Chapter 18 Chapter 17 Disease

Perhaps because of the continuous rain and snow, there were so many patients in the hospital that they couldn't even fit in the ward. I was lying on a narrow hospital bed in the corridor outside the ward.As the doctor told me, dislocated jaw, torn neck muscles and multiple soft tissue injuries all over my body...all of these things are going to keep me in pain for a long time. I didn't ask the doctor to prescribe painkillers, which have very bad side effects on the nervous system, so I would rather live with these injuries until they subside on their own.Of course, from another perspective, these pains can also be regarded as a kind of self-punishment... May I ask, before I found Xin Jie, how could I allow myself to live comfortably and with peace of mind?I want to let these pains remind myself to stay awake and stimulate myself to keep looking.

Motivation, at this moment, I really need motivation too much. Twenty-one days, twenty-one days have passed since Li Xinjie disappeared. During these twenty-one days, too many things happened, but the result was nothing like four days ago, or seven days ago, or even twenty-one days ago. Two - I still haven't found any real clues, the only ones are speculations or speculations, and they are all unreliable speculations. I regard finding Xinjie as my belief, but only memories and pain support this belief. The noisy corridor during the day gradually quieted down at night, until a nurse or a patient who got up at night passed by quietly every few minutes, and I thought it was probably late at night again.

The corridor of the inpatient building in the deep winter is always so quiet and cold. I tucked my head into the quilt and began to sort out everything that happened in the air-raid shelter yesterday morning and think about the next action. The best way to sort out a complicated matter is to see what it is like at the beginning and end of each party. For me, I had no clue at the beginning, and I couldn't even find a direction to go in if I wanted to speculate.At the end, I got too much information at once, although the information was very messy, and it was even possible that it was all fabricated by Wang Fei.But no matter what, I think some of this information is true. For example, Wang Fei and his wife used to be residents of 602. They had strange experiences similar to mine. They encountered the same horrible thing made of long hair. That thing is likely to be the source of all this.

For Wang Fei, at the beginning, he surrendered himself to the police station with confidence and composure, as if everything was under his control.At the end, there was a moment of "frustrated" look, as if things didn't go according to his plan, but then, the way he looked at me from the car window at the end, he was back to the way he started, and I I'm sure that I read it right, and I'm sure things are still going according to his plan. That's why I feel more and more anxious. I always feel that there is a bigger conspiracy behind him, and everything that happened in the air-raid shelter , including my break with Ling Zhijie, maybe it's just the beginning.

So, the biggest question now is, what exactly does Wang Fei want to do?And this time when he went to the air-raid shelter, apart from revealing some hard-to-discern information to me and making me break with Ling Zhijie, what other goals did he achieve that I don't know? ... I was thinking with all my strength when I suddenly felt the head of the bed being patted a few times. I poked my head out and saw a man standing beside him, his face was very close, and he whispered, "Don't cover your head when you sleep, the air won't circulate." Because of the backlight, I couldn't see the man's face clearly, but I could only tell that it was a young woman, probably a nurse on duty.I nodded with a smile, thanked me in a low voice, and prepared to continue thinking about things.

But after a while, I found that the girl hadn't left and was looking at my face. I subconsciously touched my face and looked back at her curiously. After a while, the girl suddenly asked, "He Ning? So it's really you!" My heart skipped a beat. This girl seemed to know me, so I tried to sit up and see who she was.But she held me down and asked me to lie still, and her face was still in the backlight, I couldn't see clearly, so I could only say sorry, and asked, "Who are you?" "Qin Jia, I'm Qin Jia!" The girl's tone was a little excited, and her voice was a little louder, but she immediately covered her mouth, knelt down beside my bed, and said, "Really I didn't expect to meet you here, you see, I'm so excited..." Then he laughed out loud.

I couldn't remember the name for a while, but after she changed the position, I could finally see her face clearly. This is a very young and beautiful face, tender and fair, but I still can't remember who she is, not even the slightest sense of deja vu. The girl didn't seem to notice the expression on my face, and continued: "It's been so many years since I saw you, you've changed a bit, I couldn't recognize you at first... By the way, why are you here? It's not easy..." I had to interrupt her: "Qin Jia? I'm so sorry, I really can't remember, I want to ask, how did we meet? That... I mean before."

The excitement on the girl's face disappeared immediately, she looked a little surprised, and said, "You...you are He Ning, right?" I nod. "It's okay... I almost thought I made a mistake..." The girl breathed a sigh of relief, then her eyes flickered, she pointed to her head, and said, "You won't suffer from amnesia, will you?" I looked at her and shook my head in embarrassment. There was also a hint of embarrassment on the girl's face, but she quickly laughed again and said, "Forget it, I know you anyway. I'm on duty today, and you can call me if you need anything." Then he got up to leave.

I hurriedly said: "Qin Jia, thank you, but you haven't told me how we met before?" The girl turned her head, looked at me, smiled calmly, and said after a while: "Hehe, forget about it, let's just pretend that we are getting to know each other again now." The girl came back not long after she left, this time carrying a quilt and a hot water bottle, all of which were placed on my bed, she smiled at me, and left without saying anything. But I can't remember who this person is, when and where I saw it, and even in the next few days, no matter how I asked her, she never mentioned the past. My care is extra careful.I recovered very quickly because of this, but I don't like being favored by others for no reason. No smell.

When it came time to be discharged from the hospital, it was the morning four days later. The body is basically fine, and the pain is already very weak, but I still feel a little weak. When I got out of bed, my whole body was light, and I was a little staggered when I took the first step, and then I was supported by two nurses beside me. , I quickly waved my hand and said it doesn't matter, then let them go, and walked two steps by myself.The doctor in charge of me looked at it and said: "Well, your physique is quite good. I didn't expect you to recover so quickly. You don't need to be hospitalized for observation. Next, you can take a good rest at home, pay attention to diet and exercise, it is best not to eat ...".

