Hezheng Hospital

16th floor of the inpatient department

1:30 a.m

The old ward smelled of disinfectant water, and the bed creaked from time to time.

A young man lying on a hospital bed, dressed in a blue and white hospital gown.

He was leaning against the head of the bed, staring intently at his phone.

"Grandson, I'm in the compound of the ancestral house, come and look for me when I have time."

This is a text message from a year ago.

The sender is his hair small, Taozi.

And at 2 o'clock in the morning yesterday, Taozi sent him another text message:

"Why didn't you come to me, why didn't you come!!

Sun Beinian did not reply.

Because Taozi has been dead for a year.

Just a week after that text message, he was found dead in his ancestral home.

No one knows what's going on.

Sun Beinian only remembers that when he went to Taozi's funeral, his mother cried until he fainted several times, and his father smoked silently, taking one puff after another.

The corpse was littered with dense stitch marks, especially the facial features.

The dead gray eyes revealed an indescribable meaning.

There were slight stitch marks on the ears and the bridge of the nose, and Sun Beinian didn't dare to take a second look.

It is said that it is not easy for a corpse to be stitched up completely.

It was his father who paid a lot of money to hire a well-known mortuary to do the patchwork and stitching.

With a squeak, the door of the ward was opened by a female doctor, pulling Sun Beinian back to reality from memory.

"Sister Jiang."

Sun Beinian smiled at the female doctor who pushed the door in.

This is his attending physician.

"How does it feel?" Jiang Nian recorded the information and asked Sun Beinian.

"One punch can make a pig cry, can I be discharged from the hospital?" Sun Beinian said.

He was hit by a large truck while walking his dog on his bicycle the night before yesterday, but fortunately it was only a soft tissue contusion, and there was no major problem.

Jiang Nian looked at Sun Beinian, who looked handsome and had a pale complexion on the hospital bed, and said expressionlessly: "You can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, and also, look at your mobile phone less, it's not good for your brain, don't stay up late every day, if you really can't sleep, read a book." ”

After speaking, the book she was about to bring shook in front of Sun Beinian's eyes, "This is my favorite book, borrow it for you to see." ”

"I've memorized this book by heart." Sun Beinian smiled.

The female doctor looked at the million-word book.

"I know you're surprised, but it's easy for me," Sun continued.

"I know you're not sick, and I'm going to think about whether you can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

After saying that, the female doctor threw the heavy book on the bedside and turned around and left the ward.

Sun Beinian sighed and opened this million-word novel.

He flipped to page 117 and his eyes fell on the 12 lines of dialogue

"I've memorized this book by heart."

Turn to page 75 and look at the first line of dialogue

"I know you're surprised, but it's easy for me."

He read it once when he was seven years old.

Every word is in his memory.

However, page 75 of the book is painted with a smiley face.

It should have been painted by Jiang Nian.

Sun Beinian closed the book, and he rubbed his temples with a faint pain.

He suffers from an extremely rare disease.

Super memory.

Sounds like a superhuman ability.

But for Sun Beinian, remembering is not a superpower, it is an indescribable pain.

The pain of not being able to forget anything is something that the average person can never understand.

Moreover, there is no cure for this disease, at least the current medical methods are not working, and you can only rely on taking medicine to relieve mental pressure.

Sun Beinian was the only one left in the ward.

Cuckoo......

Sun Beinian rubbed his abdomen, his stomach was a little uncomfortable, and his stomach began to make trouble again.

Even I don't know why I can't contain my hunger.

In the evening, I thought it was stewed beef brisket with tomatoes, and the staple food was rice, and I ate about two bowls.

In the dim light, a hint of drowsiness hit.

Bite!

SMS sound.

In the silence of the night, it is especially noticeable.

When he saw the SMS number, his complexion changed slightly.

It's still the phone number that Taozi used before his death.

Tap on the text message.

"Why didn't you come to me, why didn't you come!!

"Why didn't you come to me, why didn't you come!!

