Chapter 50: Coming to Life

I don't know when, I only felt a sharp pain coming at me, as if the muscles of my whole body were torn and pulled, I opened my eyes, and was about to struggle when I heard the fat man's voice very serious: "Don't move!" ”

I found myself lying in a somewhat dimly lit room, with a small bed underneath, white sheets, the smell of blood in the air, and a curtain hanging beside it.

The fat man stood at the end of my bed, squinting at me, watching me wake up, and laughing, "How is it?" ”

I trembled my lips and used all my strength to bite out a single word:

"It hurts!"

"It hurts." The fat man sighed, and then said loudly: "Lao Sun is not coming in yet!" This girl is almost finished! ”

The curtain was lifted, and a bald man in his forties, about forty years old, with a fleshy face, rolled up his sleeves, and a white gown with some dirty stains on it, I don't know what it was. , the muscles on the arms are very strong, the body is thick, and the face is fierce.

"What blood type do you have?" The bald-headed fierce man looked at me.

"Type A." I gritted my teeth.

He hummed, and then walked outside, and I looked at the half-open curtain and saw the man come up to me with two packets of plasma from the refrigerator.

The fat man glanced at it and was expressionless: "This is the doctor, now I want to clean your wounds, you bear with it and don't move." ”

To be honest, my whole body was shaking, it was a normal reaction of human muscles under pain, and I couldn't control it myself.

I glanced weakly at the man...... He's a doctor?

Looking at his appearance, his face is full of flesh, like a pig killer than a doctor......

The bald man walked up to me, began to undress me, took out a pair of scissors and carefully cut the bloody clothes on my body, and then looked at me coldly: "Your life is really hard enough, how many knives have you been beaten?" ”

My lips were blue, and I gritted my teeth and said, "Thirteen knives." ”

"Hmph, I remember it very clearly." The bald man cracked his mouth and smiled, and that smile looked hideous.

"Of course...... On one's mind. I gritted my teeth and forced a smile: "I will return it in the future!" ”

Then the bald man took out a small syringe and inserted it into my arm: "It's just morphine, relieve your pain." ”

I was so tired that I felt a little cold in my body, and my intuition gradually left me, and although I desperately tried to open my eyes to see the person in front of me clearly, the outline in front of me was still blurred little by little.

I don't know if it was because of the morphine or because of the blood loss from the coma, I closed my eyes again, and my body began to dull - which was a little better, at least the pain was not so intense, and I spent the next few hours in a semi-comatose state.

The pig-killing doctor had a pair of light hands and cleaned my wounds while giving me a blood transfusion...... There is actually a set of blood transfusion equipment here!

Then he was like a tailor, carefully sewing up the thirteen stab wounds on my body! I felt like a rag doll that had been torn apart, and now it was sewn together piece by piece.

The fat man kept standing at the foot of the bed and looked at me, looking at me with my eyes half-open and half-closed, and said with a smile: "You will have a lot of scars on your body in the future, and you won't be able to wear revealing them in the summer." ”

I tried to squeeze a smile out of my face, but my facial muscles stiffened...... I felt like I didn't have any strength, not even the strength to control my facial muscles!

Then the doctor turned me over and lay on my side, like a puppet, and let him play with me, barely feeling anything. The clothes in the back were cut by scissors, and the blood coagulated in some places, and when I tore the clothes, the blood scabs were cracked, and it hurt very much, but I was slow to feel at the moment, and I only felt my body tremble instinctively a few times.

"Holy." The doctor stared at my back for a few seconds, then turned to look at the fat man, "I said the sea...... This chick is hard! Look at this back, it's all honeycomb! Damn, a piece of flesh and skin is rotten. ”

The fat man said lightly: "I was beaten with an earthen gun, iron sand bullet, that thing is not very lethal, but a dozen large pieces, it is considered luck if you don't hit your face!" You don't talk nonsense, hurry up and clean it up. ”

The doctor pouted: "This work is meticulous, add money and money!" ”

The fat man was speechless, and directly wiped a gold ring from his finger: "Lao Tzu didn't bring much money, you can take this as a pawn." ”

The doctor took it, his hands were full of blood, but he took the ring and put it in his mouth and bit it hard, making sure that it was not a fake, so he wiped it on his body and put it in his arms.

