I handed the stethoscope to Zhang Bin: "If it's yours, put it away, why did it fall to the ground?" ”

If Zhang Bin is really a doctor, he will habitually hang it around his neck after taking over the stethoscope. So I also stethoscope is fake. It is true to tempt him.

Sure enough, Zhang Bin pulled the scarf and hung up the stethoscope. I saw the face under the scarf, it was indeed Zhang Bin's, and it was different from the person just now.

That's when I was relieved. said, "Let's go." Immediately, I cautiously asked, "There is no danger on this trip, right?" ”

Zhang Bin still has the same wooden tone: "Why is there danger? ”

I relaxed a little and said, "I'm just asking, let's go." ”

Zhang Bin led the way in front, and the two of us walked slowly forward in the dark. Brother Zhenlong.

The snow is getting heavier and colder. My feet creaked against the snow.

Listening to this voice, I couldn't help but think of when I was in college, Xue Qian and I came back from an Internet café all night. The two of them were dazed and walked back through the snow. Suddenly, Xue Qian's footsteps disappeared. I was startled and looked back for a section to find that he had fallen into the sewer......

When I thought of this, I just wanted to laugh twice. Suddenly, my brain was excited: Something is wrong, why is the footsteps only my own?

I hurriedly raised my head and saw Zhang Bin still walking slowly in front of me. It walked very calmly, and there was no difference from before.

I put the big knife on my chest, and then cautiously shouted: "Zhang Bin? ”

He immediately stopped and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

I pointed to my feet: "Why don't you have your footprints on the snow?" ”

Zhang Bin scratched his head and said suspiciously: "Yes, what about my footprints?" Brother Zhao, have you seen my footprints? ”

I didn't think about it. Directly threw the big knife as a hidden weapon. The big knife was already heavy, and with the scabbard outside, it had to be at least ten catties. The big knife smashed on Zhang Bin's body. He groaned and seemed to be in pain. Immediately afterward, a gust of wind blew up a large cloud of snow that captivated my eyes.

I took two steps back. I thought to myself: This is too similar to the scene just now.

Wait for the wind to stop. I found the street empty, and I was alone. And Zhang Bin didn't know where to go.

I listened with my ears pricked up for a moment. There was nothing unusual except for the sound of the wind and branches being crushed by the snow.

I wondered, "Could it be that this kid was smashed by me and his soul was scattered?" ”

I slowly walked over to the broadsword and bent down to pick it up. That's when I noticed that there was a piece of paper pressed under the blade. The paper was lying in the snow, half buried by the snow.

I leaned down and pulled the paper out. It turned out to be exactly that picture. Zhang Bin in the center of the painting is still struggling to crawl outward, trying to escape.

I pinched the picture and ran out of ideas for a while.

What I saw just now must be a ghost. Could it be that Zhang Bin is hidden in the painting?

At this time, I heard a rooster crow from the village in the distance: it was dawn.

After dawn, there is nothing the imp can do. I put my mind at ease and walked back with the piece of paper in my hand.

I had just taken a step and felt something in the snow. Coldly grabbed my feet and neck.

I was startled, and without thinking about it, I turned around and slashed at the big knife.

The big knife smashed on the road with a muffled thud. But nothing was found.

I made a few scratches on the ground with the tip of my knife and found that it was a stethoscope with a rubber tube wrapped around my foot and neck. I guess I guess I hooked it on my toes when I walked back just now.

I thought about it for a moment and picked up the stethoscope with a broadsword. Then walked towards Xue Qian's house.

On such a snowy day, the cold air blows on me, and my mind is exceptionally clear. I know that I can't solve this matter by myself, and I have to go to Mr. Lu.

Xue Qian's house was not far from the empty house, and after ten minutes or so, I walked to the gate of their house.

The iron door was cold, and when I knocked twice, I felt a little cold and painful in my fingers. But there was no one inside. In desperation, I began to kick the door, and the iron door was kicked by me, and the sound was continuous, but it was like this, and no one paid attention to me.

