Xie Zhi found that he had become an old man. His body had become old. He felt pain all over his body when he moved a little. There was a hard object inserted in his throat and he could not make a sound. If he looked carefully, he could see where the "hard object" was. , that was a thick tube, inserted directly from his cut throat, and connected to the oxygen machine next to the hospital bed!
Xie Zhi tried to turn his head, but he found that even a slight turn of his head would move the oxygen tube on his neck, and if he moved his legs and feet slightly, he would also feel a thin thread in his lower body. The long and thin tube was winding and led to a urine bag under his hospital bed.
That's...a urinary catheter...
Xie Zhi blinked. He suspected that he had entered some kind of dream, but he had never heard of people who could feel pain in dreams. Such real pain, real old age, and real... liquid from The feeling flowing out of my body...
Slowly turning his neck, Xie Zhi looked around while trying not to stretch the wound on his throat.
There are no vines, no wood carvings, and no myself holding the old man’s left hand next to the hospital bed...
The sunlight outside the window was dazzling and psychedelic, as if I was in some kind of fantasy.
After a while, Xie Zhi finally understood that it was not an illusion or a dream.
What I am in is a memory.
He was in the memory of the old man. In this memory, Xie Zhi's consciousness possessed the old man.
Is this... the unique ability of spirit haunters?
Through contact with patients with emotional illness, we can enter the memory that makes the patient feel hopeless.
That's why he was called "doctor" by the old man?
No, how would an ordinary old man in the ward know that I am a doctor?
Could it be that he has seen someone in a similar state to me before and was able to enter his dream?
Or is it that the basic education coverage of this huge moon world is wide enough, and it is already known to everyone that spirit entangled persons can enter other people's memories?
Still not right...
Xie Zhi wanted to continue thinking, but three nurses walked in from outside the intensive care unit, interrupting Xie Zhi's further thinking.
The nurses held medical record cards in their hands and checked various indicators to indicate that the indicators were normal. Through the different clothes and behaviors of several nurses, Xie Zhi recognized that two of them should be interns.
The school I attend is... The Third Medical College of Yanyan City.
Xie Zhi remembered that the Third General Hospital is an affiliated hospital of the Third Medical College.
Then the two intern nurses who walked to his bed should be nursing students of the Third Medical College. Medical students are often brought by their instructors to the college's affiliated hospitals for practical training, and various data monitoring of critically ill patients is naturally part of the training.
"March 1, 9 a.m., recorded."
"The heart rate is normal, the blood pressure is a little high, and the blood sugar is also a little high..."
Xie Zhi couldn't help but murmur in his heart as he listened to the exchanges between the nurses.
9am on March 1st?
What's today's date?
Oh, yes, today is March 2nd.
In this way, it is the memory of yesterday.
Xie Zhi was thoughtful.
So, most of the old man’s “despair” comes from yesterday?
So what happened at this time yesterday?
Xie Zhi couldn't make a sound, and all his attempts to make sounds turned into "ho ho" sounds the moment he opened his mouth.
Suddenly he remembered some kind of ventriloquism teaching he had seen on TV in his previous life. It is said that some patients with laryngeal cancer will learn to speak again by learning ventriloquism and esophageal vocalizations after their larynx is removed...
No, as expected, this kind of thing does not happen overnight, and there is no clue at all.
Xie Zhi sighed in his heart, then silently put aside these unrealistic thoughts, and continued to observe following the old man's memory.
He found that his current situation was very strange. The light around him was like twisted lines, shining in from the window, and turning into some kind of soft and visible line segments the moment it came in. Those line segments were like curtains. On himself, and covering the entire ward, turning the ward into some kind of bubble of light.
Time has no scale here. The clock on the wall moves very fast for a while, and then it seems as if the second hand has not jumped for half a century.
The nurses, doctors, the patients next door, the visiting family members, all the various roles are like the characters singing a big drama on the stage. After you sing, we will appear on the stage, like robots following a certain predetermined program.
Running water.
Such words suddenly flashed through Xie Zhi's mind.
Everything displayed before his eyes was like running water.
