Li Yun was not sure whether his judgment was accurate, but after the idea came out of his head, his heartbeat was turbulent and his breathing was disordered.

He barely kept calm, came out of the shower, grabbed his glasses on the sink, and looked at the tiles in the shower again.

The tiles were clean, and only the water from the shower kept hitting the tiles, making crackling sounds.

None?

Just now, hallucination?

Li Yun didn't feel relieved.

He hurriedly touched his back, then turned his neck in front of the mirror, trying to see clearly the situation on his back.

He saw no strange carrion, no wounds or blood.

His back is good.

only……

Li Yun's hands seemed to be stuck to his back and stopped moving.

His gaze fell on his head. Because of perspective, he could only see half of his head and his wet hair.

There, it seems...is...

Li Yun's hand moved again and reached out to touch the back of his head.

He didn't blink in the mirror.

The protrusion on the back of the head was covered by the hand.

Li Yun touched the sticky, soft and wet piece of meat... like... rotten meat...

He put down his hand and saw the slippery red mucus on his hand, which seemed to be blood, and like other body fluids.

The back of his head was not painful or itchy, and he didn't feel anything, but there was just that piece of carrion.

It seemed like a hole was opened in his head, but he didn't realize it.

Head...

A skull flashed through Li Yun's mind.

The skull is not a thick white bone, but a grayish-white one. It appears on a screen, and there is also...

Knock.

Li Yun was alarmed by the knock on the door.

"Have you washed it?" Zhou Ping shouted outside the door.

Li Yun exhaled, lowered his head, and found that there was nothing on his hands, the water stains were a little dry, leaving only the wrinkled skin left by long-term soaking water.

He looked at the mirror again, reached out and touched the back of his head, and felt a wet hair and a hard skull.

Those things disappeared again.

Knock.

"Are you okay?" Zhou Ping asked again, with more worry in his voice.

Li Yun replied, went back to the shower room and turned off the faucet.

Li Yun felt that something was wrong with him was not a physical problem, but a psychological one. He might be sick. Obsessive-compulsive disorder and allergies were all diseases, but now, he might have some more serious mental illness.

Li Yun tossed and turned on the bed.

He felt more and more that there was something wrong with the pillow under his head.

This indescribable feeling made him lose control of his emotions.

He remembered the carrion that appeared and disappeared in the shower.

Maybe inside the pillow...

"Huh... can't you sleep?" Zhou Ping in the bed next door was woken up by him.

With a click, Li Yun turned on the light and put on glasses.

Zhou Ping raised his hand to block the light and said impatiently: "What's going on with you? Today is a day..."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped.

Li Yun had already tore open the disposable plastic pillowcase he had put on the hotel pillowcase, and then pulled the pillowcase prepared by the hotel. Even so, he still couldn't calm down.

There must be something...

Although he touched the soft pillow and didn't touch any strange objects, Li Yun still stubbornly felt that there was something in it.

His subconscious told him this and kept warning him.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Ping asked in shock.

Li Yun grabbed the pillow and used his hands to force his hands. He only heard the sound of ripping silk burst out in the quiet night, like a signal.

This signal is for Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping had already jumped out of bed and stayed away from Li Yun, "Hey, what are you... what are you doing?" As he asked, Zhou Ping retreated to the door, looking at Li Yun, as if he was looking at a madman.

Li Yun didn't look back at Zhou Ping at all.

He tore open the pillow.

The cotton wool flew out like a movie shot, but other than that, nothing else fell out of the pillow. There was only cotton in the pillow.

Li Yun let go of his hand.

What did he... do?

Li Yun's head suddenly broke and fell into a blank space.

When his consciousness slowly woke up, he found himself standing in front of the closet.

He was changing his clothes, his unbuttoned shirt, and in front of him was an open wardrobe and a single garment that had just been taken off the hanger.

he……

Li Yun's thoughts were cut off by the scenery in his sight.

He saw the flesh and blood in his abdomen.

The blurred flesh and blood was like the body rotting from the inside. After the skin cracked, the rotten flesh inside also overflowed.

He reached out and touched it, only touched the soft piece of meat. There was no blood. The blood probably dried up. The meat was rotten, and the blood naturally disappeared. He didn't smell the stinking. This was a bit strange.

How could such a large area of ​​rot not smell?

No, the more serious problem is that his body is rotten, why didn’t he die?

Unless, these are all fake.

Li Yun thought so, glanced at him and saw a small bag on the bed next to him.

He was changing his clothes, and there was a bag for going out for medical treatment on his bed. There was his social security card and medical record book. The medical record book was full of records of allergic treatment. He went to the hospital regularly to prescribe allergic medicine, which has become a part of his life.

Now, is he going to prescribe medicine again?

wrong……

Li Yun felt his head drowsy.

He gave up changing his clothes, took out the medical record directly, and turned it to the final record.

The words "psychiatric department" are listed.

He doesn't remember seeing psychiatry.

Li Yun only felt that the medical record in his hand was extremely heavy, and the words on it were very vague.

He closed the medical record, stuffed it into a small bag, and quickly changed his clothes.

He may be terminally ill.

He thought that he should have told the doctor when he was visiting the doctor today that his memory had blanked. Perhaps he had told the doctor this a long time ago, but he had forgotten it himself.

Li Yun fell into this kind of thinking. When he came back to his senses again, he found himself standing at the entrance of the hospital.

Three...No, it is the Fourth Hospital and the Fourth People's Hospital.

Li Yun vaguely felt something was wrong, but he didn't even think too much and entered the outpatient hall.

He thought about registering, but his eyes were attracted by something, and his steps turned a corner unconsciously.

He seemed to hear a strange murmur, not like a human tone, nor like a bird or a beast. He should have heard that sound, but he couldn't remember it.

Li Yun followed the sound and walked along the way, and he felt colder as he walked.

He was so cold that he shivered, but the instinctive tremor of his body stopped quickly. His muscles became stiff, like frozen meat taken from the freezer. His steps on the ground were also hard, and the sound of falling to the ground could echo in the corridor.

Li Yun raised his head.

There is a sign hanging on the front door, and the three words "morgue" are shocking.

Li Yun was as if possessed by a demon and reached out to push open the door of the morgue.
To be continued...