Glancing at the time, it was the same as yesterday, 2 o'clock in the morning.

A strangeness filled Sun Beinian's heart.

After pondering for a moment, he still dialed Taozi's phone.

"Sorry, the number you dialed was empty"

Just like yesterday, the call was empty.

But this number can send him text messages.

He always felt that this thing was very weird.

Taozi, who has been dead for a year, sends strange text messages from his cancelled mobile phone number.

……

Sun Beinian was lying on the hospital bed, and it was 02:40 in the morning.

The drowsiness dissipated by the spooky text messages.

He was still staring at that message.

In Sun Beinian's mind, the last contact between himself and Taozi appeared.

He drank a total of 9 beers, smoked 12 cigarettes, and went to the toilet 4 times along the way.

Taozi complained to him about his parents at home, saying that he was going to the ancestral house to be quiet and quiet, and he didn't want to listen to his parents' accusations and abuse every day.

Then he paid the bill, and Taozi walked home.

This is the last contact, and there are no other anomalies.

Later, a man claiming to be an official approached him about the situation and asked him to provide him with the information that Taozi had sent him that night.

Before leaving, I left him a phone number, and if I remembered something, I contacted them, and then there was no news, and I never made that call.

Looking at the text messages sent to him by Taozi, Sun Beinian was always a little weird in his heart.

After thinking about the official officer's phone call, Sun Beinian still decided to make a call, even if it was the middle of the night.

"Hello, is it Mr. Li Xiangyang?" Sun Beinian asked.

After about a few seconds, a slightly surprised voice rang out from the phone:

"Are you Sun Beinian?"

"Yes, I'm Sun Beinian." Sun Beinian was a little strange, their contact was still a year ago, and he never told Li Xiangyang his phone number.

But Sun Beinian didn't think about it deeply, and explained the situation directly.

"I'm Zhou Tao's Fa Xiao, you left a phone number for me before, let me think of anything to contact you, today I encountered a particularly strange situation, so I called you during this time period."

Listening to the other side without speaking, Sun Beinian continued:

"Taozi has been dead for a year, but at 2 a.m. last night, he sent me a text message, and at 2 a.m. today, he sent me two text messages."

Li Xiangyang didn't seem to care about this matter, and said, "Tell me where you are now." ”

"I have some physical conditions and am currently hospitalized in the hospital."

Li Xiangyang said: "Which hospital needs to be specific to the floor and ward. ”

"Hezheng Hospital, Room 3 on the 16th floor of the inpatient department, VIP ward, I am the only one." Sun Beinian said.

"Hezheng Hospital? You don't tell me...... It is the Wamasa Hospital of Kita-ku......"

On the phone, Li Xiangyang's tone was obviously surprised.

"Is there a problem, this is indeed the hospital." Sun Beinian was puzzled.

"Are you sure you're at Hosho Hospital in the North Side?" Li Xiangyang asked again.

He didn't know what this Li Xiangyang wanted to express.

"If you don't believe it, you can call the phone in the duty room and ask, my attending doctor is Jiang Nian."

"Jiang Nian?"

"yes, I'm pretty sure she only came to do her rounds an hour ago." Sun Beinian said.

"How could it be ......"

Li Xiangyang's voice became more and more surprised.

Sun Beinian was a little inexplicable.

The purpose of calling him was to talk about Taozi's affairs, not to talk about where he was.

There was silence on the phone for a long time before there was movement again.

"Then you have to hear what I'm going to say clearly."

"Something."

"Your so-called Hezheng Hospital, there was a fire three days ago."

Li Xiangyang's faint voice echoed in his mobile phone: "The whole hospital ...... No one survived! ”

Sun Beinian was completely stunned, and he didn't believe his ears.

"And ......"

Li Xiangyang's voice came out again: "You have been missing for a few days, and on the second day of your disappearance, your aunt reported the case, and these are all situations told by the information rescue department, and entrusted us to find out." ”