This cotton sheet is a little thick, and the warmth is still barely enough.

Don't think about tearing up or something, TV series or anything is a lie. Without specialized tools, it is particularly difficult to cut.

Jiang Wuche picked the razor blade almost one by one. It's only half of the picking, and it's already almost crazy.

But in the end, I can only continue to grind patiently.

When he finally got it done, he tied a knot between the two strips of cloth, found a stable position in the window, and lowered down.

"Whew!" As soon as Jiang Wuche landed, he shivered in the cold wind while tearing off the strips of cloth from the quilt with skills and draped them on his body.

I'm about to freeze into a dog, and I don't want anything about it.

Jiang Wuche looked around and found that the seats that had been filled with fourteen people when he came were empty, with only a layer of white snow accumulated.

The gates that suddenly disappeared into walls have also appeared.

Jiang Wuche stood at the door, looking out of the door, gray and gray.

It was as if some terrible monster was calling out to him, giving him a chill.

Jiang Wuche stood for a moment, hesitating, whether to leave or continue to stay here.

What are you doing here? Waiting to be frozen into a dog?

He suddenly sneered in his heart, as if mocking his fear.

Jiang Wuche tore off the funny sheets draped over his body and strode towards the door.

Entering the gray mist, Jiang Wuche only felt that the light around him was strange, as if thousands of colors had flashed.

One person, one thing passed by his eyes. It feels like it's within reach.

But he didn't try to touch it, he just felt a little bored.

When he opened his eyes again, he was greeted by the somewhat whitening walls of the hospital.

Jiang Wuche struggled to get up from the hospital bed. But this time it was really empty, and I struggled for a long time and didn't get up.

Looking at the intravenous indwelling needle on the arm, the edge of the membrane used to fix it has been stained with dirty edges, and it looks like it hasn't been replaced in a while.

Now that he is not in the infusion, Jiang Wuche began to think about life.

It turned out to be a single room. I don't know how much it will cost......

So what's going on now?

Jiang Wuche only felt a dizziness in his brain, and the pain was terrible.

Now lying in the hospital, what kind of script is it?

He remembered as if he had just gone out to meet a client, then looked at his phone while riding the subway, and then walked through a gate shivering in the cold wind.

These incoherent images slipped through his mind, making Jiang Wuche almost crazy.

"There's a problem with my memory." He judged with great conviction.

Jiang Wuche reluctantly stretched out his hand, wanting to press the button that hung on the hospital bed to call the doctor.

But I hooked it with my hand for a long time, but I didn't get it.

So what exactly is this button used for in hospitals?

This is too difficult for patients!

After a long time, Jiang Wuche still didn't succeed in pressing the call button, and the nurse who came to continue to hang up a bottle of infusion for him had already felt it first.

"This patient, you're awake!" Her tone was full of surprise.

Jiang Wuche wanted to speak, but found that his sore throat was so dry that it seemed to be about to smoke, and he couldn't make any sound at all.

A patient like Miss Nurse had already foreseen a lot, and after hanging salt water on him very skillfully, she said, "I'll go and inform your family." ”