Chapter 7: A Miraculous Recovery (1)
At six o'clock in the morning, it was just dawn, and everything was still silent. Fei Yang listened to the snoring of his father sleeping on the sofa, and after counting the number of lambs, he opened his eyes helplessly. The night's insomnia had not made her haggard, and the surging and exhilarating adrenal hormones were still at work as she discovered the New World, and her face was ruddy and her eyes were bright.
After blinking her big eyes back and forth a few times, she finally couldn't hold it anymore, tiptoed up her upper body, and fixed it with a pillow. In the darkness, she faced the room, closed her eyes, and happily walked through the white energy masses of high and low, large and small; She tried to move, any white flares she could reach, but they were either too heavy or too large. Eventually, she locked onto a roll of toilet paper on the TV stand across the bed.
"It's paper again, is this a relationship with paper? Paper is paper! Who made it the lightest? Fei Yang muttered in his heart.
Unfortunately, even the roll didn't give much face, she tried several times, and only made it bounce twice. "If you can't move the whole circle, I'll give you a 'countryside surrounding the city'!" She muttered softly. With her "incantation", one end of the roll slowly rises from the outer layer, little by little, twisting and spinning like a growing violet vine, slowly extending into the space above the TV stand. Fei Yang closed his eyes and danced more and more rolls of paper, completely unaware that at this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open with a 'squeak'.
And thenβ
A high-frequency, terrifying, heart-rending cry, accompanied by a frenzied, stumbling sound, made the eighteenth floor instantly irritable...
This morning, Fei Yang was curled up in the quilt and biting the horns of the quilt, with a guilty body and trembling. It wasn't until almost ten o'clock in the morning that the sound of hurried footsteps, the shuttle of various equipment carts, the angry cursing from one room to another, and the frequent apologies of the little nurses finally stopped. An Ran, who came back from outside to inquire about the news, closed the door and looked at Fei Yang reproachfully: "It's okay, fortunately!" There was nothing serious, the old cadres in the wards were just high blood pressure, and there was no major problem. β
As he spoke, the sound of a noisy group of footsteps came from the hallway again. An Ran glared at Fei Yang solemnly, and said hurriedly: "Remember, you must say that you don't know anything!" If you don't want to be caught researching, don't say anything! Do you understand? β
Fei Yang nodded frequently like a kitten in panic.
The dean, who was wearing Armani's black and gray trousers, walked into Feiyang's hospital room surrounded by a group of white coats. He glanced at Fei Yang and the two girls, ignored them, and turned to face the doctors and nurses who were pouring in with him. Supporting his waist with one hand, and facing the group of men who were huddled together with the other, he pointed angrily: "Say it! What's going on here? Who exactly? Stand up for me?! β
A new, dark-skinned nurse in her early twenties shuddered from the crowd. She glanced fearfully at the dean, then at the white, gilt-rimmed TV cabinet, and finally she chose to move closer to the TV cabinet. She spoke Mandarin with a country accent: "Dean! I'm not lying! I really saw it. The little nurse pointed to the position above the TV cabinet, her aggrieved nose and eyes were crimson: "A red-clothed female ghost with a cloak of hair, she is still carrying the old elder's white cloth in her hand, dancing here!" The belt turned and turnedββ, like the old coarse spider silk, and I looked inside along the spider silk, oh yes! - Do you know what I saw? β
"What!?" There was a commotion in the crowd, some people were afraid, and some people were afraid that the world would not be chaotic.
"What kind of white cloth is that, that's the tongue that came out of her mouth! Old elder, pounce on me like coarse spider silk! β
"Ahh β" Several young nurses screamed with their faces in their hands, and the head nurse also turned blue.
"Smack!" The dean's hand slammed through the sky, and a palm slapped on the iron railing at the end of Feiyang's bed, making the bed rattle, "Shut up!" The crowd fell silent.
"The female ghost in red? Spider Spirit? Fei Yang also complained in his heart: "Second Ao! How many levels has the version been upgraded? β
"You! You! You! And you guys! I don't like to criticize people in public, especially a young girl like you. However, we are all Marxist-Leninist atheists, and in our work, we must not only uphold Marxist atheism, but also actively propagate Marxist atheism and popularize the basic viewpoints of dialectical materialism. Popularize scientific and cultural knowledge. We should help and guide people to draw a clear line between materialism and idealism, between atheism and theism, between science and superstition, between civilization and ignorance, and so that the broad masses of the people and Communist Party members can fully understand the truth of the proposition that "Communist Party members should be thoroughly atheists." Little comrade! ββ" The dean said earnestly: "You have also received more than ten years of materialist education, why don't you have any ideological consciousness at all?" Can you talk such nonsense, believe this? How can there be a little medical worker, the quality it should have! Look at you, what a bad impact you have caused! The dean's hand left the railing and began to slide through the air again. This morning, my phone was almost over! The leaders of the city personally asked: What is going on? O comrades! It's a high-level guy who lives here! You are all the backbone of our carefully selected business! How could such a thing happen? β
Under the majestic gaze of the dean, more than a dozen doctors and nurses crowded in the cramped ward were silent. The little nurse was in tears, aggrieved and stubborn and muttered in a low voice: "I saw it!" β
The dean ignored her: "The morning is the peak period of hospital diagnosis and treatment, but this morning the doctors of the cardiology department and the ICU have rushed to the eighteenth floor, how many patients will be delayed, and how much profit will the hospital be delayed?" The dean paused: "Medical Director! β
A short and fat man, hurriedly stepped forward.
