The sudden appearance of the morning bus surprised me a little.

As soon as the bus stopped, the front door opened.

Then I saw the driver holding the steering wheel in his hand, stretched out his head and said to me:

"Little brother, what's the matter?"

I saw the driver's question, and hurriedly replied:

"Master, my uncle is injured and must be sent to the hospital immediately."

The driver did not hesitate to hear me say this:

"Get in the car! I'll send it to you. ”

Hearing this, I feel excited, or there are many good people!

And the driver's master also said to the passengers in the carriage:

"Ladies and gentlemen, there is an injured patient who needs to be taken to the hospital urgently, so the original route has been changed.

If there are passengers in a hurry.

You can get off the bus early and transfer to the rest of the transportation.

Thank you for your bearing. ”

The passengers in the carriage did not speak, and no one got off the train, so it was relatively quiet.

The driver saw that no one got out of the car, and no one replied.

Then he continued:

"Then we're on our way."

With a "click", the door closed.

But as soon as I got in the car, I had a "groan" in my heart.

Just now, the bus master said "on the road"?

Generally driving, who would say on the road?

It's all about "departure".

When it comes to the road, they all talk about the dead, who uses these two words for the living?

Surprised, I glanced at the carriage.

I found that the inside of the carriage was relatively damp, as if the floor had just been washed.

And the style of this bus looks very old.

It looks like the kind of old bus I used to ride when I was a child.

The passengers in the car are men, women and children.

There are women holding babies and breastfeeding.

There are old men with vegetables in their shoes, salesmen with briefcases or white-collar workers, and students with schoolbags.

But each one, the face is not good-looking.

The miserable white, including the nursing baby, is almost the same color.

Just like Zhang Qiang, who was pestering me, with a face.

They didn't look at us either, they were going about their own thing.

Seeing this, my heart has been plucked out of the cold.

It's four o'clock in the morning, five o'clock in the morning.

It's too early.

But people from different professions gathered at one point, and it felt very wrong.

Coupled with the style of this car, it feels like it is eighty percent likely that it is a ghost car.

Really, when I'm unlucky, I stuff my teeth when I drink saliva.

There was some panic in my heart, but I didn't do anything else.

Because I look at the route of the bus, it is indeed going in the direction of the hospital.

Uncle Yu's condition is not optimistic, and he must go to the hospital for treatment quickly.

Now even I know that I am in a ghost bus.

But as long as I can go to the hospital, I admit it.

If something happens halfway, I'll have to fight with them.

I put down Uncle Yu and sat down in an empty seat, pressing one hand on the faucet kitchen knife.

While muttering to Uncle Yu, he whispered:

"Uncle Yu, we seem to be in the wrong car!"

I can see the clues, and Uncle Yu must have seen it too.

It's just too weak to show it.

Now to hear me say so, smiled at me;

"Whether it's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided."

I let out a "hmm", helping Uncle Yu to stop the bleeding from the wound, while being vigilant about the surroundings and the route of the bus.

The inside of the bus was quiet, and there was hardly any noise.

The driving route is not unusual.

Even the green light all the way, without stopping once.

It only took about twelve or thirteen minutes for the bus to stop.

Not far away, is our Shancheng Third People's Hospital.

The "click" door opens.

The driver turned his head and said to me:

"Little brother has arrived, let's go!"

I was slightly stunned.

Although the driver's face was also very pale, he had a serious expression.

I was very touched inside.

When we came out, the living did not help us, but in the end it was the dead who helped us.

I nodded, helped Uncle Yu and got out of the car.

After I really got out of the car and had a down-to-earth feeling.

said loudly to the driver who was driving:

"Master, what's your name. I'll send you the fare when I get back. ”

The driver waved his hand at me:

"No need."

After saying that, he closed the car door directly, and then drove away.

When I saw this, I realized that it was not bad luck, it was good luck.

I glanced at the license plate and bus routes.

