Chapter 132: The Past (2)
The huge hospital doesn't know whether it is to save electricity and money, or to save electricity and environmental protection, there are a lot of light bulbs, but there are not a few lights up, the whole hospital is dark, only a few limited places have faint lights leaking out, and it looks a little depressed and desolate in the huge black curtain. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
By night, it was already windy, and the wind was very strong, and the green trees in the hospital were rattling.
There is a light on the corridor on the fourth floor, which can only illuminate the middle section, and both ends of the corridor are dark, although it is not the kind of black that makes people unable to see the road, but there is always an eerie feeling, and it always feels like someone is following behind you when you walk here.
There was a nurse's station on the fourth floor, but no one was on duty, and the only room with a light was the room where Mrs. He lived.
"Grandma He, did Mr. He behave abnormally when he went out today?" After Jiang Yanran saw that Mrs. He's mood was stable, she had a conversation with an attitude of chatting between juniors and elders.
Mrs. He wiped her tears, thought about it, and said, "When Lao He went out, he was no different from usual, smiling." β
"Did he say anything?" Jiang Yanran asked.
Mrs. He recalled for a while before replying, "When he went out, he seemed to say something, I'll go to school for a walk." β
As if remembering something, Mrs. He sat up from the bed and said, "If there are some abnormal words, then there really is, Lao He has never been to school since he retired, and today he suddenly wants to go to school, do you think this is abnormal!" β
Jiang Yanran silently wrote down what Mrs. He said, but said: "Mr. He has lived in the school for most of his life, and he has a special affection for the school. β
Mrs. He's face showed a look of struggle, there was a sense of struggle that she wanted to say but didn't want to say, Liu Zigui and Jiang Yanran didn't urge, they waited quietly, and after a while, Mrs. He made up her mind to say it.
"Originally, these are some old things, and they shouldn't be brought out again, but it's about Lao He's life and death, I'll tell youγγγ"
Mrs. He hadn't finished speaking, and suddenly her eyes widened, as if she was about to fall out of her sockets, and she held her breath in her chest, and a hoarse sound came out of her throat.
"Grandma He, what's wrong with you, doctor, doctor, come on!" Jiang Yanran held Mrs. He, who was about to fall, and stroked her chest with one hand, while shouting for the doctor.
Liu Zigui felt a cold, a cold, the coldness fell on the skin, there was a feeling of being pricked by needles, there was a terrible ghost here!
Liu Zigui looked back at the window and a shadow flashed in the window, Liu Zigui frowned, knowing that it was the ghost, but Mrs. He was not in good condition now, and he couldn't chase it, now he had to take care of Mrs. He first, but he felt that Mr. He's death must be related to this ghost.
"I'm coming!"
Liu Zigui took Jiang Yanran's hand, carried the mana in his hand, kneaded it on Mrs. He's tendon and vein acupoints, and ventilated her into blood.
Jiang Yanran helped Mrs. He cover the quilt, pulled Liu Zigui aside, and asked, "What now?" β
Liu Zigui didn't tell Jiang Yanran about the ghost, thought about it and said, "I'm a little worried, I'll stay here at night!" β
Jiang Yanran thought about it, today the bureau arranged for her to accompany Mrs. He, and it would be better for Liu Zigui to stay.
At night, the two of them were lying on the bed next to them, Jiang Yanran pillowed Liu Zigui's arm, hugged him, and said softly: "Mr. He's death is definitely related to what Grandma He said!" β
"Well, I also think there's an absolute correlation between the two, but what the hell is it?" Liu Zigui asked.
"Being able to influence a person's feelings is a big deal, at least for the person concerned!" Jiang Yanran guessed.
Liu Zigui nodded, feeling that what Jiang Yanran said made sense, and said: "Since it is a big event, it will definitely be spread, what human beings are best at is to exaggerate a small thing into a big thing, and say a big thing into a bigger thing, and it will expand from one point to another." β
Jiang Yanran said: "Tiantai Middle School has not had any big news in recent years, and if there is anything, it is nothing more than who it is, and who has been admitted to what university, there is no negative news!" β
Liu Zigui said: "Then move the time forward a little bit!" β
Jiang Yanran thought for a while and said, "Further back is nothing more than the suicide of the couple thirteen years ago!" β
As soon as he spoke, there was a sudden gust of wind blowing in the closed room, which was cold, and the floor-to-ceiling curtains shook, Jiang Yanran and Jiang Mengyuan sat up from the bed and scanned the room vigilantly, but found nothing.
"Liu Zigui!" Jiang Yanran whispered.
Liu Zigui patted Jiang Yanran's back and said: "Sister Yanran, don't be afraid, this is a very normal phenomenon, all things have spirits, especially in situations like this, their inspiration is more sensitive, as long as they talk about their topics, they will have feelings, but the reaction is a little so big, it seems that this master is not simple!" β
Jiang Yanran whispered: "Liu Zigui, did you say that Mr. He's death was related to this matter!" β
Liu Zigui thought about it and felt that it was really possible, but Mr. He was his good friend, and it seemed a little inauthentic to talk about the rights and wrongs of a good friend behind the back of a good friend, he didn't want to say anything, and the two children who committed suicide were not a glorious thing, Liu Zigui didn't want to say more, shook his head, lay down again, and held Jiang Yanran in his arms.
There was nothing special at night as Liu Zigui imagined, not at all, but the wind outside was a little strong, blowing the plastic bag on the ground from the ground and sticking it to the glass of the window, like a human face.
Liu Zigui just kept watching, and after watching for more than an hour, Liu Zigui didn't move, and the plastic bag didn't move, although the wind outside was very strong, and he didn't blow it away, Liu Zigui felt a little weird.
Later, the bag was blown away by the wind, and Liu Zigui also fell asleep.
When I got up the next morning, it cooled down, the weather became colder, Liu Zigui and Jiang Yanran woke up almost at the same time, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, and after being intimate for a while, they got up from the bed.
As soon as he landed, Liu Zigui frowned, he felt that something was wrong, he felt a dead breath, a breath that belonged to a dead man.
"Not good!"
Liu Zigui hurriedly ran to Mrs. He and shouted, "Grandma He, Grandma Heγγγ"
Mrs. He didn't react, she reached out and wiped it, and found that she was out of breath and had passed away!
"What's going on, how can this be?" Jiang Yanran looked dazed.
Liu Zigui slammed his fist against the wall and said, "Damn, careless, careless, that plastic bag, that plastic bag must have asked." β
"What plastic bag?" Jiang Yanran asked. (To be continued.) )