In the morning, Qi Luoling woke up and looked at the ceiling in a daze. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 InfoEver since she knew that she was not long before she died, she was extremely reluctant to wake up from her slumber, she wished to sleep forever, or even die in her slumber. In this way, there is no need to face the pain, anxiety and despair of waking up.

But when the biological clock came as promised, she had to wake up again to face a new day, a cruel day. Today is the third day, and there are two days left until the time to die. Her mind will be flooded with real questions again, where does that painting lead her? What clues can you give her? Do you have to go to Korea to find the original painting in order to find the third movement of the demonic music? Countless question marks made her have a splitting headache.

Qi Luoling got up, had breakfast, and prepared to go for a walk in the nearby streets.

Walking along a secluded road, at the end of the road, Qi Luoling saw a small hill.

On the level ground in the middle of the hill are several housing complexes. The complex is in the Baroque style. The main building is a three-storey wing-shaped white building, and the outbuildings are three two-story brown houses. The building is surrounded by green lawns and leafy trees. There are many dark yellow wooden chairs under the trees, and patients in blue hospital gowns sit sparsely on the chairs.

Qi Luoling walked around the white fence to the entrance of the building, and the name of the hospital was written on the door. She walked inside, following a path that led to the building, into the first floor of the main building.

The first floor of the main building is dimly lit, and there is a small space at the entrance that is an office. On the left and right sides is a deep cloister, and on the walls of the cloister is a portrait of the Virgin Mary holding the Son.

The office door was open, and a middle-aged man in a white uniform was writing something at his desk.

Qi Luoling walked out of the door and knocked lightly. The middle-aged man stopped the pen in his hand and looked up at her. He was about forty years old, with brown skin and brown hair interspersed with strands of gray hair.

"Please come in, hello, miss, is there anything I can help me with?" The middle-aged man said politely.

"Hello, my name is Qi Luoling, I want to come to ......" Before Qi Luoling could finish speaking, the middle-aged man interrupted her words.

"Wait, can you repeat your name?"

"My name is Qi Luoling."

The middle-aged man's expression seemed to be a little weird, and he hurriedly asked again, "Where are you from?" ”

Qi Luoling felt a little strange, but still replied, "I'm from Shanghai, China. ”

After listening to her answer, the middle-aged man stood up, shook her hand excitedly and said, "I've finally waited for you, Miss Qi." I am the director of this hospital, and I have been waiting for you here for twenty-four years. ”

"What? I didn't understand what you meant. Qi Luoling was a little inexplicable.

"Didn't you come to her?" The middle-aged man asked suspiciously.

"Who is she?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know her name either. All I know is that she is my savior. ”

Looking at Qi Luoling's blank expression, the middle-aged man said, "Let's talk while walking, she is on the fourth floor." I'll take you to see her. ”

Qi Luoling followed the middle-aged man to the wooden staircase and stepped upstairs.

"Twenty-four years ago, when I was twenty years old, I was very young. You should know that in the nineties the whole world was in turmoil. Seeing that you are so young, maybe you were young at that time and did not know the world pattern at that time. At that time, Eastern Europe and the Soviet Union underwent drastic changes and turmoil, and the turn of the old and new centuries arrived. All kinds of ideological trends in the world are violently shaken, all kinds of extremism have emerged, and anger, anxiety and noise are in the air. At that time, I was instigated by extremists to strayed into an extremist religious sect and became a member of the pagan religion. ”

"And then?"

"Because of the differences of faith, there have been brutal killings between religious sects. At that time, the assailants of another faction were preparing to assassinate me. She stopped her at this critical moment. Although I was not injured, she fell down the stairs and is still unconscious. If it weren't for her, I would have lost my life and disappeared into this world. After this happened, I tried to break away from that religious cult and use my parents' legacy to buy the hospital. I put her in this hospital, give her the best room, the best care, and hope that she will wake up. ”

"In the past twenty-four years, she has not regained consciousness?"

"Yes."

"Then how did you know I was coming to this hospital?"

"It's a bit bizarre to say. Before she fell into a coma, she told me that twenty-four years later, a Chinese woman named Qi Luoling would come looking for her, and she hoped that I would agree to bring the Chinese woman to see her. I thought it was very strange at the time, how could she have predicted what would happen twenty-four years from now? Maybe it's brain-damaged gibberish. But today, when I heard your name, I felt very excited, it was incredible. You're the Chinese woman she spoke of."

Qi Luoling was silent and did not speak.

"Are you sure you don't know her, though?"

Qi Luoling shook her head.

"Maybe you've seen her face, maybe you'll remember who she is."

"I hope so."

"There's one more thing I have to tell you."

"What's the matter?"

"At the time, she was five months pregnant before her brain injury, and when she fell down the stairs, she didn't have a miscarriage."

"What? Could it be that she gave birth to a child in a coma? ”

"No, no, although she lost consciousness, didn't breathe on her own, didn't have a heartbeat on her own, she didn't die. It was as if every cell, every tissue, including the fetus in her womb, was in a deep sleep. Although the fetus stopped growing and was still at the level of development at the fifth month of that year, it did not die. “