From time to time, there was the sound of footsteps outside the hospital, the snoring of patients in their sleep, and the shrill roars of the occasional shrive, as if the absence of this sound would not indicate that this was a mental hospital.

A thin, transparent hose connected me to the infusion bottle. The dripping liquid is slowly rising and ticking, and I am very anxious at the moment, which can be described as lying on pins and needles. A rectangular electronic chip so tiny that it can only be seen with a magnifying glass is strangely buried in the back of my head, pressing on the cranial nerves that are a thousand times thinner than a hair, constantly blocking the transmission of brain waves between neurons, destroying the function of my brain tissue, making it impossible for my memory to go back to the past, and it can permanently destroy my brain at any time, making me unable to remember anything. It was 10 times smaller than the tip of a needle, only 0.1 microns, but I felt like a concentrated bomb that could blast my head into thousands of pieces at any moment, and taught me to be terrified.

On the wall to the left of the bed hung a clock, and I could see its pendulum swaying from side to side as if to warn me that danger was imminent and that time was running out. My heart was beating so hard that it almost popped out of my chest. I watched the liquid glide slowly over my body, and a few times I thought it wasn't going at all, but I sensibly told myself that I couldn't recklessly unplug it, it was just an illusion.

I tried to contain my anxiety, but I had to get this weird thing out, and I had to wait for the doctor to keep his promise and reach out to me. If she asks for money, I will give her all my salary card, which has more than 7,000 yuan on it. I don't remember the exact number. I'm always frugal when it comes to money, but I'm always very aggressive. Maybe this habit still made me spend a lot of money unjustly, so that the remaining money was not enough to pay for the operation. But it's all I've got.

I can't find anyone in this world to borrow money and borrow money, I'm an orphan. This helpless situation made me start to curse my fate. What the fuck do you want me to do, you shit, you have the ability to be happy, let this end quickly, let me die.

I thought to myself, if only the painting were still there. It's worth a lot of money, and I can tell Dr. Fan and give her an IOU. promised her that he would repay the principal and interest in full. Perhaps, for the sake of money, she will help me eliminate my pain sooner, instead of grinding foreign labor here and making me afraid.

……

The liquid was still dripping little by little, untouched by the outside world. My mind was spinning all the time, and I couldn't stop no matter what. The howls of manic people could still be heard from time to time outside, but I felt as if the heart-rending sound was coming from the bottom of my heart. That manic person is me, I am him. And, the more I thought about it, the more I felt like my nerves were on the verge of collapse.

Time turns into a torture.

I jumped out of bed. Run to the window. The fluid from the end of the hose flowed onto the bed, the needle broke in my skin, and I didn't feel the pain. I saw a small patch of starry sky outside the window. There was a plane flashing its signal lights as it flew by. That's where I belong, come on.

I found myself standing, though only three floors. But it reaches the height of an ordinary residential building with five floors. - This is the combat headquarters built by the Japanese here during World War II, and the house is very wide. After the Japanese surrendered, it was once converted into a government office building, a military academy teaching building, a temporary middle school teaching building, and finally a municipal psychiatric hospital.

I clasped my fingers on the window frame, desperately trying to pull it apart, only to find it completely futile because the window frame was leaning directly against the solid wall, unless the wall was knocked down. I slammed my fist into the transparent glass, and my finger was almost broken. The glass made a dull thud, but it was still unscathed. Obviously, it was made of tempered glass, which had to be smashed open with a hammer. - This is how the hospital completely isolates the madman from the outside world, so that he has no way to hurt others and no way to commit suicide.

Only went out through the door. I ran behind the door in three or two steps, put my hand on the doorknob and rotated it vigorously, but the doorknob didn't move. I raised my leg and kicked the door, and it made a metallic clatter under my feet. It's made of iron plates, and it's locked from the outside.

Outside the door, Dr. Fan's voice sounded: "Zuo Yan, what are you doing?" Stop. ”

"Let me out."

"Did you pull the needle out?"

I looked down and saw my wrist bleeding. "Open the door for me." I yelled sharply, but she still said in that pleasant voice without flinching: "That's an anti-inflammatory injection, which inhibits brain inflammation, don't you want to take it out?" ”

My mind repeated her words: "Don't you want to take it out?" ”??

