The door of 1124 was opened again, and Yan Xi's vision was only the approaching black leather shoes and the reflection of her back on the floor.

The leather shoes helped Yan Xi turn over, and the police officer who beat him stepped on his chest with one foot, looking at him indifferently.

"Do you want to live?"

Yan Xi spat out a mouthful of blood from her mouth with difficulty and looked at the police officer angrily.

The police officer had a badge pinned to his chest with the word Sun Ye written on it.

Sun Ye's feet increased slightly, "If you don't see a doctor in this state, I'm afraid you won't live long." Let me ask you again, do you want to live? ”

Yan Xi's chest rose and fell violently, her nostrils opened one by one, and she used all the strength she had finally accumulated to say viciously: "Your mother is dead!" ”

Sun Ye's face darkened, and he took out his baton and stabbed Yan Xi in the nose, directly knocking him unconscious.

In the dark, Yan Xi's true consciousness sighed, "Another character who is a death!" ”。

Since Yan Xi's proprioceptive consciousness awakened, he has actually been there, but he has lost control of his body and is controlled by other personalities.

The ontological consciousness is like a bystander, it can see everything that is seen in the eyes of the self with different personalities, and what he does can even indirectly affect him.

Otherwise, why do you think Yan Xi would suddenly burst out and scrap the tangerine peel.

The only problem is that the proprioceptive consciousness cannot communicate with other consciousnesses, Yan Xi feels a little regretful, but he is already thinking about how to fuse all the consciousnesses together, and I believe that the results will be seen soon.

Yan Xi opened his eyes and frowned slightly, the air was filled with the smell of mixed alcohol and disinfectant that he didn't like.

"How did you end up in the hospital?"

He put his left hand on his right wrist, felt the even weak pulse, and his expression became solemn, "How can this body be so prostration?" ”

His eyes were slightly adapted to the darkness, Yan Xi saw that there was an infusion tube inserted in the back of her hand, she pulled it out decisively, and tried to move her body, her whole body ached.

It's just a blood bruise, take it with ginger and dandelion root boiled water, you can recover in a week, and you can take a pear petal at night to dispel the fire.

The reason for Yan Xi's solemnity is that the yin and yang of this body are extremely unharmonious, the yin is strong, and the yang is weak.

This imbalance of yin and yang is also manifested in the life of the couple, which is very fast, very short, and very soft, which is equivalent to a waste.

The most troublesome thing for Yan Xi is that this disease is extremely difficult to treat, and it needs to go through a long period of continuous conditioning to be effective.

Yan Xi struggled to sit up and looked around, the room was a collective ward, with many beds, and the beds were directly pulled up with curtains, much like a hospital during the war years.

Yan Xi's bed was next to the wall, and the remaining three sides were blocked by white curtains, and he carefully got out of bed, barefoot, intending to escape from here.

At this time, Yan Xi didn't know his identity as a felon, he just felt that he was sent to the hospital because he was sick, and now that he woke up, of course he wanted to leave and leave.

Yan Xi lifted the corner of the curtain, but there was no one outside, so he flashed and walked out, and when he reached the door, he heard the sound of a woman humming a song outside the door.

"What a backdrop!" Yan Xi cursed, retreated to the nearest bed attachment to the violent door, and carefully opened the corner of the curtain to observe.

Because he was walking backwards, he didn't pay attention, there was a man lying on the hospital bed, his eyes widened, staring at Yan Xi's back, but unfortunately his limbs were fixed, and his mouth was blocked, so he could only express his meaning by looking at him.

Through the gap, Yan Xi saw a nurse holding a tray pushing the door in, walking briskly, wearing wireless headphones, humming a song.

Yan Xi's position can only see a side face, plus the lighting is not good, I can't see clearly, the figure is average, and I can't see where I look good.

Yan Xi looked at her back, and as her position got closer and closer to the hospital bed she had fled from, Yan Xi left in a heartbeat, muttering in a low voice, don't carry it like this, don't look for me.

