The last time he was thrown into the dream, Xiao Hei was still wrapped around his arm, but after entering the dream, he disappeared, so this time Zhou Yu held Xiao Hei's body and the Shadow Demon's wrist before entering, Xiao Hei didn't grasp it tightly, so as not to strain it, but grabbed the Shadow Demon's wrist to death.

He could already crush the hardest walnuts with his little finger and ring finger, and his grip was so strong that the Shadow Fiend looked at him with wide eyes and amazement, but after entering the dream, they still disappeared.

The eyelids were peeled open, and Zhou Yu saw the dim light, and a strange face leaning towards him, this face had two large, round black eyes, dark brown complexion, and a pointed and long silver pointed mouth, which looked a little familiar.

He was so frightened that he tried to push the monster away, but he found that he couldn't move, his arms folded on his chest, obviously wearing a restraint suit, and not only that, but the whole person was also tied to a small bed, unable to move.

As soon as Zhou Yu struggled, the "monster" was also startled, exclaimed, and suddenly stood up and took a few steps back, almost falling to the ground.

The scream was very dull, but it was indeed a human sound, and Zhou Yu craned his neck to see that the "monster" was just a person wearing a mask and a black robe.

"Plague doctor?" He reflected on why the mask looked familiar, it was one of the hallmarks of the Medieval Plague Doctor.

The plague doctor is a doctor who isolated patients from contact during the Black Death outbreak in the Middle Ages, wearing a bird's beak mask, wearing a black robe, and holding a tree branch, often appearing in movies, animations, and games.

11 Still in his hands, he tied the sleeves of his restraint shirt tightly, and as long as he clenched his fist and threw out his armsword, he could easily break free from the restraints, but he didn't do that, and continued to lie down, and it was easier to figure out the status quo by keeping it as it was, as long as it was not dangerous.

Watching the plague doctor hurriedly open the door and run out, Zhou Yu observed the environment.

This is a very small room, maybe only six or seven square meters, there is a bedside table on the left side of the small bed where he is lying, there is a kerosene lamp on it, there is a basin stand on the right, there is a copper basin on it, there is a lion head relief on the basin, there is a linen towel on the side of the basin, clean, it looks soft, there is a medicine cabinet near the door in front of the basin shelf, the style is old, but it is delicate and beautiful, and it is obviously worth a lot.

This room is not like a place where plague patients are waiting to die, and Zhou Yu is not worried that he has the plague, and the dream hunters will not get sick, poisoned, and immune to the virus, even if they are infected with the virus and get sick, they can recover in an instant.

Besides, even if he has the plague, there is no need to use restraint clothing, unless he is a mentally ill patient with violent tendencies, but why should the psychiatrist wear a bird's beak mask? Could it be infectious psychosis?

Hurried footsteps sounded outside the door, and three Westerners walked in, first of all a very beautiful woman, twenty-eight or nine years old, carrying an oil lamp, wearing a long black skirt with lace edges, and a white turban, with an elegant and warm temperament, giving people a warm feeling.

She was followed by two men, one in his forties and the other in his thirties, the former with sharp eyes that seemed to be able to cut through skin, and the latter with deep eyes that seemed to be able to read people's hearts.

Zhou Yu's eyes swept over them, looking for task hints, but they didn't find them, these three people should not be dream weavers.

The beautiful woman spoke first, with a charming smile, came over and untied the belt that tied him to the bed, and said, "You are finally awake." ”

Zhou Yu asked curiously, "What does it mean to finally wake up?" How long have I been in a coma? ”

He thought of that coma in the real world.

The woman nodded and said, "You should have been in a coma for more than five months after entering the rattan dream, the mission failed, and you were trapped inside. ”

Zhou Yu sat up violently, looked at her with wide eyes, and was speechless in horror.

There are too many mysteries about Moon City, about dreams, about what happened to him, he once had a conjecture, that is, he has been dreaming, including the real world is just a dream, Moon City is the second dream, and the rattan dream is the third dream, which can explain many things, including his ability to use dream talismans in the real world, the injury in the real world can be quickly recovered from the dream, reality, the seamless connection between Moon City and the dream, the freezing of his mind, and so on.

This thought has come to him more than once, if it is true, then the real world and Tsukihiro are only his imagination, and they don't actually exist, and he will wake up in a strange world, and the reason why that world is strange is because his cognition is limited to the real world and Tsukijo, and he doesn't know anything about the "real world" after waking up, just like Neo who woke up in Zion or Alice who got into the rabbit hole.