"The old cadre department stopped paying bonuses and platform fees for the first quarter as compensation for the losses caused to the hospital."
The crowd erupted en masse again. Fei Yang had heard Wen Xuan say that the dean liked to deduct people's money, and she couldn't hold back the guilt anymore, so she half stood up and whispered, "Dean, I also saw it." There is really a shadow of a white flower. β
As soon as this remark came out, it was immediately responded to by several other nurses.
"I've seen it before, but I'm so determined that I didn't dare to scream."
"But no, in this ward, there was a national gymnast who lived in the room before, didn't that girl die later?"
"Yes, that white cloth dances like a rhythmic gymnastics band."
"Dean! There's something I have to report! The head nurse touched her wallet and whispered in the crowd, "A strange thing happened the day before yesterday." She looked at the dean, and when she saw that the dean did not stop her, she continued: "The afternoon before yesterdayβ" She pointed to An Ran: "Her mother is not there, there is only one patient in the ward, and it is still clean when I make rounds at noon." But after a while, the ward was full of confetti, flower petals, and colorful gift tapes hanging on the infusion hook and chandelier. I asked the girl what was going on, and she said she didn't know. You know this girl can't get up, I checked the ward, the bathroom, and even ran to the corridor to take a look, but I didn't even find a figure. I didn't help her clean up in order to catch that naughty egg, I wanted her mom to come back and clean her up, do you know what happened? β
"How?"
"As a result, the ward was cleaned up by itself before her mother returned! I came in and took a look, and the floor and table were clean. I was at the nurse's station all afternoon, and I could see if anyone was in or out of this room, but the corridor was surprisingly quiet that afternoon, even a little scary..."
The experience of the head nurse made more people exclaim: "Oh my God, it can't be that female ghost!" β
"Don't do thisβ" Fei Yang muttered to himself, "I'm just cleaning up after myself, and that's what you guys are." Don't be obsessed with sister, sister is just a legend..."
"Enough!" These mutters were interrupted by the dean's lion roar: "Have you watched too many horror movies?" You nurses, you don't learn for a day! Just know that Pu Feng catches shadows! Sling the bull! The chief of medical affairs will write down the names of these people, and you will have a meeting to organize a study, study, study, and see how to deal with it..."
The dean gushed as his stiff, pale face flushed, and fine sweat oozed from his forehead. He slipped his hands into his trouser pockets, searching for tissues and trying to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Suddenly, a "poof" sound came from the dean's buttocks, which was both like the sound of a rag being torn and more like a loud "fart". Everyone was stunned for a few seconds, and a burst of uncontrollable laughter came from behind the dean. The dean turned angrily and glared at the doctors and nurses behind him who were laughing, and then the doctors and nurses who had been in front of him but were now behind him burst into laughter. This raised, maniacal laugh almost burst the room.
The medical director standing beside the dean quickly took off the white coat he was wearing, forced a smile, and draped his clothes behind the dean with trembling hands, he leaned close to the dean's ear and said, "Dean, crotch..."
The dean hurriedly reached out and touched it back, only to understand what had happened. He thought everyone was laughing at the "fart", but the real reason was that his Armani was torn almost all the way from his hips to the crotch of his pants, revealing the red skinny shorts with flowers inside. The dean's face turned red and purple, and he was gloomy and about to wring out the water. His eyes were murderous, and he glared at everyone with cold, vicious anger, like a defeated but unyielding rooster. It worked, his eyes were like a fire extinguisher, and he quickly extinguished the laughter wherever he could. However, there was only one place, which was not within the control of his magic.
Originally, among the laughter, the loudest and most tense was Feiyang. Although she was paralyzed in bed and couldn't move her feet, this did not affect her at all, and she fully interpreted the meaning of the phrase "laughing and dancing". She smiled so wildly and unbridled that she didn't feel the air around her suddenly freeze. An Ran quickly stepped forward and twisted Fei Yang's arm, and then she saw the dean's eyes that almost tore her apart. However, it was too late, and the dean snorted coldly: "The recovery is good!" So full of air! βγ He looked around at everyone and then left the room in a murderous manner.
After everyone left, An Ran questioned Fei Yang with the same fiery eyes: "This is your masterpiece, isn't it?" β
Fei Yang, who was hiding in the quilt, only showed half of his face, and his two eyes were still excited like two bright crystal bulbs. She fluttered her long eyelashes and made a cry like a ragdoll cat, selling cuteness and begging for mercy to An Ran.
An Ran was angry and funny: "Are you still young?" It's almost 17, and you're still here? β
"Uh-" she pretended to be weak and pitiful, "in front of my mother, I will always be only 3 years old." Huhβ"
Seeing An Ran's face gradually soften, she said cautiously: "Originally, I just wanted to pull his pants and scare him, so that he wouldn't deduct everyone's money." Unexpectedly, he just put his hand in his trouser pocket, and the two of them used force at the same time to tear the crotch of their pants. But honestly, how could he wear saffron shorts, hahaha...... Crack someone up! β
Fei Yang's trick really played a role later. In those days, there were rumors in the hospital that it was the female ghost who was taking revenge on the dean and tearing the dean's pants. I don't know if these rumors played a role, and the dean finally did not deduct the bonus of the old cadre on the eighteenth floor