The glimmer of morning light shone into the ward area along the floor-to-ceiling window at the end of the corridor, allowing the railings in front of the window to reflect light and pass through Li Yun's body. Li Yun stood in front of the window without a shadow, and patients who got up early and their families would not see such a figure.

On the entire floor, only Lin Youde was watching Li Yun.

He could not hear Li Yun's phone call now. Because Li Yun turned his back to him, he could not see Li Yun's expression. He had no way to infer what Li Yun said. He could only count in his heart and count the time when Li Yun spoke on the phone.

However, judging from the story that Li Yun told at the beginning and the length of the phone call, Li Yun should be asking for help, and this matter at the central hospital has become extremely complicated and troublesome.

Lin Youde himself felt this way.

The evil ghost he saw in Fang Xiaotian's ward had the same appearance and figure as Cai Chaoyang, but he looked like a pair of twins, with some essential difference. Last night in the ward, he also saw the "evil ghost" again. He only saw the shadow and hands of the evil ghost, but the outline and wrinkled hands were enough to prove that it was completely different from the evil ghost that appeared in Fang Xiaotian's ward.

This is really strange.

Lin Youde couldn't understand the key, but he could guess from Li Yun's actions that the key to this matter should be Yu Mingxing.

Thinking of this, Lin Youde turned around and looked at the ward.

After Yu Mingxing was woken up last night, he has not fallen asleep.

He was a little uneasy. What happened last night was really hard to explain. Lin Youde, the policeman, was reluctant to explain. He himself felt a strangeness...

Yu Mingxing thought of hitting ghosts for a moment. But since he was a child, he was so obsessed with ghost stories and horror movies, and he never saw ghosts. Don’t they say that children are more sensitive and easily see dirty things? When he was a child, he stayed in the hospital all day and never saw ghosts. Now he is so old, but he has seen them?

Another hell of a situation is...

Yu Mingxing felt fear, but the fear that suddenly appeared was soon dispelled by him.

No matter how you think about it, it is not scientific.

How could such a thing really happen?

The policeman Lin Youde is still guarding at the door.

Yu Mingxing couldn't figure it out.

When it was dawn, some people in other wards got up, and there were more voices on the floor, Yu Mingxing got up and stopped lying in bed.

Their ward was a bit too quiet. Everyone paid attention to Lin Youde at the door, with their own thoughts. When facing Yu Mingxing, their attitude also changed.

Yu Mingxing didn't care about depression. He was still worried about what Lin Youde should do to him. Was the story he made up accepted by the police or had other doubts? It is unlikely that he should have accepted it. Even if he doubted, he shouldn't be staring at him like this, right? The focus of recent hot discussion at the Central Hospital is Lin Youde, Xu Haijun, and the two survivors of the murder who were sent in for rescue...

Yu Mingxing kept thinking about this when he was washing up. After washing up, he noticed the flashing prompt lights on his phone.

He unlocked his phone and found a reply from his nephew last night:

[I heard that the serial family extermination case has been almost completed. It is just that several criminals have not been caught. The victims are all their close relatives. Uncle, why did you think of asking this?]

[How are you doing in the past few days? My mother has made soup. I will take a break tomorrow and I will send it to you in the morning.]

【The ward is the 17th bed in the respiratory department, right?

Yu Mingxing's heart sank and sent a message to his nephew, but still did not resolve the doubts in his heart.

His interpersonal relationships are quite simple. Thinking of the family murder case and the fugitive criminal, he could only search through his WeChat address book to find clues.

Is it a patient?

He met many patients at the central hospital, and there were a few who often contacted him.

This person who had stomach stomp was from other places; the person who had a heart stent was very old; the person who had an appendix was a single mother, and her son was in junior high school, so it was unlikely that he was a criminal...

Thinking of this, Yu Mingxing remembered the two questions between Lin Youde and Officer Qian.

He frowned and racked his brains to recall.

Dr. Cai Chaoyang has passed away long ago and it is impossible to commit a crime. As for Cai Chaoyang's relatives and friends, he doesn't know any of them. The little boy he met in the emergency room, calculated his age. Now it's time to commit a crime. But that fate made him unable to remember the name of the little boy. Another young man was stabbed in the stomach and was sent in. He was a stall to do business, and his personality was probably a little impulsive. Maybe it was him?

Yu Mingxing thought about it but couldn't remember the name.

As for Xu Haijun, he had never seen this old director of the U.S.A.A., he remembered Xu Haijun's latter director of the U.S.A. and also knew the current Director Xin.