The scene in front of him was similar to the "waking up" he imagined, but he didn't expect his "coma" to still be related to hunting dreams, and he didn't expect the furnishings in the house to be so backward, the kerosene lamps were still lit, and the doctor was still wearing a bird's beak mask, using copper basins and linen towels, which was not at all like the high-tech science fiction world in his imagination.

And "woke up", why is there still 11 on the arm?

The woman untied all the belts buckled on Zhou Yu's body, helped him up, and asked, "The restraint suit was put on because you often unconsciously waved your limbs vigorously during your coma, for fear that you would hurt yourself." ”

"So that's the case, so why is there a plague doctor? What disease do I have? Zhou Yu asked absentmindedly, still thinking about the dream.

The woman was stunned for a moment and said, "You are not sick, there is an epidemic of disease outside, you eat very little when you are unconscious, your body is weak, in order to avoid bringing the disease to you, so you are wearing a bird's beak mask, it was Dr. Sha Ke who checked for you just now, you can scare him enough." ”

"Shako? The name is familiar. "Zhou Yu doesn't remember where I've seen it.

"You don't remember? Dr. Jean-Martin Chaco. She said in surprise and looked at the two men who had followed her.

Both frowned and glanced at each other, and the relatively young man asked, "Coma causes amnesia?" Is there a precedent? ”

The older man shook his head: "It's not a coma, I'm afraid it's been overstimulated or frightened, which caused a problem with memory, and it should slowly recover." ”

The woman nodded, and asked Zhou Yu again; "Then do you remember what Dream Hunter is?"

"The one who entered the dream and woke the Dream Weaver awake?" Zhou Yu said very unconfidently, he couldn't figure out the situation at all.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and her face softened a little: "Great, it doesn't seem to be completely amnesia, so what about me?" Remember me? ”

Zhou Yu shook his head.

With a disappointed look on her face, the woman said, "I'm Nightingale." ”

"South...... Nightingale? Zhou Yu's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.

You shouldn't ask if you remember, after all, you are not a contemporary, you should ask if you know, so it's easy to answer.

Florence Nightingale, the angel and goddess of the lantern of Crimea, the world's first real female nurse and the founder of modern nursing, should have heard this name and knew this great person, even if you are not a nursing professional.

The kerosene lamp she had brought was on the bedside table.

Nightingale had a disappointed look on her face, and then pointed to the two men and asked, "What about them?" Remember? Mr. Robert Liston and Mr. Joseph Breuer. ”

"Breuer?" Zhou Yu has no impression of Liston, but Breeuer is a familiar name.

Seeing his confused face, Nightingale said gently: "It's okay, you'll remember, we're all your colleagues." ”

"Colleague?" Zhou Yu thought this title was very strange.

Dream hunters don't call each other colleagues, everyone is doing the same thing, sometimes doing the same thing together, but there is no such thing as a colleague.

Unfastening his restraint suit, Nightingale said, "How's your body?" Is it possible to act? It doesn't matter if you can't remember, there are some things that you should be able to remember when you see and hear them. ”

"No problem." Zhou Yu got out of bed and moved a little, there was no muscle atrophy, and he was not like a person who had been in a coma for nearly half a year, which made him feel a little relieved.

"Then ...... Looking for someone to take him to see it? Nightingale looked at Breuer.

"Get an agent to take him, I'll go back to the office first." Breuer nodded, and said to Zhou Yu again: "When you come to my office, I will check it for you." ”

After saying that, he went out with Liszt.

"Oh." Zhou Yu nodded.

"You wait here for a while." Nightingale sat Zhou Yu down, turned around and walked out, and closed the door.

Zhou Yu was still confused, and immediately used [Blind] to look out.

To his surprise, he couldn't see through the walls or the door, but the medicine cabinet in the room could clearly see through the medicine bottles and the pills in the bottles, and the bedside table could also see through, with pens and notebooks in the drawers above, and the cabinets below were empty.

There is no problem with the ability, the problem is the wall and the door.

The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man stood outside, with a serious expression and a beard, and the wall in the corridor behind him could not be seen.

"You've finally woken up, and there's something wrong with your memory?" He looked at Zhou Yu with a frown.

Zhou Yu nodded.

"Let's go, I'll take you around." The middle-aged man hooked his fingers and asked, "Then do you remember who I am?" ”

Zhou Yu shook his head.

"My name is Hugo, Victor Hugo, you kid remember, if you forget, I'll kick your ass." The middle-aged man turned and walked down the aisle as he spoke.

Zhou Yu was dizzy by the name of this middle-aged man, he didn't forget the name, he just didn't get the right number, how could he forget it again? (To be continued.) )