I felt unhappy for a while: Could it be that because it was cold, you were too lazy to get up and open the door for me?

At this time, there was the sound of an engine behind me, and I turned around and saw that the vegetable farmers had come to catch the morning market again.

I've met these farmers several times. I remember them, but I don't know if they remember me.

They're coming. I hurriedly stood in the middle of the road and stretched out my arms to stop the car.

The middle-aged man who drove the tricycle was obviously startled and hurriedly stepped on the brakes, but I forgot one thing, it was snowing heavily today, and the tricycle slid a little and still crashed into me.

The shape was in danger, and I didn't think much about it, so I fell to the side with a big knife. I slammed down on the side of the road and avoided the tricycle.

Now, even if I don't stop the car, the owner of the car will have to stop and settle accounts with me.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man in the car walked down. Unexpectedly, he looked nervous and asked me, "Are you okay?" ”

I patted the snow on my body: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm sorry for you." ”

The middle-aged man also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, you're scared me to death, I thought I was going to have a lawsuit." ”

I relieved myself and said my true purpose: "Did you bring your phone?" Borrow it from me? ”

The middle-aged man gave me a strange look, but still took out his phone.

I took my phone and dialed Xue Qian's number. I stayed at Xue Qian's house for so long, and I finally memorized his mobile phone number.

I waited for a long time before Xue Qian answered the phone and asked me, "Lao Zhao, what's the matter?" ”

I asked, "Where are you?" Why don't you open the door for me? I'm at your doorstep. ”

Xue Qian sniffed, and her voice was a little lazy: "There is no one at home, all of them have entered the hospital." ”

I was taken aback: "What's going on?" Is something wrong? ”

There was a squirming sound from Xue Qian's side, as if she had just wiped her nose: "It's okay, isn't it snowing heavily?" If I didn't pay attention, I caught a cold. All three of us were infected. ”

I asked, "Mr. Lu is also infected?" ”

Xue Qian said: "Yes, in the hospital, you can come to the hospital." ”

I hung up the phone, thanked the vegetable farmer, turned around and walked towards the hospital.

When I was on the road, I kept muttering in my heart: "Mr. Lu boasted about himself, I always thought that even if his Taoism was not invincible in the world, at least he could prolong his life, but I didn't expect that he couldn't even resist a cold." ”

I walked on the main road for a long time and never saw an empty taxi. A few cars beckoned to me, but by this time I was already at the hospital.

As I walked down the hall, someone called me.

I turned my head and saw that it was Xue Qian. He walked with a limp, presumably just after an injection.

I asked him, "What about people?" Where are they? ”

Xue Qian pointed to a big room: "It's all inside." ”

I walked in and took a look. Mr. Lu and Aunt Xue sat in a corner. The two of them were on an infusion, both looking tired.

I sat down and said hello to them.

Aunt Xue chatted with us for a few words, and then asked the nurse to pull out the needle. Her symptoms were mild and she was able to go home. But Mr. Lu can't, it seems to be burned a little confused.

We discussed it and arranged for Mr. Lu to be hospitalized.

Aunt Xue said to us: "I'm fine, you two stay here, look at Mr. Lu." ”

We sent Aunt Xue to the door and came back.

Xue Qian asked me, "What's the matter?" It's not dawn yet, why are you here? ”

I sighed and said, "Don't mention it, I'm in trouble." I came to Mr. Lu for help. ”

Xue Qian shook her head slightly: "I look at him now, I'm afraid I won't be able to save your life." ”

When we walked to the ward, we saw a doctor examining Mr. Lui. As he wrote in his medical notebook, he said to us, "Has he had a serious illness recently?" ”

I thought about it for a moment and said, "I've been hungry for months, skinny skinny and bones, count?" ”

In fact, Mr. Lu is not fat at this time, but he is much better than ten days ago. The doctor nodded: "He hasn't fully recovered yet, and he drank again last night." It was blown by a cold wind at night, so it burned up. But it's not a big deal, just stay in the hospital for two days and recuperate. Pay attention to your diet in the future. ”