The door of Nurse Lu's dormitory was open, and Mi Meng didn't hear Du Xiaoyue respond even after shouting a few times. Mi Meng is not in a hurry, the more anxious he is, the more panicked he is, and the more he panics, the more he wants to retreat. In the end, Mi Meng slapped himself in the face, crossed his heart when he mentioned his throat, and ran two steps into the dormitory.

Mi Meng quickly closed the door, and as soon as he turned around, he tripped under his feet, and fell forward unexpectedly. Although the fall was tragic, he didn't feel much pain, and Mi Meng turned over and got up to see that it was Officer Du Xiaoyue lying on the ground on all fours. Mi Meng hurriedly took a wet coat to help Du Xiaoyue cover her mouth and nose, and put her ears on her chest, only relieved when she heard that there was still a heartbeat. It's just that this relieved effort inadvertently inhaled a large puff of smoke, and immediately choked and coughed! Mi Meng felt that in addition to the smell of burnt and choking in the smoke, there was also a sweet and silky taste. Mi Meng's mind began to dizzy, and the things in front of him gradually became blurry and distorted, and he lost his strength......

In a trance, Mi Meng returned to the old house, he stretched and lay down on the bed, crossed his hands behind his head, and stared out the window at the rain and fog in the night. A breeze blows, bringing the fog from the window into the room. Mi Meng took a deep breath, but there was a disgusting burnt smell in his sense of smell, and when he raised his nose and sniffed it, the smell became stronger and stronger. Mi Meng sat up to look for the source of the smell, only to see clouds of smoke rising from the room. A spirit jumped out of bed, and before he could stand firmly, he felt that his feet were empty, and he fell down along with the furnishings in the room......

When Mi Meng was able to see things again, there was a bunk bed in front of him, and there was a person lying on the lower bunk. Two fingers of her left hand were pressed against her carotid artery. The person is not dead, and Mi Meng can feel a faint pulse.

This is also Nurse Lu's dormitory. Mi Meng has lost his memory again, and he doesn't know how long time has passed, and what is burning outside now? There were three people in the dormitory, and two of them were unconscious...... When Mi Meng was thinking about what to do next, his eyes unconsciously moved to the window, and then he involuntarily walked towards the window. Mi Meng instinctively wanted to control it, but he couldn't use his strength at all, and he couldn't even roll his eyes and move his fingers......

Mi Meng found that he could see, hear, smell, and feel, but his body's gestures and movements were out of his control. Mi Meng felt that he was very light, so light that he was about to float! It's as if I'm just a wisp of soul that dwells in someone else's body! This is much more scary than the ghost pressing the bed, and Mi Meng can't tell whether he is awake or dreaming......

Outside the window, there is a railing welded with iron bars the thickness of fingers, which cannot be crossed by adults, and only one person can be taken with you when you go out the same way. The temperature in the dormitory was rising, and he returned to the door, opened a crack in the door, and checked the fire outside. The moment the heat outside the door poured into the room, a cloud of flames floated in the hazy smoke in the room, and disappeared in the blink of an eye! He leaped back a few feet like a spring, quickly crouched down, and observed for a few seconds before standing up again.

He wrapped the coat that was still a little wet around Du Xiaoyue, picked up Du Xiaoyue, looked back at the person on the bed and walked out of the room. The boiling water room on the opposite side of the room was like the mouth of a lava monster, spitting out flames that burned everything. Flames snaked and spread across the roof of the corridor shed. The curtains of several nearby dormitories have been lit and are burning in a "hula-la" manner. He closed the door, lowered his head to protect Du Xiaoyue in front of his chest, and ran out of the dormitory building along the smoky, flame-filled corridor.

The crowd, including He Ning, suddenly gathered around and took Du Xiaoyue to rescue on the spot. Most of the people present were medical professionals, so Du Xiaoyue's life naturally didn't need to worry too much! While everyone's attention was still on Du Xiaoyue, he turned around and entered the dormitory building again.

Almost all the way with his eyes closed, holding his breath, he ran wildly to the door of Nurse Lu's dormitory. The door was already burning, and without hesitation, he kicked it open with his foot, and slumped into the room, heading straight for the bunk bed...... A scorching wave of air rushed towards him, and his hair and eyebrows were instantly scorched and bent. I saw a raging fire burning on the beds where people were still lying. He grabbed the futon from the opposite bed and covered it with the fire, but the fire was too big to suppress, and the person on the bed was already a charred corpse.

He slammed his fist on the bed frame, and Mi Meng could really feel the pain in his hands and the anger in his chest! The fire had already reached the roof of the room, and in the blink of an eye, the roof was engulfed in flames! The flames swirled and swirled with the air, and the wooden floors crackled under the licking of tongues of fire. From time to time, the burning oil drips, and the dripping on the body will immediately penetrate the clothes, and if you don't pat it vigorously, it will stick to the skin and continue to burn. The boiling heat above his head made his scalp hurt, and he had to lower his body. He must get out of here or his life will be lost. Almost crawling back to the door, he looked up into the hallway, and hurriedly backed away from it. With only a "boom" in his ears, the roof of the corridor finally collapsed unsupportively, blocking the doorway to form a wall of fire, blocking his only escape route.