Then the doctor took out a small pair of tweezers, put a lens on his eye, and spent a full hour on the beaten flesh of my back, and pulled out the iron sand tweezers embedded in the flesh one by one.

The whole process took a full hour, and the morphine medicine on my body had gradually subsided, and finally I was so painful that beads of sweat the size of beans on my forehead kept falling, and the fat man didn't stand anymore, but held me down hard beside me, not letting me move.

This guy has a lot of strength! A pair of big palms pressed me, and I couldn't move my body, but the doctor in the back was still not satisfied: "Don't move!" Don't let her move! ”

The fat man was also sweating, anxious: "Damn, you try!" She has a lot of strength! ”

Finally, my eyes went dark and I fainted again......

When I woke up, it was already dark, and I was wrapped in bandages on my upper body, and I was also on my thighs, and my body was like a mummy, and I couldn't turn my head.

I woke up in pain, and people who haven't tried it can't understand it! Obviously, the body is wrapped, but at first the muscles seem to be constantly whipped by a whip! The convulsions hurt and writhed like a snake.

The fat man was sitting at the head of my bed and smoking, but when he saw me wake up, he immediately threw away the cigarette butt, and when he came up, he held me down and shouted, "Sister, I know it hurts, you bear it!" Don't tear the wound open! ”

I was sweating all over my body, and the pain had taken control of my entire nervous system.

The fat man shouted, "You give her another shot of morphine." ”

"It's gone." The doctor said coldly: "You are a big hospital here!" It would be nice to get a little bit of that thing. ”

At first, I couldn't help screaming in pain, my voice was hoarse, and the fat man covered my mouth and said sharply, "Don't scream!" You want to die! Then he simply pulled something and stuffed it in my mouth.

My body was shaking in pain, my fingers were clutching at the sheets, and my knuckles were bulging!

Fortunately, this pain was a burst, a few minutes later, I breathed a sigh of relief, my body gradually stopped, the fat man saw that I didn't move, only then let go of his hand, wiped his forehead, and scolded with a smile: "You are a girl, your strength is like a calf, Lao Tzu almost can't hold you down." ”

I was still in pain, desperately inhaling the cool air, unable to speak, the fat man lit a cigarette, inserted it in my mouth, and said in a deep voice: "Take a puff, take a puff, maybe it will be more comfortable." ”

To be honest, I was like a baby finding a pacifier, I bit the cigarette butt in one bite, bit the filter and smoked it several times, a cigarette was inhaled by me in one breath A third of it, the fat man quickly took it away, my mouth was spraying smoke, my eyes looked at the ceiling, my body trembled faintly, gritted my teeth and didn't say a word......

At this moment, my heart is full of hatred!

It was a very difficult day!

I can't remember how many times I've slept before, but I woke up in pain just a little bit, then struggled, I fell asleep again after exhaustion, and then I woke up again after a while.

So repeatedly, after this day, the fat man was tired enough, but the doctor never intervened. Only occasionally come over to check on my injuries. He looked cold, as if I was not a big living person in front of him at all, but a dead pig.

I don't know the exact time, but the lights in the room turned on and off, and outside the window on one side, the palm-sized little piece of sky was black and white, and I knew that another day had passed.

By the afternoon of the next day, I had finally recovered.

In the words of the fat man, I survived!

Although my body still hurts, my face is pale, and I have a hard time talking, but I basically don't need to be pressed by anyone, and occasionally when the pain passes, I can also say a few words to the fat man.

The doctor didn't show up again, and the fat man and I were left in the house.

"How does it feel?" He found a chair and sat on the edge of my bed, his legs crossed at the head of the bed, and looked at me while smoking.

I forced a smile: "Thank you!" You saved my life! ”

He smiled, leaned over and reached out with a thick palm to wipe the snot and sweat from my face, and of course, tears.