330，JK7231。

The bus turned a corner in front of it, and there was no shadow.

I silently remembered that when I turned around, I had to burn paper money for the drivers of this line.

In the end, I carried Uncle Yu on my back and ran to the hospital.

And Uncle Yu said weakly at this time:

"I've heard of this ghost bus for a long time, but this is the first time I've sat on it, and it feels pretty good."

Hearing Uncle Yu's ridicule, I couldn't laugh.

I carried Uncle Yu on my back and walked quickly to the gate of the hospital.

Shouted twice at the doctor......

After a while, the doctor came.

Uncle Yu's situation was an emergency patient, and he was directly pushed into the operating room.

In accordance with the rules of the hospital, I registered and paid the fee.

I had no money, so I had to swipe my credit card and prepay 10,000 yuan.

But I don't feel distressed at all.

Without Uncle Yu, I would have died outside.

I just had some skin trauma on my body, it wasn't a big problem, and I didn't take it seriously.

I don't have any extra money, so I can see a doctor on my own.

I plan that Uncle Yu will be better, so I will go to the outside pharmacy to buy some gauze iodophor and deal with it myself.

It's just that these ecchymoses on my body have attracted a lot of people's eyes, but they have all been ignored by me.

Fortunately, God blessed, although Uncle Yu had a laceration on his neck, he was sent to the hospital in time.

After stopping the bleeding and bandaging in time and completing the blood transfusion, Uncle Yu's condition was stabilized.

I'm shirtless at this moment, staying by Uncle Yu's side, waiting for him to wake up after the anesthetic.

An uncle with a broken leg on the hospital bed next to him.

Seeing that I was not wearing clothes, and my body was still blue and purple, he kindly gave me an old shirt to wear.

Because I haven't eaten all night, I'm afraid that Uncle Yu will have the numbing for a while and want to eat something.

I'm going to go downstairs and buy something to eat.

As a result, when I went out, I met Mr. Li from the neurology department of our hospital.

He recognized me, too.

Ask me why I didn't go to his class yesterday.

Is it the death of Zhang Qiang and Chen Guofu that hit me too hard.

He also said that he knew that Zhang Qiang and I were roommates and had a good relationship.

Mr. Chen also valued me, and their deaths were all accidents.

Now I have to adjust my mindset and focus on my studies.

In the future, I will go to work as a doctor and be a good doctor.

I have a bitter word, Zhang Qiang, a drowned ghost.

It hit me quite hard, he almost killed me, and Uncle Yu, who was still harmed, was lying in the ward.

But when I heard that Mr. Chen Guofu had also passed away, my heart was slightly shocked.

Because this teacher Chen Guofu is our teacher of the anatomy class.

That day, he asked me to take charge of the planing of the light rain.

He's dead too?

I was a little surprised, but I also smelled something unusual.

Because Zhang Qiang, the drowned ghost, always said that the teacher was urging.

The teacher who is urging him is not Chen Guofu, the teacher of the planing?

I wondered, could there be some connection between the two?

I asked, how did Mr. Chen Guofu die?

Teacher Li was still very surprised, saying that I didn't know about it.

Then he told me that our anatomical teacher, Chen Guofu, was also drowned.

But instead of drowning in the school lake, he drowned in a corpse pool.

Teacher Chen asked me again why I came to the hospital.

I can't tell the truth either.

said that something happened to his relatives and he didn't go back to class for the past two days.

Teacher Chen didn't say anything to me because he was going to see a doctor.

He patted me on the shoulder and told me to adjust my mindset and go back to school earlier......

But I stood there with a solemn face.

Teacher Chen and roommate Zhang Qiang both died.

Their death must be related to Xiaoyu's corpse.

But the light rain doesn't hurt me.

Even I suspect that Xiaoyu may have helped last night.

Because, I smelled formalin before I heard the rooster crow.

However, after they died, why did they haunt me?