"nobody?"
Fu Bao found it very strange. Wasn't that skinny man wrapped in a quilt, biting the corner of the quilt and not daring to say a word?
Why does the nurse keep insisting that there is no one there?
There must be something wrong with the nurse's eyes.
"Didn't you see him? He was still barking just now. When you were aggressive, he didn't dare to say anything. Look, he was looking at you..." Fu Bao described. "Ahhhhh!"
The nurse was frightened, screamed and ran away.
what happened?
Fu Bao was confused.
Three minutes later, the doctor responsible for diagnosing and treating Fu Bao entered the ward again. With sharp eyes like an eagle, he looked at Fu Bao up and down. Fu Bao felt a little numb at the sight, so he hurriedly stated, "I didn't do anything! "
"The patient on this bed had bone cancer. He originally weighed 108 kilograms, but lost less than 30 kilograms after getting sick. He just died of the disease three days ago. You said you saw him?"
the doctor asked Fu Bao. Fu Bao looked at the hospital bed next door. The man in the quilt was too thin to be human-shaped... No, it should be said that he was so sick that he was biting the quilt. His face was twisted in pain. Fu Bao felt that he was sweating on his forehead, and there was something there. He kept hitting his head again and again, and it hurt like hell.
"Did you see him?"
The doctor pressed Fu Bao, his eyes shining with curiosity.
"No, no."
Fu Bao shook his head hard.
"Then why did you say those things?"
The doctor continued to ask.
"I..." Fu Bao swallowed, slowly looked away from the sick man and said, "I'm sorry, I deliberately scared the nurse sister."
"Young man, don't do this again."
The doctor warned Fu Bao.
Fu Bao nodded obediently and felt cold sweat on his back again.
Damn it! Damn it! He's gone to hell!
After the doctor left, Fu Bao closed his eyes and heard the groans of the sick man again in his ears. Every time he screamed, the nerves in his brain seemed to be burned, and he finally couldn't help shouting, "Shut up!" "
The sick man immediately shut up, and then said aggrievedly: "But I'm in so much pain..."
"Shut up! I don't want to talk to ghosts!"
Fu Bao suddenly covered himself in the quilt, but ten seconds later he lifted the quilt and sat up again, staring closely at the sick man.
The sickly ghost seemed a little uncomfortable being stared at by Fu Bao and twisted his body. Fu Bao's head hurt and his body was very weak, but he still managed to stand up. He was going to be discharged from the hospital. He couldn't bear to be in the same space with a ghost!
"Hey, don't go out. Although I'm a ghost, I won't harm you. It's scary outside because it's very close to the morgue..."
The sick man gave his advice with good intentions, but Fu Bao didn't want to listen to him at all and rushed out of the ward.
When Fu Bao walked out of the ward and was about to move downstairs, he saw something strange crawling out of the hospital corridor.
There are legless men squirming on the ground in white hospital gowns, women with long tongues hanging in the air, and guys with intestines thrown out from their stomachs...
Fu Bao was now sure that either this was not a boring trick on the TV station, or he had indeed seen a ghost!
With a splitting headache, sweat on his forehead, and feet as soft as noodles, Fu Bao didn't know whether to go back and sleep with a ghost, or rush over and fall in love with a group of ghosts...
How come there are so many lonely ghosts!
Fu Bao didn't understand very much, but when he looked at the floor plan hanging at the corner of the stairs on the right, he realized that the morgue was downstairs.
Fu Bao exhaled. Fortunately, these ghosts didn't notice him. They were all crawling and flying around on their own, and some were dragging their intestines around.
Fu Bao pretended not to see them, quietly moved his steps and started walking out.
Everything seemed to be fine until Fu Bao walked up to a woman who was obviously a hanged ghost. The woman had a tongue as long as a sugar cane and was dangling boredly in the air, flicking her bright red tongue. Fu Bao was accidentally beaten.
"sorry."
Hang the female ghost and say.
"It doesn't matter."
Fu Bao answered subconsciously.
Suddenly, the whole scene froze, like pressing the pause button on a movie. Suddenly, all the ghosts turned their green eyes to Fu Bao - "You can see us!"
"I'm so wronged!"
"Avenge me!"
Fu Bao couldn't wait to give himself a few slaps. How could he be polite at this time?
