regarded as a mental illness, Zhou Kesheng should have read this information, so he deliberately said this to let himself take the bait.

Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Xiao Ling thought that he was almost fooled, and smiled reluctantly: "Dean, I don't understand the meaning of your words, I had the hallucinations of the big white hands at the beginning, but I haven't seen it since I was admitted to the hospital, and I'm really better." ”

Zhou Kesheng ignored Xiao Ling, just continued to stare out the window with a very strange look, and muttered: "The long-distance bus that had the accident, there were a total of twenty-nine people, this is the predetermined number of people who should die, but you became the only survivor and became an accident ......"

When Zhou Kesheng said this, his body suddenly shook, as if he had woken up from a trance, looked at Xiao Ling, lowered his voice and said, "You...... It is targeted by 'it', and it is impossible to escape. ”

At this moment, Zhou Kesheng's face was slightly distorted, and his eyes were shining with a strange light, Xiao Ling looked at it in his eyes, and he was terrified, and finally couldn't help but shout: "Who are you?" What the hell are you talking about? ”

Zhou Kesheng suddenly smiled and said: "My name is Zhou Kesheng, and I am the director of this hospital, Xiao Ling, remember my words, if you think clearly, you can contact me." ”

As he spoke, he took out a business card from his body, handed it to him, and said, "This has my mobile phone number on it, maybe you will be able to use it." You pack up and are ready to be discharged from the hospital, and the hospital has contacted your parents to come and pick you up and see if the time is when they should be there. ”

Zhou Kesheng said that he had already stood up, and then opened the door of the ward and walked out.

Xiao Ling sat on the bed in a daze, a chill welled up all over his body, and there was no longer the slightest joy in his heart that he was about to be discharged from the hospital, but an inexplicable fear was faintly shrouded in his mind.

This damn Zhou Kesheng, what's wrong with him? Is he still a doctor? I'm afraid he's a psychopath, right?

What brain has been filtered by mysterious forces, what psychopaths see the real world, what predetermined death toll, what is the catastrophe, is this old guy cursing me? Or are you deliberately scaring me?

Yes, he deliberately provoked me so that I would continue to get sick or scared and not dare to leave the hospital, damn it, this old treacherous old thing, look at me young and deceitful, right?

Xiao Ling cursed secretly in his heart, and hurriedly got up to pack his things.

Holding the business card given by Zhou Kesheng in his hand, he wanted to throw it into the trash can on the side several times, but the ghost made it stay after all.

After a while, his parents came to pick him up and go home, Zhou Kesheng didn't lie to him, and the discharge procedures were all completed.

Xiao Ling changed into a new set of clothes and left with his parents.

After leaving the mental hospital where he had been staying for twenty-five days, Xiao Ling let out a long breath, his spirit was a little trance, and he felt that the air outside seemed to be much fresher.

Looking at the smiling faces of his parents, he found that it had only been more than a month since he had a car accident, and his parents seemed to be several years old, which made Xiao Ling feel a little sad.

"Dad, Mom, I'm fine, let's go home." Xiao Ling's voice was a little choked.

Xiao Ling's mother, Song Fengqin, had already red eyes, nodded continuously, and held her son's hand tightly, for fear that as soon as she let go, her son would disappear.

Since Xiao Ling's car accident, their family has fallen into a dark hell.

Song Fengqin washed her face with tears countless times, she couldn't imagine how she had survived for more than a month, looking at her son's thin cheeks, Song Fengqin was almost about to cry again.

"Let's go home, Mom has cooked a lot of good dishes today, and I've been suffering for you these days."

Xiao Ling said: "Mom, I'm fine, you and Dad are worried about me." ”

I thought that although I could still see those weird and bizarre things, I couldn't tell them again, so as not to make them think that they were having a psychotic attack and worry about themselves again.

His brother-in-law Song Tianhua drove over, Xiao Ling saw Song Tianhua and said hello, he was very close to this brother-in-law, after he had an accident, Song Tianhua made a lot of efforts.

Song Tianhua stretched out his hand, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "It's all over, get in the car quickly." ”

Song Fengqin pulled Xiao Ling and was about to get into the back seat of the car together, his father Xiao Hairong got into the co-pilot, and Song Tianhua also got into the driver's seat and started the car.

Xiao Ling opened the car door behind him, and suddenly his body shook, his face turned pale all of a sudden, and he suddenly took a step back, as if there was some terrible man-eating beast hidden in this car.

"Xiao Ling, what's wrong?" Song Fengqin saw that her son's face suddenly changed color and retreated, afraid that something would happen to him again, so she hurriedly stepped forward to grab him, and then looked into the car, there was nothing in the back seat.

Xiao Hairong, who was sitting in the co-pilot in front, turned around and said, "Xiao Ling, what's wrong?" Get in the car. ”

Xiao Ling's face was pale, he had become thinner and thinner these days, he had not seen the sun for many days, his face was as white as a piece of paper, and he could faintly see the green tendons on his face.

His eyes widened as he stared into the car.

He saw a big miserable white hand, quietly closing, quietly occupying the seat at the back of the carriage, as if it was like a devouring demonic beast, waiting for Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling knew that his hysteria had not been cured, and no one else could see this miserable white hand, but in his eyes, this miserable white hand was so real, and even its five fingers were moving slightly, he could see it clearly.

I thought of the miserable white hand he witnessed yesterday, quietly twisting the white villain who looked like Lao Wu, a hospital cleaner, and the news came today that Lao Wu had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage because of a fall yesterday and died on the spot.

Now that this big white hand has appeared in the carriage, what does it represent? Could it be that any of the four of them will have an accident? Or even death?

He suddenly thought of the mysterious and weird Zhou Kesheng.

"You...... It is targeted by 'it', and it is impossible to escape. ”

Zhou Kesheng's voice seemed to have a kind of magic power, echoing in Xiao Ling's mind.

Who is "it", does it mean this miserable white hand? He's being targeted by "it"?

Doomed?

Will he die?

"Xiao Ling, what's wrong with you?"

Song Fengqin's anxious voice finally woke Xiao Ling up from his stupor.

I don't know when, Xiao Hairong and Song Tianhua got out of the car and surrounded Song Fengqin together, they watched Xiao Ling's reaction, and their hearts were beating.