And those times that suddenly slow down and suddenly speed up are like some kind of waves in this river of memory.
When the waves leave an impression on the old man's mind, time will slow down. When the waves are unable to leave traces of hitting the rocks, the river of memory will speed up and plunge thousands of miles.
Suddenly, the river boiled, and the waves in the calm river were pushed up.
Xie Zhi saw that the light bubble in the ward suddenly opened a hole. In the opened hole, the ethereal colored light mask turned black, and the despair like black exhaust spread out from the opened hole.
Xie Zhi looked towards the opening and found that the patient on the opposite bed was dead.
That bed is very close to the door of the ward, and you can see it immediately after entering the intensive care unit.
"Sister Zhao! It's bad! The patient in bed No. 1 is gone!"
"Get to the emergency room! Hurry!"
"It's too late! When I saw him, he was already out of breath! His heart rate and blood pressure dropped to zero!"
"Have you contacted the family?"
"It's at the door! I rushed over when I got the call!"
Xie Zhi heard the nurses' exchanges from the spreading black air. Those exchanges formed blurred figures in the spreading black air, and then swirled in an instant and were annihilated in the void.
Then there were ups and downs of crying, some from men, some from women, some old, some young, some high-pitched howls, some uncontrollable sobbing...
The entire intensive care unit was instantly overwhelmed by the cries one after another, and the old man was on the edge of the cries. All the cries passed through his ears and left traces in his heart.
Time started to speed up again.
The same nurses came in, but beside those nurses, there were two more men.
One of them was wearing a white coat and his glasses were neatly placed on the bridge of his nose.
The other man's face was anxious, his brows were furrowed, and his steps were hurried.
"Director Liu, your father is in good health. If he takes good care of him, he can be taken back by you..."
"You should come and chat with him more. His disease is actually an emotional matter. Once his mood improves, he can be transferred from the critical illness to the general ward very quickly..."
"Hey! What are you talking about about money? Don't talk about money, don't talk about money. These are what we should do. We are all children. We can understand what it feels like to watch our parents suffer..."
"It was really unlucky to have the other bed at noon. Alas, we didn't want this kind of thing. The old man who had the other bed just delivered it yesterday, so today..."
"But don't worry, your father's situation is completely different from yours. In a month at most, your father will be discharged from the hospital. It will definitely not delay your important events..."
"I know, I know, if something happens now it's not good for your career, so don't worry. Today I'm just putting my head here to say harsh words. It's just laryngeal cancer and lymphoma. My father-in-law, I will give you ten more years." ,not a problem……"
For some reason, Xie Zhi could only hear the doctor's voice, but the man whom the doctor called "Liu Bureau" not only couldn't hear the voice, but when Xie Zhi tried to lift his head and look at "Liu Bureau", he could only I saw a mouth that was constantly moving and opening and closing, and the part above the mouth was completely shrouded in the dazzling sunlight, becoming blurry and unreal, making it difficult to see clearly.
The man named Director Liu is the old man’s son?
Xie Zhi thought in his heart.
Time started to speed up again.
Director Liu didn't stay in the hospital for long, and soon left in a hurry. Then there are some juniors who can't arouse any emotion in the elderly. They bring fruit baskets to the hospital, and then put the fruit baskets on the bedside table of the hospital bed, smiling at the nurses, doctors and nurses, and pretending to be sad.
Give me a fruit basket, who should eat it?
Xie Zhi rolled his eyes in his heart.
The old man's throat was cut from the middle. He probably couldn't touch any fruit. I brought a fruit basket at this time. I'm afraid he didn't buy it in the small shop in front of the hospital and brought it over. When he came, he didn't even know what exactly he got. The disease is not clear either.
Apparently the old man also dismissed this. The accelerated memory fragments did not slow down with the arrival and greetings of the visitors, but became faster and faster, so fast that every character's movement in the memory waved afterimages.
In an instant, the sun set outside the window, and then the second moon of the day rose.
Xie Zhi knew that it was already the night of March 1st.
Depending on how high the moon rises, it might be 6 or 7 pm.
Time slowed down again.
Two women, one tall and one short, walked in from outside the ward, looking like mother and daughter.
