After about an hour, the monkey hadn't woken up yet; Because the funeral home has business again, but we need to rush over, I and Xiaopang combined, or have to stay in personal care, I can't drive, so I stayed;

In the process of caring for the monkeys, I thought about the abnormal phenomenon of monkeys going to the door of the morgue of the funeral home in the middle of the night;

First of all, he certainly wouldn't go there for nothing; Secondly, it shouldn't be that this kid has some whims in the middle of the night and wants to go to the funeral home to have a look; And as far as I know, there is nothing strange about monkeys such as sleepwalking; And he is the most daring and least curious of us, it is impossible that he ran over to scare me without sleeping in the middle of the night; I couldn't help but think of the red handprint that appeared on the monkey's hand the day before;

With that in mind, I looked at the monkey's wrist; Since he was on his left hand when he was injected, I didn't find any strange marks; My attention was drawn to his right arm, which was fastened to the arm of the chair; Since his hand was clasped on the armrest, I could only see the back of his hand; No strange marks were found; Then I walked to the right side of the chaise longue and reached out and flipped over;

I couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh, this"

My exclamation caught the attention of a middle-aged man sitting on the other side of him on an infusion, who curiously stretched out his head and looked at the place I was looking;

"Oh, this, this, you, I really don't know what you young people think, this kind of character can also tattoo your hands, it's unlucky!" The middle-aged man was also a little surprised to see the blood-red word that looked like a tattoo, but he couldn't help but complain when he reacted, and he lost his curiosity and turned his head to look at himself hanging the bottle;

And I looked at the blood-red word about the size of an egg that appeared on the monkey's wrist, and I couldn't help but feel a particularly bad feeling in my heart;

die

I reached out and touched it, and found that the blood-red dead word was not a layer of medium that stayed on the surface of the skin, but more like something that grew in flesh;

This, what is going on, I looked back and forth at the monkey's wrist, and the red handprint I said yesterday was gone, replaced by a word that made people feel unlucky when they saw it;

Thinking of the monkey's inexplicable appearance at the door of the morgue, and seeing the bright red word of death in front of him, and then linking it to the fact that the monkey was pinched by the dead corpse the day before, and then a red handprint appeared; By this time I was so sure that we were in big trouble, and that it had a lot to do with the female corpse that I had brought back from the scenic spot yesterday with Chubby, and I couldn't help but think of a twisted grimace in the freezer in the morgue of the funeral parlor.

The female corpse was obviously targeting the monkey, and maybe even wanted his life! What to do, what to do, what to do; There may be a supernatural consciousness in this world, after experiencing childhood memories and the last time I stopped the car The Lady in Green, and the old man who knocked on the door the night before; I no longer question that there are too many things in this world that cannot be explained by the unknown; At this time, I am more worried about the monkey's situation, whether he will not wake up, or whether he will have been robbed of consciousness by some mysterious force and become a stranger after waking up, or will he do something beyond his control after waking up, such as self-harm, or maybe... There are too many conjectures and speculations that make me a little confused;

After thinking about it for a while, I opened my phone and flipped to a friend on QQ, and the friend noted that it was a little goddess; The little goddess is the little granddaughter of the goddess in our village, because she has been at the same table in elementary school with me for many years, so she has played with a few of us since she was a child, and she is also one of the few friends of the opposite sex who is mine; Because her grandmother is the most famous goddess in our village, so she has been exposed to more strange things since she was a child, and she also knows some strange secret arts, but because we are not studying in the same school in high school, so the contact has become less, and after working, I heard that she was admitted to the university to study in the provincial capital, and we rarely see each other; Knowing the monkey's current condition, I couldn't help but ask her;

The message was sent, but there was no response; I guess she's still in class or something, so I didn't bother anymore;

I fidgeted a little and walked around the clinic a few times, ran to the toilet to smoke a few cigarettes, back and forth, and at about noon, the monkey, who was originally unconscious, began to gradually recede after three bottles of hanging needles and several mouthfuls of medicine; The monkey's consciousness gradually came to his senses;

"Oops, what's wrong with me"

"Alas, don't move," I saw that as soon as the monkey came to his senses, I subconsciously wanted to get up from the chair, and I was afraid that he would break off the needle in his hand with too much force;

But I thought about it too much, obviously he was still weak and tight at this time, and he didn't have the strength to sit up at all;

"What's going on, where am I! Hey! Fanzi, didn't Chubby say that something happened to you? The monkey reacted, looked at his surroundings, turned his head to see me, and said something inexplicably;

Something's wrong, what's wrong, what can happen to me? Listening to the strange words of the monkey, I was confused for a while, and it was obviously him who had the accident; Why did I wake up and ask me about the accident, and Chubby told him that he didn't wake up when Chubby left, how to tell him, fortunately, the monkey still knows me, at least I guessed it was just whimsical, monkey or monkey, that's good!

"Oh, Fanzi, hurry," the monkey's tone suddenly became very urgent, and he struggled to sit up with his hands on the handle of the chaise longue;

"What's wrong" I saw that he looked anxious, and thought to myself that something had happened, and I didn't dare to slack off, so I hurriedly reached out and helped him up from the chair;

"It's uncomfortable, help me to go to the bathroom," the monkey said while trying to stand up on the chair, but a pair of legs were so weak that he didn't have much strength to lift, but he did it for a long time and shouted slogans;

Gripping, I thought there was something terrible, but I didn't react for a while, and when I saw him snoring and panting in the chair, I also stepped forward to reach out to help him;

As a result, it's so heavy; The monkey's soft legs went down to the ground, and after supporting his body for less than a second, the whole person was about to fall to the ground, but fortunately, I held him by one arm and did not let him fall to the ground; However, it is obviously unrealistic to ask me to help him go to the bathroom like this; I was busy asking him about the big and the small; It's good that I just want to pee, otherwise...

I hurriedly helped him to the chair, then removed the hanging bottle from the hook, let the monkey straighten his slightly strong right hand and lift the hanging bottle, then bowed in front of him, and carried him to the bathroom;

"It's fucking, it's so cool!" The monkey exclaimed with great pleasure; I helped him lift and tie his pants with a black face, and cursed: "Damn, dead monkey, splash my shoes on you know no"

"Hehe, I'll be careful next time" the monkey smirked; Next time, I almost let go of the hand holding his arm and let him think about life in the bathroom;

After helping the monkey back to the chair and lying down, the monkey's face also improved a lot, but because he had not eaten, and his body was still weak, he still did not have much strength, so I had to run out again to buy porridge and a box lunch back, I ate the box lunch while feeding him porridge, and made him hungry, but a cup of porridge was down, and the young man finally had the strength, at least he could stand up on his own;

"By the way, what did you say before, Chubby told you what happened to me!" After pulling the lunch box in three or two, I saw that the monkey was recovering well, so I chatted with him;