The old doctor was in a hurry, not knowing where to go. When he heard me say this, he immediately stopped and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

I pointed to my shoulder: "I have a wound here, it's been a week, and it's still bleeding. I came to the hospital to get my wound dressed. ”

The old doctor asked me to unbuckle the two buttons, looked at the bandages on my shoulders, and sighed vigorously: "Who wrapped this around you?" Is this making zongzi? ”

Then he shook his head again: "However, no matter how badly bandaged, this bleeding should also stop, you will have something to do sooner or later if you bleed like this every day." Don't be careless, young man, come with me to check it out. ”

I looked at him warily, "I've heard that you guys are doing this." Even if a cold patient comes, he can't wait to check his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys. I'm afraid I don't have enough money with me today. ”

The old doctor was a little embarrassed when he heard this, he smiled and said, "Where did you hear all these rumors?" Let's go, the two of us are acquaintances, and we won't take your money today. ”

After a check-up, I found that the old doctor had a very high status in the hospital. It's no wonder that looking at his age, he can be regarded as an old-timer.

After my wound was bandaged, the old doctor asked me a little sternly: "Young man, tell me honestly, how did your wound go?" ”

I hesitated, then honestly said, "Ghost bites." ”

The old doctor was stunned for a moment, and stared at me as if he were trying to tell if I was teasing him or not. I had no choice but to nod and say seriously, "It's really a ghost bite." ”

With the experience of the last ghost fetus, the old doctor finally accepted the statement that I often deal with ghosts. He said repeatedly: "It turned out to be a ghost bite." Are ghost teeth like this? Hehe, I've been an eye-opener in my life. ”

I asked curiously, "Is there anything special about this wound?" ”

The old doctor thought for a moment and said, "You don't have any toxins on your body, and your wounds are not infected, and the reason why they haven't healed until now is that they are constantly being torn open." But the fracture was smooth, as if it had been cut with a scalpel. If this wound is really a ghost bite. His teeth are very sharp. ”

Thinking about how to make bait and catch ghosts at night, I couldn't help but be upset when I heard what the old doctor said. I sighed and said, "What, doctor, I really won't pay for today's medical expenses." ”

The old doctor smiled and waved his hand: "No need to give money. But......" He retracted his smile and replaced it with a somewhat mysterious expression: "But, have time to go to our house to sit?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, and then I realized: "You are old, what happened to you?" ”

The old doctor shook his head and said, "I haven't met yet, but I'm studying medicine." I'll tell you the truth, I've met a lot of things that can't be solved by medicine. So I want to make you this friend. If you can save a life one day, you can be considered worthy of the white coat on your body. ”

When I heard this, I couldn't help but be in awe. He nodded solemnly to the old doctor, and then took his leave.

All afternoon, I sat with Xue Qian in the empty house.

In the evening, I went to the supermarket to buy a pack of candles and buy some food. But I couldn't eat anything. I lay down in bed early. Xue Qian, on the other hand, hid under the bed with a big knife.

The candlelight kept jumping in the darkness, and there was a large shadow on the wall, which also swayed back and forth. I stared, I couldn't really fall asleep.

I couldn't help but whisper, "Old Xue, how are you?" ”

But Xue Qian didn't say a word. It was then that I remembered that he had corpse teeth and could not speak, and if he leaked his anger and let the ghost perceive it, all our plans for the night would be revealed.

I had to lie straight on the bed. This posture always reminds me of Shibajirai.

I don't know how long it took, but the ghost never came. And outside the door, I began to think of the whining wind. I tossed and turned on the bed, tossed and turned for a while, got up and started burning paper.

The paper money turned to ashes one by one in the brazier, and I whispered, "This ghost brother, I don't know who you are." We have something to say, and there is no grudge that we can't get over. If you like this empty house, I won't have a problem giving it to you. ”

I burned for a while, feeling more and more eerie, I don't know if it was psychological, and a cold air began to spread around my body.

I shivered and hid in bed. Wrapped up in the quilt tightly and lay down again.

The candle's flame was still jumping. I stared at the magnified shadow on the wall, which was magnified many times, and a trace of fear welled up in my heart.

I have a feeling. It's already here. I don't know where it is, but I know it's nearby.

Suddenly, I heard a heavy, crunching sound in the room. The sound was so real, it was definitely not my hallucination. My scalp tingled with fear.

I didn't dare move, and I squinted my eyes to see where the sound was coming from.

At this time, I suddenly noticed that the shadow on the opposite wall was very wrong.

The originally black, mountain-like shadow, galloping and jumping. It became like a black flame, and in the midst of it, something black, bulky, was put down and picked up again, with a heavy thud.

My mind was a little puzzled: "Is this striking iron?" ”

I knew in my heart that this was a vision that the ghost had made me see, but I couldn't take my eyes off it. I tried to turn my head, only to realize that my body was no longer moving.

My heart sank: Oh no, ghost press bed.

At this point, I couldn't even close my eyes. I stared at the fire, and gradually, the black flame turned red. And, it's getting closer and closer to me.

I panicked: "What's going on?" How did the flames come to me? "I tried my best to shout and remind Xue Qian to come out quickly and save me.

However, I used all my strength to get out of my throat with a grunting sound that resembled the gasping of a dying person. I desperately thought, is it possible that people are like me when they are dying, struggling so violently, trying to fight against fate, but they can't do anything?

Xue Qian never moved. I was annoyed in my heart, there were flames outside, and there was a sound of beating, why didn't this kid come out? Are you already asleep?

I didn't curse him for long. And the fire burned upon me. I felt the flames creep through the pores around me like thousands of poisonous snakes.

I felt like my skin had been burned off, and my internal organs had been boiled and scorched. After that, I was in so much pain that I lost my mind.

I don't know how long it took, but the pain in my body disappeared little by little. Gradually, I was able to feel the world around me again.

I breathed a sigh of relief and thought to myself: Did that ghost let me go?

When I opened my eyes, I was horrified to find that I was lying in a ball of flames, and then a large iron tong caught me.

Before I could figure out what was going on, a behemoth suddenly appeared above my head, and it smashed down on me at a great speed. I want to escape, but where can I escape?

I heard a thunderclap ringing in my ears. Then, I felt my body be smashed and bent in an arc. Immediately afterward, I was caught and flipped over, and there was another loud bang.

I looked around, and I saw the empty house, and saw a man lying on a broken bed, with his eyes wide open, and he looked like he was dead. Isn't that me?

I understood it all, I still got hit. The ghost hooked my soul out, and somehow put it into the shadow on the wall.

The shadows jumping on the walls turned into a raging fire, and my soul attached to the piece of iron.

I don't know how long I was beaten, but I felt like someone was being taken out and quickly immersed in cold water.

I felt my skin chapped inch by inch, and my body, which had been burned red and soft, was rapidly becoming hard. I was so hurt that I wanted to scream, but I couldn't make any sound.

I was cast into a knife.

I felt a hand grasp me and slammed into an iron plate. My body shook violently, and a corner of the iron plate fell off.

At this time, a feminine voice said with a sly smile: "Casting a knife with a soul, it is really sharp." ”