A cacophony of voices rang in my ears, and a faint light came into view. Ding Cong slowly opened his eyes, a little confused, a little uneasy, and more painful. He closed his eyes again and took a deep breath, and when his mind was a little quieter, the voices around his ears became more chaotic. When I opened my eyes again, the first thing I saw was the integrated ceiling, and then I found that there was a glass bottle in my sight that was shaking slightly from side to side, and a transparent plastic tube at the mouth of the bottle gradually blurred and disappeared out of sight. The light spilled from the right side, and although the pain in my body was terrible, it was not very difficult to endure. When I turned my head to look around, I found that I couldn't turn at all, and there seemed to be something hard stuck in my nose, and the air I exhaled was slightly sweet, but most of the air was mixed with the pungent smell of disinfectant and alcohol. Heart-rending cries of pain, intermittent moans, soft sobs, and continuous comfort were constantly heard in the noise......

No need to look, no need to listen, no need to guess, Ding Cong also knew that he should be lying on a hospital bed. "Why am I here? What's going on?" Ding Cong closed his eyes again and began to think about it.

"Family members should pay attention to their own behavior and not disturb the rest of other patients. It is enough for one family member to accompany the patient, and the unrelated person is asked to leave the ward. Thank you for your cooperation. A sweet whisper came into Ding Cong's ears from far and near. Listening to the voice, Ding Cong felt that it should be a delicate female nurse, and the voice was so euphemistic and moving.

The owner of the voice walked to Ding Cong's side, and the sound of plucking the bottle suddenly sounded, followed by a small sound of fragmentation, Ding Cong felt a pair of hands inserted under him, held up his back, and then turned himself to the left with his strength upward. After tidying up the bedding under him, he walked over to him and began to arrange the oxygen tubes.

Ding Cong opened his eyes and wanted to say something, but the moment he opened his eyes and saw the owner of the hands, cold sweat hit his whole body, and he opened his mouth to shout, but after two "ah, ah" sounds, he looked at the nurse with a frightened face.

Looking at the nurse in front of her, a delicate melon seed face is full of paleness, the bridge of the nose is slender, the tip of the nose is like a cone, the disproportionate big eyes are flashing with color, the eyebrows and double eyelids are all squeezed together, and the lips under the nose are as thin as a blade and red as blood. The nurse's hat covered most of her hair, and the few places that could be seen were as colorful as a board. Only the ears are relatively normal, except for the cochlea, which is an ear piercing.

The nurse was also taken aback when she looked at Ding Cong's frightened expression, "How do you feel when you wake up? Is there anything uncomfortable? Your face is not very good, I will call the doctor to take a look." With that, he ran to the doctor.

Before he could calm down, Ding Cong almost screamed loudly, how could he be in a strange place again. Because he was turned sideways, Ding Cong could see the rest of the room he was in. I should be lying closest to the window, with two beds on the right side by side, and there are beds in the corresponding positions opposite. This is supposed to be a six-person ward, and there are people busy around each bed, either wiping the patient's body with a hand towel, or massaging the patient's limbs next to it, some are pouring water, some are peeling banana skins, or no one is turning around to pay attention to Ding Cong.

Ding Cong secretly breathed a sigh of relief and didn't dare to make a sound. Because he noticed that everyone was not a normal person, especially the patient lying in bed. Everyone has some deformities to varying degrees, either the legs are thick and long, or the arms are thick like bear arms, and even the top of the head of the patient in the next bed looks like it is made of stainless steel.

"It seems that I am really dead this time, and this is not the place where the living should come. Before Ding Cong could recover from his horror, he saw the nurse who had just run out leading a chubby doctor to the bed. This doctor is still relatively normal, but the banknote face is really not very attractive.

The doctor didn't ask Ding Cong where he was uncomfortable, but directly rolled his eyelids, and then took out a pen and erected it in front of Ding Cong's eyes to make slow horizontal movements. Finally, he pressed lightly on Ding Cong's right shoulder for a while, as if he was groping for something.