I don’t know why, but the doctors and nurses in the hospital were a little cold towards the mother and daughter, at least not as enthusiastic as when they met Director Liu during the day.
Or... this is not some kind of indifference, but a sense of fear?
"Mr. Li, you are here."
"You should bring Yuanyuan to see grandpa, you should, you should."
"Director Liu came to visit during the day..."
"I understand, I understand, I shouldn't mention..."
"The old man is in good condition. The dean has specifically told me to use the best medicine, the best..."
"What are you talking about! How can we blindly use Valium on patients?"
"I misunderstood what you meant? Then what do you mean..."
Just like the memory fragments during the day, Xie Zhi was also unable to see the specific appearance of the woman called "Mr. Li". He could only see the lips covered with lipstick slightly opening and closing, and the woman's face was the same as Director Liu's during the day. With the Holy Light.
However, this time the light comes from the moon.
The huge moon rising slowly was slowly climbing up from the edge of the window to the center.
"Mr. Li's" lips opened and closed, but Xie Zhi couldn't hear anything she said. It was as if in this memory fragment, her memory was disturbed by an inexplicable force.
Xie Zhi could only hear what the head nurse who was talking to "Mr. Li" said, and the head nurse's voice gradually became lower as she spoke.
"Mr. Li" pulled the head nurse out of the ward, so the head nurse's voice was only inaudible whispers.
"How can this be..."
"this is not……"
"I understand you..."
"well……"
"This kind of thing..."
These incoherent whispers were far away from Xie Zhi, some scattered from outside the ward, but none of them conveyed the meaning and could not be combined into a paragraph that allowed Xie Zhi to figure out the main idea.
Xie Zhi listened to no avail, turned around and saw that there was a little girl in the intensive care unit.
The little girl wears white shoes on her feet, and a floral dress on top. She carries a small student backpack on her shoulders. On the left strap of the backpack near her shoulders, there is a picture of a furry bee. stick.
But the strange thing is that when Xie Zhi was about to look up from the floral dress, he could only see the neck, chin, and a small lip. Looking up from the lips, nothing could be seen. Xie Zhi could only see the tip of his nose, and from the tip of his nose up, there was soft moonlight.
The moonlight shrouded the little girl's face like a bubble, constantly changing its shape and blocking the girl's face.
But Xie Zhi still felt a sense of intimacy from the little girl. He knew that this sense of intimacy did not come from himself, but from the old man he possessed.
I heard the head nurse say before that Mr. Li brought the little girl to see grandpa. From this point of view, the little girl is grandpa's granddaughter.
Xie Zhi felt his arm rising slowly and uncontrollably.
He understood that the old man was happy when he saw his granddaughter coming to see him, and wanted to raise his hand to touch his granddaughter's head.
When the little girl not far away saw her grandfather's palm raised, she ran over immediately.
Xie Zhi saw a smile rising on the little girl's face. That smile looked cute and pure at first glance. Even though Xie Zhi had never had a daughter, at this moment he felt that it would be such a blessing to have such a sensible and well-behaved daughter. Happy things.
The old man's palm slowly fell on the little girl's head.
Xie Zhi made a "ho ho" sound from his mouth. Xie Zhi knew that this was because the old man was in a happy mood and wanted to say something involuntarily.
It's a pity that after the larynx was removed, I could only make the "ho ho" sound.
The old man's palm slowly touched the little girl's head.
Xie Zhi could feel that his eyes must be full of soft light at this time.
The little girl's head was touched by her grandfather. With a smile on her face, the little girl slowly raised her head and spoke.
The little girl's voice was as sweet as his face. Even though her face was shrouded in the soft moonlight and could not be seen clearly, Xie Zhi could feel that she must be a beautiful little girl.
"grandfather……"
The little girl's voice reached Xie Zhi's ears, and Xie Zhi felt that his bones were brittle.
But then, the little girl's next words made all the hairs on his body stand up!
"Grandpa...can you die quickly?"
"Grandpa...can you die quickly?"
"Grandpa...can you die quickly?"