There were only two beds left, and the female nurse entered another bed, Yan Xi breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head and saw the person lying on the bed, he was staring at herself.

"We know each other?" Yan Xi asked suspiciously.

The man in the bed can't speak, if he can speak, he can't wait to bite this thing to death, you made me like this, you tell me now that you don't know me, on purpose.

This person is the tangerine peel who was hit hard in the lower body.

Yan Xi walked to Chen Pizi with his hands behind his back, looked at his face, a little pale, and looked at his eyelids, there were small white spots, there was inflammation in the body, and the situation was quite serious.

Yan Xi saw that Chen Pizi's stomach was covered with a towel quilt, lifted a corner and looked down, then put it down, and it was clear in her heart that it was a frustration in the soft tissues of the lower body, no wonder she needed to be tied up.

This disease is very easy to treat in traditional Chinese medicine, only acupuncture and moxibustion are needed to dredge the meridians, and a dog skin plaster is pasted to adsorb the blood congestion, and after three days, a blood blister is picked up, and it is good to disinfect and bandage.

But in Western medicine, this disease is very troublesome, almost incurable, you can't open this thing, release the bruises, and then suture it.

The current tangerine peel is just a simple fixation to prevent itself from being repaired crookedly and directly discarded.

Yan Xi was pacing back and forth on the side of the bed with one hand against his chin, thinking about what best to treat this person's injuries.

Considering that he was currently trying to escape from the hospital, he could only be treated in the fastest way.

"I can only use acupuncture, but it may hurt a little, you have to endure it." Yan Xi whispered, habitually touching the pocket of her coat, only to remember that she was wearing a hospital gown, not her own clothes, but there was a note inside.

Yan Xi took out the note and wrote: "Kill Chen Pizi, I can protect you." ”

Yan Xi thought it was a joke, so she threw it into a ball and threw it into the trash.

Chen Pizi saw his name written on the back of the paper, and quietly kept an eye on it.

The most critical issue with acupuncture is the need for needles. Yan Xi briefly looked at the bedside table, and there was nothing inside.

Suddenly a voice came from behind him, "Are you looking for a scalpel?" ”

Yan Xi didn't reply, "What are you looking for that thing, I'm looking for needles, the kind of fine needles used in acupuncture." ”

"No, I have a needle to sew clothes there, do you want it?"

Yan Xi turned her head in surprise, but saw the little nurse holding the plate, looking at her curiously.

Yan Xi didn't feel embarrassed, but she just failed to escape, and it was a big deal to wait for her illness to get better and go through the discharge procedures.

"What a broken hospital, there are no needles for Chinese medicine acupuncture, there will not even be a Chinese medicine outpatient clinic here."

The little nurse shook her head, "No, the doctors are often absent, and most of them are treating me." You were the one who came here yesterday afternoon and was dying, how could you be so fast? Say it! How exactly do you do that? ”

As the little nurse gradually approached, Yan Xi finally saw her face clearly, she looked so unique, how to describe it? said in Yue Yunpeng's cross talk: Feng Xiaogang has long hair, an ugly one.

Yan Xi stepped back a little and stood on tiptoe nervously, "The physique is special, maybe, can you please get the needle, I want to treat this person on the bed." ”

"Wait!" The little nurse said, handed the tray in her hand to Yan Xi, and left the ward quickly.

Yan Xi sighed comfortably, used Chen Pizi's body as a pillow, and half-leaned on the bed, "You said that if I cure you, your daughter-in-law can't stand to divorce you, will you hate me?" ”

Chen Pizi exhaled violently.

"Forget it, hate it, hate it, after all, there is no disease in the world that I can't cure, when the time comes, I will make an exception for your wife and open a gynecology clinic for a while, you can watch from the sidelines, how about it?"

Chen Pizi's face was a little dark.

Yan Xi smiled and rubbed his face, "What a naughty old guy!" ”