"Choose one of the three, do you choose one?" I don't know how long it took, Qi Huan's ears heard the urging of a child's milky voice, "Grandpa, what are you going to lack?"

"Grandpa?" Qi Huan pondered in a daze, "What's missing?

Qi Huan's consciousness gradually cleared up, and he opened his eyes vigorously, it was still the ward, it was still the sixty-three bed by the window, and the old orange cat who often came was not seen on the windowsill, and he turned his head to look at his monitor, and the green dots on it were beating regularly.

There are no infusion tubes in their hands, there are no doctors and nurses in the house, there are no fathers and mothers at the bedside, and I don't know who will accompany them today, or my parents are still selling houses?

Everything seemed to be the same, and Qi Huan suspected that he had just had a nightmare. Glancing at the time on the wall, it should be five o'clock in the afternoon, and Qi Huan couldn't figure out whether he had been in a coma for most of the day or longer.

He turned his head to look at the sixty-four beds next to him, wasn't he dreaming, the sixty-four beds were empty, and the figure of the silver-haired old man was gone.

"Sixty-four beds are empty?" Qi Huan muttered to himself, recalling the straight green line on the "dream" monitor, and there was a faint sense of foreboding in his heart.

"Grandpa, rest assured, your relics have been disposed of and burned clean!" Qi Huan's ears sounded with a milky child's voice again, but he jumped down, he thought that the previous voice was just an auditory hallucination in a dream.

Qi Huan subconsciously tensed his body, he tried hard to press the beating of his heart, carefully looked left and right, and confirmed that there was no one else in the ward except him.

"Grandpa, half an hour in ......"

Before the doll's voice fell, Qi Huan suddenly made a move and pulled out a small black wooden stick from under the pillow.

Qi Huan couldn't cry or laugh, even if there is a small speaker hidden under the pillow, it is scientific, or hiding a doll with bleeding eyes can match the plot of a horror movie, but this scorched wood strip ......?!

Qi Huan turned his fingers and found that the back of the wooden strip had been carved with a very fine knife mark on a baby face, looking at the doll's nose and eyes, it looked like a cute Fuwa holding a big fish in the New Year's painting.

"Grandpa, don't look at me and be stunned! choose one of the three, you are ......"

The sound of "auditory hallucination" sounded in his mind again, but before the doll finished speaking, Qi Huan threw the scorched wood doll into the plastic bag at the bedside with a flick of his hand, and then Qi Huan frantically pressed the button at the bedside to summon the nurse.

In less than ten seconds, a petite figure rushed in, it was still the little nurse who rescued him before, she glanced at Qi Huan's monitor first, and when she saw that everything was as usual, she relieved herself: "Sixty-three beds, you rang the bell?"

"I'm sorry, can you help me throw that plastic bag away?" Qi Huan pointed to the plastic bag at the head of the bed, trying to stay calm.

Throw a plastic bag, and press the summoning bell like a life-urging bell?!The little nurse muttered in her heart with a straight face, and walked over to look at the plastic bag, her brows furrowed: "Don't you want any fruit in here?"

"Don't. I don't want it all, and I throw it away. Qi Huan turned his head to the other side, for fear that the little nurse would take out the scorched wooden strip.

"Isn't there a trash can in the house?"

"I can't stand the smell, please help me throw it outside. ”

"Is there anything else?" the little nurse's face was even more unsightly, the bananas and apples in the bag were obviously very fresh, how could they taste?

"Nothing else, thank you!" Qi Huan simply covered his head and turned his back to the little nurse.

The talking woodcut doll was really too evil, and coupled with his previous near-death experience, Qi Huan seriously doubted that there was something wrong with his spirit? Reason reminded him to throw away the woodcut doll of the evil sect first.

"Alright then, there's something to ring the bell. The little nurse secretly glanced at Qi Huan, who was wrapped in the quilt, and turned to go out.

The footsteps of the little nurse gradually moved away, and Qi Huan, who was covered in the quilt, also had his heart pounding.

Near-death experience, out-of-body experience, grandfather, one of the three, scorched wood doll!From the gap in the quilt, glancing at the empty sixty-four beds, Qi Huan suspected that he had actually been in a dream all along, and he had not really woken up at all.

Secretly twisted it on his thigh, Qi Huan inhaled in pain, not like he was dreaming? He was thinking nonsense, and faintly heard the door of the ward, and someone pushed it open again.

The doctor rounds the ward, or the nurse changes the dressing? Qi Huan felt a little bored, and was about to lift the quilt, when he heard a woman's voice deliberately lowered her voice from outside the quilt: "Grandpa, I stuffed Xiao Liu'er under your pillow." ”

is not a riverside native, the woman's accent has a bit of a southerner accent, and her voice is soft and glutinous.

Qi Huan seemed to have been immobilized, curled up under the quilt, not daring to move, only feeling that everything he had experienced was really weird!

There was silence in the room for a while, and Qi Huan felt that someone moved his pillow and tidied up the quilt for him. The woman stayed by the bedside for a moment, and when she saw that he had not moved, she left the ward with steps lighter than that of an old cat.

"Whew!" After a long time, Qi Huan came out of the quilt, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and filled his heart with question marks: "Grandpa, why does this woman also call me grandpa?" Who is Xiao Liu'er?"

There was a faint aroma wafting through the air, a faint smell, very good and light, almost imperceptible compared to the characteristic smell of disinfectant water in hospitals. Qi Huan was suddenly a little curious, what is the origin of this woman with a nice voice and fragrant voice?

It shouldn't be very old, Qi Huan guessed from the aroma and voice, he subconsciously glanced at the windowsill, and was surprised to find that the orange cat was squatting out of the window at some point.

The two looked at each other, the orange cat meowed, and seeing that Qi Huan was indifferent, the orange cat lay down coquettishly and showed his belly at him. It's just that the windowsill is narrow, and the orange cat's belly is only half bright, and it falls down with a meow.

This old cat has changed sex? It used to be hard at me. Qi Huan muttered and touched under the pillow. After a long while, he slowly withdrew his palm, and sure enough, what was held in his palm was the carved scorched wood doll that he had just asked the little nurse to throw away.

Qi Huan frowned, slowly turned the scorched wood strip, and the next moment, a child's choked cry begging for mercy sounded in his ears: "Grandpa spare his life, Xiao Liu'er doesn't dare to talk anymore." ”

It seems that my grandfather is decided! Qi Huan's brain is spinning rapidly, since it is not a dream, it is better to figure out what is going on first. He asked tentatively, "If you had to choose one of the three, which one do you think you should choose?"

"Of course it's a choosing!" Jiaomu Doll immediately cried, and answered in a milky voice, "Young, poor, and lonely, grandpa chooses to die every time." Grandpa's Taoism is mysterious, and he has the art of prolonging life, even if he chooses to live young, he can easily live for a hundred years. Even if the time comes, you are still proficient in the method of reincarnation and rebirth......."