Chapter Ninety-Four: Photographs
I know that the deep feelings for Xiao Nan are my biggest shortcomings and weaknesses, but when I think of the pretty figure in the depths of my mind.
It was as if he was already like a moth to a fire, desperate for himself.
With a "squeak", I slowly pushed the glass door of the hospital open, but the nurse's reception desk was empty.
A cold wind blew in front of me, and then I shivered involuntarily.
"Why is it so cold here?"
Before I could think about it, I heard a loud scream suddenly come from the top of the staircase.
"Hell... Hell. ”
I was a little flustered in my heart, for fear that Xiao Nan would encounter some danger, so I ran desperately in the direction of the second floor, not even caring about panting.
But when I reached the staircase on the second floor, I saw a group of nurses and doctors in white sanitary gowns.
They looked panicked and almost hit the wall, stumbling and running out of the corridor without looking back, as if something terrible was chasing them behind them.
Panicking in my heart, I reached out and grabbed the arm of a nurse.
In the dim light, she wore a mask and her eyes were bloodshot, as if she was frightened crazy.
"Little girl... Where is Xiao Nan. ”
I stared at her and grabbed her shoulders before she could speak, and my face was a little hideous.
“… Your wife..., in... At. ”
She subconsciously pointed in the direction behind her, and randomly broke free of my palm, running towards the exit without looking back.
I was left stunned, looking at the dim chandelier above my head and the three big characters that were clearly and eye-catching at the deep end of the corridor in front of me.
"Operating room."
"Little girl... You wait for me, I'm coming. ”
I ran desperately towards the depths of the corridor, and my whole body seemed to have more strength than I could.
It wasn't until I stepped into the operating room that I was almost overjoyed by the sight before me.
On the dilapidated operating table, a man was lying flat, covered with a white cloth and unable to see his face, while in the corner there was a man dressed as a doctor hiding in the corner of the wall shivering.
"Hell... Hell. ”
Suddenly, he saw me coming, and it was like he had bumped into a ghost.
He screamed and ran out desperately.
"Little girl... No, how can this be. ”
"It's me late, I must have made a mistake."
For a moment I burst into tears, tears streaming down my cheeks.
Until his hands trembled and stroked the white cloth, and then lifted it little by little.
Looking at the familiar and pale face above, even the spirit seemed to have suffered a heavy blow.
"Little girl... Woooooooooooooooo ”
"I'm damn it, I'm damn it... Woohoo".
The woman in front of me was exactly the same as I remembered, and her playful face was now pale and bloodless.
There were blood marks on his ears and even his nostrils and mouth, as if he had been scared to death by some kind of "seven orifices bleeding".
I fell to my knees, weak, tears streaming down my face, and suddenly a crisp cry came from my ears, and I woke up suddenly.
"Kid... Child. ”
I seemed to realize something all of a sudden, and then subconsciously wiped the tears on my face with my hands, and walked towards the end of the bed little by little with the cry.
I saw the newborn baby hanging in the air under her legs, and the umbilical cord covered with blood had not yet been cut.
My wide, bloody eyes only felt a splitting headache, as if something was about to come out of my head, and I stretched out my trembling hands and held the baby with my back to me in my arms.
"Meow..."
A black cat silently jumped in front of the door of the ward, and its cry was so terrible that it almost scared me half to death.
I held on to the baby.
Seeing that after the black cat disappeared, the corridor was still as deep as usual, and the vigilance in my heart relaxed a little.
But when I turned the baby in my arms towards me little by little, the next second I was scared and my back was chilling, and every pore was shrinking sharply, and my whole body was drenched in a sudden cold sweat.
In the dim light, the baby in her arms was still stained with blood, and the hair on the top of her head was sparse and shiny.
It's just that the face under the hair is empty, just like the whiteboard in mahjong is empty, with no eyes, nose and no mouth.
At the same time, the old man's voice seemed to be echoing in my ears.
"Ahhh Hell. ”
I was a little delirious with fear, and I slipped and accidentally fell backwards.
"A shot in the arm..."
"A shot in the arm...".
"Prepare CPR..."
"CPR for the first time, CPR for the second time..., CPR for the third time."
"Subject shows no signs of life and is declared dead..."
"Hey... Hey, if you're fine, don't lie on the operating table and pretend to be asleep. ”
As the familiar and pure voice in my ears woke me up, the surrounding scenery exuded a familiar and incomparably strange one.
I was startled by the last "announcement of death", and then slowly opened my eyes, looking at the delicate face in front of me, which was less than an inch away from me, I was really shocked.
"Hiss...".
Before I could react, a huge pain in my left shoulder followed.
A little bit of red blood soaked through the gauze on it, and it hurt so much that I grinned.
"I... I'm... What's going on again".
I patted my head to make my body more conscious.
The scenes before the instant coma flashed in my mind, and I couldn't help but be shocked by my nightmare and break out in a cold sweat.
Bits and pieces of memories rushed into the brain like a tide. I couldn't help but hold my head and cry out in pain.
When I was looking down, I accidentally found a pair of slender legs holding an unknown injection, approaching my position little by little.
"Alas..., it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, don't come here."
I was so frightened that I hurriedly let go of my hand, and forced my head to crack with a smile that pretended to be strong.
"Poof... Hahaha, I just want to inject you with analgesics, why are you afraid of being like this. ”
She burst out laughing, but her appearance was as beautiful as the spring breeze in February.
I gradually raised my head and glanced at the surrounding landscape, where there were many old medical instruments next to an operating table.
Immediately in the corner of the wall were two large rusty canisters, which looked like oxygen cylinders.
I suddenly wondered why she asked me about the cause of my injuries, but I felt worse as I sat on the cold operating table.
I was about to open my mouth to explain something, but my lips were gently stopped by her delicate palm.
I was so frightened by her seductive movements that I hurriedly took a few steps back, and even my face was a little pale.
"Hey, I said you're so afraid of the old lady, can I eat you or what."
The uneasy energy in my heart swelled up more and more, and it was not until a little while later that I dared to gradually ask.
"Aren't you curious..., where did the wound on my shoulder come about?"
I lowered my head and spoke softly, but it seemed a little obscene.
She covered her mouth and chuckled, then pulled out a stack of photos from the tin box under the table and placed them in front of me.