It was obviously just a sentence, but this sentence exploded like a stormy wave in an instant!
There is obviously only one sentence, but this sentence is like a virus that proliferates infinitely. In just an instant, it changes from one sentence to three, five, or thousands of sentences!
They are crowded in this intensive care unit, crowded, dense and thick! There is no way to avoid it!
It's like thousands of butcher knives suddenly appearing!
Every butcher knife is full of smiling faces and flowers!
The bubble burst.
The smile on the little girl's face is still bright, but the sweet smile seems to be a fixed smile mask on her face, and the frozen smile turns into a graffiti full of black energy!
That graffiti is like using a black crayon to draw on the paper. The traces of the crayon are all over the villain's face. It's messy, chaotic, and irregular!
"Grandpa, my mother picked me up from school in the afternoon and told me that you never die, grandpa. You obviously have cancer, but you survive every time, and you don't know when you will die..."
"Grandpa, I also heard my father and Aunt Xu secretly talking at night, saying that grandpa, you always affect his plans. Because of his status, he has to use the best resources to save you. The recent election did not go well for him. Woolen cloth……"
"grandfather……"
"grandfather……"
"grandfather……"
Xie Zhi felt that his body was getting stiffer and stiffer, but in front of his eyes, in front of his hospital bed, that cute and sweet girl in a floral dress seemed like a Pandora's box that had been opened!
Her head disappeared, and the part above her mouth turned into dark graffiti!
And even so, the girl's mouth is still opening and closing, constantly opening and closing!
There are more and more pitch-black graffiti, and countless black lines are spreading out from the graffiti. Those lines are flying in all directions of the ward, like a red-hot soldering iron, burning out dozens of similarly continuous lines in the entire ward in just an instant. The enlarging black hole comes!
"grandfather……"
"grandfather……"
"grandfather……"
From all the black holes, a little girl appeared!
No, to be more precise, only half of the little girl’s head appeared!
On the walls of the ward, on the ceiling of the ward, and even on the floor of the ward!
That red lip that closes together! As the holes grow, more and more! More and more dense!
Xie Zhi's pupils kept struggling, like a drowning person kicking and flopping in the water!
The heart rate monitor next to Xie Zhi's bed also fluctuated violently, and the prompts and alarms were heard constantly, exploding in the strange night with the huge moon rising!
"Grandpa...can you die tonight?"
"drop--"
Continuous sirens sounded, and at the same time, the entire ward in front of Xie Zhi, from the ceiling to the walls to the floor, was cracking like cracked porcelain!
The next moment, all the cracks exploded! Ejected in all directions!
…
The illusion of memory is broken.
Like a broken mirror.
Xie Zhi gasped, and his body retreated uncontrollably, as if pushed by a huge invisible and irresistible push, until he retreated to another hospital bed five or six meters away.
There was a "click" sound.
Xie Zhi's legs hit the hospital bed, his knees softened, and Xie Zhi sat directly on it.
The next second, Xie Zhi shivered subconsciously and woke up from the chaotic memory.
Hospital bed, memory, Bureau Liu, Mr. Li, and...the little girl...
Xie Zhi woke up and suddenly found himself sitting on a hospital bed.
He felt the texture of the bed and looked around again.
I am...
On...the bed of death...
Xie Zhi's eyes widened and he stood up from the bed with a "pop" sound.
Old Man Liu, who was not far away, had closed his eyes at this moment.
Two lines of clear tears flowed down the old man's cheeks, but before they fell a few centimeters, they were all absorbed by the cracked skin.
Xie Zhi noticed that the cracked skin looked like... dark wood grain.
"Doctor, I can't control myself..."
Xie Zhi heard the old man with an oxygen tube in his throat talking.
But the sound did not come from the old man's throat.
Behind the old man's body, on the bed where vines were spreading out, a mouth slowly grew.
No, not just a mouth...
Xie Zhi raised his head. In the ceiling wrapped in vines, two huge black holes slowly opened, and the chandelier on the ceiling was... the white eyes in the holes.
The entire intensive care unit has turned into a... talking monster!
"Doctor, I...I am full of hatred for this world..."