After bidding farewell to the doctor and starting to walk downstairs, I suddenly remembered something, pulled a nurse passing by and asked, "Excuse me, isn't Qin Jia here today?" "Who are you looking for?" "Qin Jia is also a nurse here." "I don't know. You can ask our head nurse. She is in the office on the first floor now." "okay, thank you." The head nurse's office door was closed, and I knocked for a few minutes but no one opened the door, and the head nurse didn't come back, so I gave up and planned to thank this girl named Qin Jia another day, and walked out of the inpatient building after thinking about it. Seeing Ling Zhijie pacing around the gate, he seemed to be thinking about something. I walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder, before he suddenly turned around and looked at me with a confused expression. I found that his face was very dark, and his whole expression was obviously much haggard. In my memory, it is rare to see him in such a bad mental state. "What's wrong with you?" I asked. Ling Zhijie looked at me, a little hesitant to speak, this situation is still very abnormal for his language habits.He took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it. After a long while, he asked, "Ah Ning...how is your recovery?" I noticed that the tone of Ling Zhijie's speech had also changed. This tone was caused by too many doubts in my heart. I thought that during the four days I was hospitalized, many things must have happened again. Wang Fei was concerned, so he said directly: "My body is fine, just rest for a few days. You came today to ask me some questions, right?" Ling Zhijie pinched the cigarette on the ground and said, "Yes, there are some things that I really can't figure out." "Wang Fei?" When Ling Zhijie heard this name, his eyebrows almost trembled. It seemed that the matter was more serious than I imagined. Afterwards, I got into Ling Zhijie's car and drove directly downstairs to his house without saying a word. Ling Zhijie lived in a single apartment on the 17th floor, one floor short of the top floor. I followed Ling Zhijie out of the elevator, walked through the long corridor until the end, and at the corner was his apartment.After opening the door and entering, the same musty smell came over his face, as if no one had lived in it for a long time, Ling Zhijie must have been in the police station at night. I have been to his residence several times, and Xin Jie has come more often than me, because since the incident three years ago, no one has helped him with housework, only Xin Jie has come to help him clean for a living every week, Tidy up the room, etc.So, as soon as I walked into this room, I could feel a very familiar smell, besides Ling Zhijie's, there was also Xin Jie's. I suddenly remembered that Xin Jie had indeed come here the day before she disappeared. Ling Zhijie boiled a pot of water and told me that the coffee was in the cupboard, while he sat down on a chair, took out his cigarette and started smoking again. When I finished making coffee, Ling Zhijie looked up at me and asked, "The other day, in the air-raid shelter, what Wang Fei told you about... space-time distortion... Can you tell me how it works?" thing?" But I can't explain this concept in great detail. I just gave a rough talk. Ling Zhijie obviously has a long-standing understanding of this superficial concept, and he couldn't get a more thorough understanding from me. He continued to ask : "In the air-raid shelter, the person I hit that time was really you?" I nod. "You and that...that bastard said that you were beaten and came up from the pit before I entered the pit and then went to beat you?" I nod again. "Is that place really distorted by time and space?" Ling Zhijie asked. "I don't know, but you know it's impossible for me to believe such a thing." "So you thought I was lying to you?" Ling Zhijie continued to ask. "right." "I...I understand..." Ling Zhijie sighed, then turned around and asked again, "Do you still believe me now?" Now, I didn't nod or shake my head, Ling Zhijie could only smile wryly. I also smiled wryly, and changed direction and asked, "Did you find anything after returning to the air-raid shelter?" "Nothing..." I thought for a while, and suddenly remembered something very important, and asked, "Where's my cotton coat?" "I've looked and can't find it, and I can't find anything you're wearing." "Have you found all the bottoms of those potholes?" "It's impossible. There are too many potholes and not enough manpower. Besides, we won't spend so much time investigating that air-raid shelter." For this answer, I can only reserve my opinion, because I haven't searched all the potholes, and I can't be sure that they were taken to another time and space.I stopped asking about the air-raid shelter, and instead remembered why Ling Zhijie asked me to come here, so I asked, "What's wrong with Wang Fei?" Ling Zhijie looked up at me, and said two words almost reluctantly: "Run away." This has long been expected by me, but when I actually heard it, I was still a little surprised, so I asked, "What do you mean? You mean jailbreak?" "It's not a jailbreak if you haven't been in prison yet." "Then where did he run from?" "In the car." "In the car?" "Yes, on the way to the Provincial Public Security Bureau." "Were you there?" "No." "What did the escort say?" "It's very simple. When you drive to the Public Security Bureau and are ready to receive it, open the door, and the son of a bitch is not inside." "What do you mean? What kind of car escorted him?" "Two, a prison car for escort, and a small car from our bureau for follow-up." "Did nothing happen on the road?" "Yes, the escorts are all the same, and there is no problem. The son of a bitch seems to have evaporated from the car. That's why I asked you about space-time distortion." "Do you suspect that he escaped through time and space distortion?" Ling Zhijie didn't reply to me, and lit another cigarette. It seemed that he was still conflicted, but I guess he had thought about this question countless times, and he was inclined to affirm the concept of space-time distortion, but he was embarrassed to explain it to me. I thought about it, and then asked, "Did anyone in the prison van watch him?" "Xiao Song is watching." "Just him?" "Yes, guards with guns." "What did Xiao Song say? He is always staring at Wang Fei, and he doesn't know what to say?" "No, Xiao Song also disappeared."