I saw the smell of death on my mother's head, but my uncle and aunt didn't believe me. No way, in order to convince them that I was going to save my mother, I had to find a way to convince them that I did have the ability to see the dying.

But how can I convince them, I thought quickly in my head.

Of course, the most convincing thing is to find a dying man to prove it to them, but I am going to find them a dying man who must not look dead in their eyes.

I looked around and saw no one out of the ordinary, so I couldn't help frowning.

My uncle was upset and urged me to go home. I was in a hurry and said to them, "I'm not feeling well, I want to go to the hospital to see a doctor." ”

Because, I think, almost every day in the hospital, it should be relatively easy to find people who are dying there to prove to my uncle and aunt.

My aunt believed it and hurriedly said worriedly: "It must have been too anxious just now, then let's go to the hospital first, Lao Feng, you go and drive the car out first, and we will wait for you at the intersection." ”

Because my uncle was busy going to the car dealership to do business, he drove me and my aunt to the hospital closer to home, and put us off from our busy work, I think it would be the same as long as I showed it to my aunt, as long as my aunt believed it, I couldn't help my uncle not believe it.

My medical treatment was fake, and it was true that I was looking for someone who was about to die, so when I entered the hospital, I was busy looking around, and my aunt saw that I was distracted and asked me to wait, and she went to queue up for me to register.

Taking advantage of my aunt's queue to register, I hurriedly walked around looking for my target. However, I searched almost the entire floor and didn't see anyone I was looking for. As a result, I was a little confused, and I began to wonder if I could really see the breath of death for all the dying people.

To prove my doubts, I decided to go to the operating room and the intensive care unit.

I looked at my aunt and saw that she was still in a long line, and it was estimated that she would not be able to finish in a line for a decade or two, which was enough time for me to go around. I first said hello to my aunt, saying that I was going to the toilet, and asked her to register and go directly to the corresponding department to wait for me, and we would meet there.

From the registration hall to the intensive care ward and the operating room, you must first pass through a narrow passage, which is the connecting part of the two wards, there are no windows, and the lights must be turned on even during the day. I don't know if the hospital is trying to save electricity or if the light bulb in the channel is broken, there is only one low-power energy-saving lamp in the passage about 50 meters long. Walking in it felt eerie, and there was an obvious wind that blew my cold hair on end.

When I walked into the passageway, I suddenly had a strange feeling, and immediately remembered that the hospital was a place where yin qi was extremely heavy, and I was now the supreme yin body, and it was easy to have problems here. When I thought about this, I broke out in a cold sweat.

I immediately stood where I was, not daring to go any further.

There was a noise behind me, coming from the registration hall, and I could hear the chaotic footsteps, especially the sound of a high heel hitting the marble floor, which was very loud and piercing. These "sunshine" voices made me feel a lot more at ease.

I looked forward again, and although the passage was long and narrow, and it was very dim inside, because the passage was straight, and there was an open hall connected to it, I could see the light on that side, and there were faint voices of people.

I could clearly feel the "popularity" on both sides of the passage, and I suddenly became bolder, and I thought to myself, "If you speed up your journey and don't be able to pass through it for ten seconds, and you don't seem to have any abnormalities, you shouldn't be a problem." ”

I was secretly cheering myself up in my heart when I suddenly heard slow footsteps behind me.

When someone came, I was overjoyed and said secretly: "As long as you follow that person, it will be fine." ”

I hurriedly turned around to see an old man, about sixty years old, carrying a plastic bag containing medicine, walking slowly towards me, only two or three meters away from me.

I waited for him to go ahead of me.

As the old man passed by me, he looked at me in surprise. At the same time, I suddenly saw a thick black mist above the old man's head, very thick, much thicker than the black fog above my mother's head, and I could see it clearly in spite of the dim light in the passage.

My heart suddenly lifted, and my heartbeat immediately accelerated, and I seemed to understand a truth, perhaps the shade of the black fog above the head of the deceased was an indication of the length of their death, and it could be seen from the concentration of the black fog above the old man's head that his death must be very near.

Thinking of this, my heart beat faster and faster, and I didn't dare to follow him inside, but stood still, unable to decide whether to follow him and go back to call my aunt at once.

And the old man glanced at me, ignored me, and continued to walk slowly, the plastic bag in his hand made a rustling sound because of the friction, I don't know if it was because of the mental effect, at this time I heard the voice always have a strange feeling.

Seeing that the old man had already walked more than ten meters in front of me, I no longer hesitated, and decided to go back and call my aunt at once, because the purpose of my trip was to find such a proof of purpose to show my aunt, and since I had found it now, and I expected that the old man's death should be very near, so I could not be careless.

I was just about to turn around and go back to the registration hall to call my aunt, when I suddenly heard a strange voice, my heart shrank suddenly, and I hurriedly followed the voice, and it turned out that the old man had fallen and was lying on the ground, struggling with a humming and chirping, trying to get up.

I was taken aback, but the old man didn't seem to have fallen very hard, I hesitated slightly, and a bad thought flashed through my mind, but at this time it was important to save people, so I didn't care about calling my aunt for the time being, and hurriedly ran over to help the old man up.

The old man, with my support, grabbed my right arm with one hand and struggled to get up. He let out a soft cry of pain and said "thank you" to me.

I hurriedly asked, "Old man, are you okay with a serious fall?"

The old man said: "It's okay, it's okay, young man, thank you, it's a little painful in the waist, can you please pick up the medicine on the ground for me?"

I looked and sure enough, I saw a plastic bag containing medicine falling on the ground, but fortunately the medicine inside did not spill out. I picked up the bag and handed it to the old man.

The old man happily took the medicine and thanked me with a smile.

Who knows, at this time, I found that the black fog above the old man's head was gone, and the browser searched for "basket color book", and I could read it by getting drunk and new