During the past few days in the hospital, Li Xiaoqi had already become accustomed to the rhythm of pig-raising, dressing, eating and sleeping. The sounds outside the window sounded on time. The traffic horns during the evening rush hour and the noise from pedestrians after work woke him up. Li Xiaoqi, after moaning and groaning on the hospital bed for a while, got up from the bed sleepily.
He glanced at the time and saw that it was 5:20 in the evening, more than an hour before Zhang Yue'er was out of school. Li Xiaoqi, who was a little bored, tried his best not to touch the injured left rib, and carefully rubbed it from the hospital bed. In the wheelchair next to the bed.
"I just can't do it after staying in this hospital for a long time. My physical strength has obviously declined."
Li Xiaoqi, who was a little out of breath in the wheelchair, muttered with a wry smile, then reached out to push the wheels of the wheelchair and left the ward.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window at the end of the corridor, shining on the nurses who were busy walking. Because Zhang Yue'er was not around at the moment, Li Xiaoqi's gaze towards these angels in white became a little unscrupulous.
"Xiao Qi, look at our nurses and sisters who start acting so blatantly as soon as the little one is not around."
Just when Li Xiaoqi was about to judge who was the most beautiful archangel in white, a joking voice sounded from the side.
"It's Nurse Yan, no?"
"It's my sister, it's my sister."
Looking at the smiling head nurse Yan beside him, Li Xiaoqi smiled coquettishly.
"By the way, Xiaoqi, what do you do?"
Recalling that when Li Xiaoqi was first sent to the hospital, a few crumpled talisman papers fell out of his pocket. Although Nurse Yan had already made some suspicions about Li Xiaoqi's work, because of women's She was born with a gossip mentality, but she still asked questions knowingly.
"I am engaged in folklore work."
After thinking about it for a moment, Li Xiaoqi felt that although the Yin and Yang business he was engaged in was not a secret and shady job, speaking out about it would always make people feel like a charlatan or a charlatan, so he thought twice about it. , Li Xiaoqi still said, "folk custom" is a more acceptable word.
"That's it, then..."
Facing Nurse Yan, who suddenly hesitated to speak, Li Xiaoqi, who was professionally sensitive, smiled dumbly and spoke.
"Xiaoyue is not around, and I really can't understand some things in the ward."
"Nurse Yan, would you please help me do it?"
"Then what's the trouble? I'll get it for you right now."
Nurse Yan, who understood the meaning of Li Xiaoqi's words, pushed Li Xiaoqi back to the ward.
"Nurse Yan, I think you can guess what I do. If you have anything to say, just say it."
Looking at Nurse Yan who was still a little reserved, Li Xiaoqi smiled and said.
"In that case, I'll say it."
When Head Nurse Yan was still a young nurse, she would listen to other nurses gossiping about strange things and supernatural legends in various hospitals. Although, listening to these bizarre stories made her extremely frightened. , but she, who has always been materialistic, only listened to these as stories.
Until a month before Li Xiaoqi came to the hospital, the nurse on duty at night would always see a vague little figure in the dark corner of the hospital corridor every now and then, with half of his head exposed from the corner of the wall, looking at the person sitting on duty Nurse at the front desk.
At first, the nurses on duty thought they had made a mistake, but one nurse who was very curious and courageous decided to go and check if it was the child of a certain patient or a young patient in a certain ward. He ran out in the middle of the night to be naughty and disturbed other patients while they were resting. It would be too bad if he bumped into someone.
With this idea in mind, the nurse who went to check walked to the dark corner of the corridor, but saw nothing. Just when she was confused, the sound of children's laughter sounded not far away.
The nurse who looked up in search of the voice saw the same short figure as before appearing at another corner not far away, also holding half of his head out of the corner of the wall, looking at him.
If the nurse could tell herself before that she might have misjudged the short figure because of the dim light and fatigue, then no matter what, she could find no excuse now.
"Xiaojuan'er, what did you see?"
Another nurse on duty at the front desk looked at Xiaojuan, who was standing in a daze not far away at the corner of the corridor, and asked with a trembling voice.
"It's nothing, I saw it wrong."
Just when Xiaojuan finished speaking and turned around to walk back to the front desk, a chill blew across the back of her neck. Before Xiaojuan could tremble, she turned around to check, and she clearly felt , a cold little hand held her little finger, and at the same time, a child's voice sounded in her ears.
"Sister, I can't find my mother. I'm so scared."
"Xiaojuan, what's wrong with you, Xiaojuan..."
The second before Xiaojuan fainted, her vision was blurred, and she saw Lina, who was on duty with her, running towards her with a panicked look on her face.
At first, head nurse Yan didn't quite believe it. As the nurses on the night shift became more and more frightened, she decided to work the night shift herself.
There was a brightly lit reception desk with a sleepy little nurse next to her. Nurse Yan had just finished making coffee and wanted to blow on the steaming coffee. However, when she opened her mouth to blow, What blows out of the mouth is the white mist that is only exhaled when the temperature is cold.
Nurse Yan, who felt something was wrong, subconsciously wanted to push her colleagues to wake up, but no matter how hard she tried, the only reaction of the sleeping nurse was to "hum" twice, and then continued to sleep beautifully. .
Feeling helpless, Head Nurse Yan sighed, put on a piece of clothing for her colleague, and then raised her head to check the surrounding situation.
Just when her sight passed by the darkness at the corner of the corridor, a short, blurry figure lifted the corner of the wall and exposed half of its head, looking at her.
She picked up the coffee and took a sip. After her mood calmed down a little, Nurse Yan took courage and walked towards the dark corner of the corridor.
But just like what Xiaojuan experienced that night, Nurse Yan saw nothing when she walked to the corner. At the same time, the sound of children's play sounded not far away.
Different from Xiaojuan, when she saw the short figure around the corner not far away, still looking at her from the corner of the wall, Head Nurse Yan slowly backed away while staring at him.
Bracing her nerves, Nurse Yan, who had stayed up all night in fear, rushed to the security room at dawn and asked the security guard to retrieve the surveillance video from last night. But what she found unbelievable was that in last night's video, Except for himself and his colleagues on duty, no one appeared.