I had to take it out.

Her strategy turned the tide in one fell swoop, and the room fell silent.

I lowered my fist and slackened like a deflated ball. My chest no longer rises and falls violently. I slumped down on the bed. After about two or three minutes, I said to Dr. Fan outside the door, "When can I take it out?" ”

"Take it after the injection, otherwise there is a risk of inflammation." She said calmly.

"Aren't anti-inflammatory injections usually given after surgery?" Her calmness affected me.

She paused for a second or two. "Brain surgery is different from other places, you have to remove toxins from your body first."

"Okay then."

"Can I come in now?"

I looked at my clothes, and there was nothing wrong with them, except for some messiness. "Come in."

"Then I'm in." The key is inserted into the lock hole and rotates, and the door cracks a crack. Her big eyes stared at me vigilantly and boldly under the brim of her pink medical cap.

She walked in and sat down in the chair next to me, picked up the cup on the bedside table and handed it to me. "Drink some water, the taste of instant noodles is too strong."

I remembered that she gave me her noodles, and I was still hungry, and I felt a little sorry for what I had just done, "I'm sorry! I was a little out of control just now. ”

"You are a very strong person, you can control yourself." She said firmly.

"Really?" I looked at him in amazement.

"In the face of such bizarre things. It's inevitable that everyone will panic. She blinked and said, "You're already amazing." ”

"Hmm. I should be able to control myself. "My mind had entered the context she had set.

She stood up, "Then you lie down." I'll take care of your wounds. ”

She changed a set of infusion tubes and needles, re-infused me, and then brought a stack of newspapers and put it at the head of my bed, saying that if I didn't want to rest, I could use it to pass the time.

"Woo-woo-" A woman was crying, her voice right next door, very clear.

"Doctor Fan, come on." A female nurse shouted in panic.

Dr. Fan heard her voice and still calmly placed a piece of newspaper in my hand without a needle attached. He said, "When this bottle is finished, you can go up to the operating table and take that thing out." You close your eyes and rest for a while, don't rush. I'll come over when I go. She turned and walked next door.

Her professionalism, childish voice, and beauty combine to give her a magical power that is enough to silence anyone. Although I didn't have the intention to read the newspaper, I was able to close my eyes and breathe evenly.

The nurse next door said, "She stuck a needle in her thigh and cut a major artery in her neck. ”

"Quick, hold down the carotid artery and move the single frame. to the operating room. Dr. Fan said.

The sound of wheels and chaotic footsteps resounded in the hallway.

……

Everything is back to its previous state.

I plugged my phone into the charger and plugged it into the socket at the bedside.

The liquid ticked above me, and I suppressed the fear in my heart. After about half an hour, the potion in the bottle went halfway down. I felt some tightness in my lower abdomen, so I got out of bed to look for a bedpan, but it was empty under the bed. Probably because I was transferred to this ward in the middle of the night, the nurse on duty couldn't prescribe me groceries. I saw a door next to the window. As if it were a toilet, he held the medicine bottle above his head with his right hand without a needle. I walked to the door, but for some unknown reason, the door was so closed that I couldn't push it open. When he turned back and saw that the iron door of the ward was open, he walked out into the hallway. I found myself in my hospital room at the west end of the hallway. At the east end of the hallway, an acrylic luminous panel is hung from the ceiling with the sign for the toilet. There was about forty paces in between. I walked over there, and about halfway through, I heard a woman whispering.

"Officer Guo, he's awake."

Interval of two or three seconds.

"The iron doors and windows of his ward, don't worry, you can't escape."

I was hobbling along, wearing those disposable slippers underfoot, and she didn't hear my footsteps.

"Just now he was very manic and slammed the iron door."

As I got closer to her, I saw a half-white wooden platform in front of me. Her speech was unusually clear.

"Dr. Fan has stabilized him. She is being given an infusion. ”

I took a step to the right, pressed my body against the wall, and moved two more steps forward, and the silhouette of a woman with a forehead with a sea of eyebrows appeared in my eyes. It was the nurse who had just brought the IV tube in. She sat on a stool, leaning forward slightly, her elbows resting on the table, one hand clutching the microphone and her mouth.