"Can you feel the pain?" asked softly with a smile on his banknote-like face.

"It's okay, it's fine. May I ask where I am?" Ding Cong steadied his mind, and he didn't dare to go to the doctor's face again, and his voice was somewhat unnatural.

"Oh, this is the city hospital. Tell us a little about your situation. You have a large bone crack in your right shoulder and right arm, severe muscle contusion, and slight cracks in your spine and thigh, but it is not so serious, and if you can feel pain, it means that the nerve damage is not serious, and there is nothing wrong with the internal organs. There are more skin contusions in other places, although they look very bad, but they are all traumatic injuries, and they will get better slowly. With a smile on his face, he carefully explained Ding Cong's current situation, and then asked Ding Cong to relax and rest first, instructed what to eat and what not to eat, etc., and solemnly instructed the nurse to take care of it carefully when he left.

Ding Cong looked at the banknote face in a daze, and walked out of the ward with a somewhat wide waist, but he still didn't slow down. "This is the city hospital, which city hospital?" Ding Cong looked at the nurse and asked, then quickly shifted his gaze to look elsewhere.

"Of course it's Hongshan City Hospital, where else can it be?" The nurse wondered if this patient had some head damage, and she should ask Dr. Liang later to see if she could do a brain CT for him.

Ding Cong was stunned for a long time after hearing that it was Hongshan City Hospital, "May I ask why am I here?" Although it looks weird here, Ding Cong still asked the question in his heart very politely.

"Oh, you were taken to the emergency room the night before yesterday and were transferred to the inpatient unit last night. The nurse did not stop her work, and replied very casually, but there was a slight difference in her heart. She thinks that her appearance is not bad, and her voice is very good, and there are many people around her every day, why is it that today, this young man who is not very old, looks at her eyes a little evasive, as if she is a little afraid of herself. Although I think so, after all, I am a professional nurse, and my professional ethics are still very good, and then I adjusted the position of Ding Cong's body to see if there was any problem with the needle.

Ding Cong was in a trance, it was true that he was injured by a fall, but where did he fall? At the door of the duty room? Or is it the place called Tianxin Jedi?

"Miss Nurse, who sent me here, or has someone come to visit me in the past two days?" Ding Cong really didn't want to see the nurse's weird face again, so he had to close his eyes and ask.

"Well, your friend was still here watching in the morning, so he guessed he was going to lunch, right?" The nurse didn't say anything more, and after seeing that Ding Cong was all right, she went to see other patients.

Ding Cong opened his eyes and looked at the scene around him again, and sighed softly, feeling that either he died and came to another world, or his brain was broken. Now I can only obediently wait for my friend to come back and see who will say it.

As the nurse left the room and closed the door, the noise in the room began to sound again. Ding Cong didn't have the heart to listen to what they were all saying, and he was indeed a little irritable when he looked at the monsters one by one, so he simply closed his eyes and prepared to sleep for a while.

After a while, the house was full of the aroma of rice, what kind of mushroom stewed chicken, sauce elbow, green onion fried meat, all kinds of rice fragrance entangled together, constantly drifting to the window. The gluttonous worms in Ding Cong's belly seemed to be aroused and began to coo, as if to say, come, come, come, come and go.

Not to mention, there was really a fragrance that was getting closer and closer to Ding Cong, and finally stopped in front of him. The rich aroma of rice instantly made the gluttonous worms in his stomach even more excited, but Ding Cong closed his eyes tightly and pursed his mouth vigorously, really not ready to eat.

As if knowing Ding Cong's inner struggle, the bursts of fragrance walked up and down the tip of his nose, slicing back and forth, provocative in every way. In the end, the gluttonous insect defeated reason, and Ding Cong opened his eyes and stared viciously at the leek box held up by a pair of white palms in front of him.