The footless male ghost immediately crawled towards Fu Bao, dragging two long blood marks on the broken leg. However, the intestine-pierced ghost was faster, and his large and small intestines flowed out all the way. As a result, he accidentally tripped over his own intestines and suffered a heart attack. It came out and hit Fu Bao. Fu Bao immediately dodged. As a result, the ghost heart hit the wall with a bang, then bounced back, hitting the bullseye, and returned to the gut-pierced ghost body.
Disgusting! Fortunately I hid quickly...
Fu Bao thought subconsciously, but at this time, escaping is the most important thing!
But Fu Bao was so frightened that his face turned pale, his legs were weak, his crotch was a little wet, and he couldn't move for a while.
And the excited ghosts came over. It was rare to see a human being who could communicate with them. They hoped to have a good chat with Fu Bao, but Fu Bao did not want to have close contact with them. Adrenaline surged and he conquered fear. He hurriedly ran away, but after a few steps his feet tightened and he was pulled down by the crawling footless ghost.
Fu Bao fell to the ground with stars in his eyes, but he still remembered his current situation and immediately got up. He waved with one hand to reject these enthusiastic wandering spirits, and fumbled around with the other hand to find something to use as a weapon. He happened to touch something that felt familiar to his hand. He raised his hand and waved at the ghosts.
"ah!"
The wandering spirits screamed, and when Fu Bao could see clearly, there was nothing in front of him, and all the wandering spirits in the corridor were gone.
Fu Bao was very surprised. What were they afraid of?
Fu Bao looked at the thing in his hand again. Isn't it the haunting doll?
Fu Bao was puzzled. The moment he saw the doll, his head began to hurt again. The severe pain was like the sound of a bell, coming one after another and never ending.
This doll also has the function of warding off evil spirits?
What on earth is it!
At this time, the movement in the corridor attracted a nurse. Seeing Fu Bao sitting on the ground, she frowned and asked him what he was doing.
"I want to be discharged from the hospital."
Fu Bao said immediately.
"No, your current physical condition is not suitable for discharge."
the nurse answered.
"I have to get out of the hospital or I'm going to die."
Fu Bao said loudly that he was now a fellow patient with a dead ghost!
"Then we have to wait until tomorrow, definitely not tonight."
The nurse rejected his request, helped Fu Bao up, and sent him back to the ward. He didn't eat for several days, and only had a bottle of Fu Bao dripping in the hospital. His strength was not as strong as that of a nurse, so he could only be forcibly sent back to the ward. The sick man blinked at him on the bed.
Fu Bao lay back on the hospital bed, resisting to look at the sick man next door, but soon the sick man started moaning loudly, and Fu Bao's head hurt so much that it seemed like it was going to split. He first covered his head with a quilt and tried to endure it. Finally, he couldn't help but jumped up, ran to the sick man's bed, used the puppet that had just scared away the lonely souls, pressed it against the sick man's throat, and shouted in a low voice: "Shut up!"
"Ahhh!"
The dead ghost screamed, as if Fu Bao was threatening him with an exorcism weapon such as the peach wood sword, "Take this thing away! It's so scary! It's so scary!"
This guy is also afraid of dolls... Fu Bao felt even more irritated after he realized that he had used the doll to threaten the sick and dying ghost. It was this doll that almost turned him into a madman. He didn't expect that he would rely on it for help now.
"Are you afraid of this?"
Fu Bao asked the sick ghost. The sickly man huddled under the quilt, revealing his eyes that had become too thin due to being too thin, and nodded repeatedly.
"Why? What is it?"
Fu Bao asked the sick and dead ghost. He was very curious about what it was, and even ghosts were afraid of it.
The sick man shook his head desperately.
"Hey, you're scared of it but you have no idea what it is? That doesn't make sense."
Fu Bao frowned and said.
"...but I really don't know."
The sick man said aggrievedly.
Fu Bao let out a long sigh, and the sick ghost began to groan again. Fu Bao collapsed instantly, and with his mind cut off, he stuffed the doll into the mouth of the sick ghost. Then the sick ghost also collapsed, rolling around on the bed with a distorted expression, like It's a duck stuffed with live coals.
Fu Bao's head hurt when he heard the painful sound of the sick ghost whining, but he felt the urge to laugh. His world really collapsed.
The next day, Fu Bao was allowed to be discharged from the hospital because he appeared very healthy in front of the doctor, as if he could not see the sick ghost in the bed next door, nor could he see the shadow of the ghost constantly floating in the corridor. If you want to survive, you must be strong.
Fu Bao walked out of the hospital gate, facing the rising sun, with an uninvited black doll stuffed in his jeans pocket.