"If he has another seizure, it will be difficult to ......," she said, interrupted by the person on the other end of the phone.

"Officer Guo, have you set off?"

Interval of two or three seconds.

"Where?"

Two seconds apart.

"You're downstairs? Come on. ”

At the moment, I must not be entangled by those two policemen, I feel that they have bad intentions towards me, and besides, I don't have time to entangle them now, I must rush to the courtyard bay to find Lin Xiaowan and retrieve my ancient paintings. It's just that there is no way to remove the "enrichment bomb" on my head. But I didn't have time to weigh it, and my brain's first reaction was: run.

I took a quick look at my surroundings, and ten meters behind me there was a door sign lit up: Fire Escape, and next to it was an elevator like a freight elevator.

I gritted my teeth and walked briskly back to the room, pulled out the needle pressed under the adhesive tape, unplugged the phone charger, stuffed it into my backpack with my phone, picked up the casual sneakers on the floor, and strode to the elevator.

Footsteps sounded at the staircase on the first floor, "Dude, can you hurry up, keep dragging behind." This is Guo Zhenchao's voice.

"Ouch, I'm so tired, I really got up earlier than the chickens." This is Yoon Wenbin's voice.

"Who told you to always look for women, when it comes to running errands, your legs are weak."

……

I moved to the fire escape, but the door of the fire escape was so dead that I couldn't push it open.

"That kid wants to escape, has he recovered his memory?" Yin Wenbin said.

"Damn, that kid knows martial arts." Guo Zhenchao said. I don't have any memory of martial arts in my head.

"Dig guys."

I heard the click of a bullet on the load.

Their footsteps had reached the staircase on the second floor.

My heart went to my throat. I scanned the ends of the hallway quickly, there were no other exits, not even a window.

I crouched over the crack in the door of the fire escape and faintly saw a black deadbolt running across the door.

I quickly pulled open my backpack, pulled out my ID, and tucked it into the crack of the door to pick the deadbolt.

Behind him, the "telephone nurse" shouted: "Ahh "My waist was locked from behind by her.

"Quick." The footsteps at the staircase on the second floor came to the third floor in two or two.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could already see the tall Guo Zhenchao and the slightly thin Yin Wenbin running towards me.

I don't know where I got the composure and strength, I pinched the ID card with my right thumb and index finger, freed my left hand, inserted my thumb into the nurse's knuckles, pulled it out, clicked, and her index finger snapped.

She screamed and let go of her arms.

The iron bolt on the side of the door fell to the ground with a thud.

Just as Guo Zhenchao's fingers were about to grab my shoulder, I opened the fire door and blocked his hand back. He didn't have time to brake, he hit the door panel head-on, and with a bang, the door panel was knocked back to its original position and rebounded, hitting him in the face twice. Blood splattered from his nose. He screamed, clutched his nose, and fell to the ground. Yoon Wenbin, who was closely behind him, also fell on top of him.

I rushed out the door and jumped downstairs as if I had suddenly turned into a nimble monkey.

By the time they came to their senses, I had already run to the first floor.

"Stop him."

"Stop him."

There was an old security guard in his forties and fifties sitting at the gate on the first floor, and he stood up, carrying a rubber baton in his hand, but did not raise it to block my way. He clearly didn't want to take the risk.

I rushed a meter in front of him, and at the corner of the stairs there was a gunshot, and I felt a bullet whizzing past the back of my ear. I quickened my pace to run out of the gate, and through the cobblestone path in the middle of the courtyard, I saw an electric retractable door, with two security guards standing on the left and right in a step-away position. They saw me coming, but they didn't stop me. I walked out of the yard with my hand on the electric door, and then I heard two bullets hit the aluminum telescopic door with a crisp thud.

I crossed the road like a meteor and disappeared into a forest.

From a distance, I heard Yin Wenbin's voice coming from the edge of the woods: "Brother Chao, this is in trouble, he escaped." ”

"Damn, if I had done it faster, I'd have caught him."

"What now?"

"What do you say?"

"Where will he go?"

"Who knows where he ran to? That's all you have left. ”

"How can I be blamed for this?"

"Don't blame anyone."

……

The two complained to each other, and their voices became quieter and quieter. "Ahh (To be continued......)