Rolling continuously and hiding under the bed near the side of the bathroom, Mi Meng felt that the wall was still cold, indicating that the fire in the bathroom was not big. In contrast, there are fewer combustibles in the bathroom, and if you can escape to the bathroom, you may be able to save your life.

His thoughts coincided with that of Mi Meng, and he poked his head out from under the bed to observe the ceiling of the room. As you can see through the cracks in the roof that the brick wall extends under the floor on the second floor! He seemed to have known that this was the case, and he had to go up to the second floor and find a way to enter the bathroom from the second floor. Then there is one most fatal problem left, he needs to hold on until the roof of the room burns down on its own, and then there is room for him to pass!

He was prostrate on the ground, struggling to throw the bedding and other miscellaneous items into the hallway, so as not to burn up the temperature in the room and consume the precious oxygen in the room. Back under the bed, he covered his mouth and nose, but he couldn't stop the stench of the burnt corpse on the bed opposite. He pressed his back against the brick wall, closed his eyes and endured it, relying on the coolness on the wall, holding on to a trace of clarity in his heart, not allowing himself to faint. I don't know how long later, the roof of the room collapsed, and sparks, red-hot charcoal scattered in all directions.

When the time came to fight for his life, he quickly climbed out from under the bed, opened a suitcase and put it on his head, stepped on the steel tubular bed frame of the bunk bed, and jumped to the second floor.

Breaking through the wooden flute that had not yet burned out, he stood on the floor of the second floor. The layout of the second floor is different from that of the first floor, which is a large room similar to a reference room, with many wooden shelves more than one person high, burning violently. There were quite a few large holes in the floor, and there was one not far away. The location should be above the boiling water room, and even the roof with the bathroom next door has burned a gap. Looking down from the gap, you can see the cubicles in the bathroom, burned to the point that only the low brick walls remain! The gap was enough for him to pass through, but to avoid the smallly spaced burning shelves, and to reach the gap, he had to cross over the unroofed hallway. From the top of this brick wall, which is only one brick thick, jump accurately to the top of the opposite wall of the same thickness, and you can't stay, and immediately jump into the gap again. Because the boiling water room was the source of this fire, the fire is still fierce to this day.

He cautiously approached the hallway along the brick wall. Standing on the edge of the brick wall and looking down from above, Mi Meng couldn't help but feel a wave of dizziness, this corridor was like a flaming abyss more than three meters wide, as if it had an inexplicable attraction that made people want to jump down. As long as you jump, it will be a hundred, and the pain and suffering caused by the loss of memory Mi Meng is not willing to bear it for a moment, Mi Meng hopes to end it all now, Mi Meng is completely lost......

Suddenly, there was a heart-piercing pain on the tip of his tongue, and Mi Meng came to his senses, and found that he had bitten the tip of his tongue, and his body had jumped in the air, and then his feet stepped on the top of the wall opposite the corridor, but he did not step on it, and with a kick, he turned sideways and accurately fell into the gap in the roof of the bathroom.

The toilet is divided into two parts, the part near the boiling water room is the toilet, and the outside of the toilet is the washroom. He stumbled out of the toilet, covered in smoke, and the flames on the soles of his shoes were still burning. He threw himself into the sink, stuck his head under the faucet and opened his mouth to turn on the switch, hoping that water would come out, even a few drops, but not a single drop!

The bathroom space is relatively large, and there are no combustibles, the air quality is relatively good, but the temperature is very high, the door leading to the corridor is still on fire, and the roof is in danger of collapsing at any time. The windows on the south side of the bathroom, like those in the dormitory, were sealed with iron railings, and it was impossible to get out. A lot of people have gathered outside the building, and the fire truck has not yet arrived, so it should be that the transplanting of old locust trees has damaged the ground, and the fire truck cannot drive in.

He fell to the ground on his back, with countless abrasions, scalds, and burns all over his body, and the most serious was dehydration, his body was hot, and his throat was about to crack! These can be clearly felt.

After a short break, he began to knock and knock around in the bathroom. Finally, under the sink, on the ground near the corner, I found a trap door seventy or eighty centimeters square. The trap is covered with the same tiles as the floor, and even the splicing is cleverly matched, making it one with the ground, making it difficult to spot without careful observation. It's just that the flap door fits the ground tightly and can't be opened with bare hands. With some difficulty, he got up, staggered to the toilet, removed two bricks from the low wall of the toilet, and smashed the trapdoor desperately, ignoring the heat. The tiles on the flap were smashed, revealing the iron plate underneath, the edges of the iron plate were smashed up, and the flap was finally opened. A cold puff of damp steam poured out from under the trapdoor, and he fell headlong......