Yu Mingxing's mind hurts so much that his mind is hurt until the sound of the food delivery is heard, and he stops thinking.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Lin Youde at the door. Instead of staring at him, Lin Youde turned his head strangely and looked beside him.

Yu Mingxing knew that in that direction, you could see the window at the end of the corridor, but from this location, you should see a cramped scene cut by the railings, and it was a corner of the city that was not very interesting.

Yu Mingxing looked away, took his own rice bowl, went to serve porridge, buns and pickles. Without saying hello to Lin Youde, he returned to the bed and started to have breakfast.

Not long after, he heard the commotion at the door.

He turned around and saw Lin Youde kicking down the chair in shock. His trance looked as if he had seen something surprising.

Yu Mingxing looked out curiously.

He saw nothing.

Lin Youde's dull eyes were moving.

It was as if something was invisible to others, and came all the way from the corridor to their ward.

When Yu Mingxing thought of this, he couldn't help but be stunned.

He had a bad premonition for no reason.

He urged to put down the spoon uneasily and stood up from the chair.

For some reason, he felt two more mountains in front of him, which was amazingly powerful. The peaks that covered the sky and the sun were full of oppression, as if they were about to fall down and crush the person.

Yu Mingxing wanted to retreat, but only felt that his breathing stopped at some point.

He covered his chest, his face was purple, and he shaked his whole body and fell to the ground.

"ah!"

"Call the doctor!"

There was a riot in the ward.

The middle-aged uncle in the bed next door quickly grabbed Yu Mingxing's arm, but Yu Mingxing's body seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and fell to the ground, and could not be pulled up no matter how hard it was.

Yu Mingxing felt even more painful at this time.

His lungs seemed to be tightly shackled by something, and the huge force almost crushed his lungs.

He couldn't breathe at all. His lungs contracted, his heart contracted, and the blood in his body became coagulated and he could not flow normally.

The doctors and nurses rushed to lift Yu Mingxing onto the hospital bed. The nasal tube at the head of the bed was placed on Yu Mingxing's head, and the oxygen was maximized.

Yu Mingxing only felt that the cold wind was blowing in his nose, and the cool feeling stayed in his nose, breaking through the trachea, pouring into his brain, and freezing his thinking. But his lungs still couldn't breathe.

He developed symptoms of tinnitus, and the voices of doctors and nurses around him became distant.

The pain in his throat brought his distant thinking back a little.

He knew the doctor had prescribed him a trachea, but he couldn't feel anything other than pain and bleeding.

There was still no air entering his lungs.

His lungs were wrapped in something, and he could only struggle in the shrinking space.

He is about to die.

This idea suddenly popped up in Yu Mingxing's mind.

As the thought came out, he felt fear.

My experience of seeking medical treatment in my childhood was very vague. I only remember those interesting things. The pain of the disease was completely forgotten. The ups and downs of treatment belonged to my parents. Of course, the joy of escaping death did not exist, because he had no fear of death at that time, and he didn't even understand what death meant.

When his body problems occur again and he frequently goes in and out of the hospital, he has already understood death and medical treatment. He knows that he is weak, but he also knows that he is not a severe patient. He will not die quickly, nor will he have the risk of sudden death anytime and anywhere. On the contrary, he may spend his long life weakly like this, and he will live a long, long time.

Things that were never expected actually came like this.

Yu Mingxing remembered some of the patients he had met in the past.

Those who were chatting with him the day before but suddenly failed at night; those who were dying when they were sent to the ward and died soon after; those who had no choice but to give up treatment...

Death is not new in the hospital.

When Yu Mingxing thought of this, his fear became stronger and stronger.

The desire to survive also rose, driving the blood vessels in the body.

He had a wonderful feeling.

He did not breathe fresh air, but his heart beat twice, causing the fluid trapped in the blood vessels to re-operate, and the organs that received the blood supply to recovered a little vitality.

Yu Mingxing vaguely heard Lin Youde's voice.

Lin Youde was shouting something anxiously.

Even though he couldn't hear clearly, Yu Mingxing felt that it was a very important thing to him.

He turned his head with difficulty, squinted his eyes, and looked at the door of the ward.

I don’t know if he had some kind of hallucination, but his vision became a little bit wrong, and he could only see two balls of light.

Black and white light.

In the light, two figures gradually became clearer from blur.

In the white light ball, the man wearing ancient costume and long hair had expressionless expression. However, Yu Mingxing saw a complex and unspeakable emotion in his eyes.

In the black ball of light, the young man in a black casual outfit stretched out his hands, and the black chain wrapped around his arm extended to his fingertips and connected to Yu Mingxing's body.
To be continued...