novelraw Chapter 143
Chapter 143
Chapter 143
Ye Wucheng jumped out of the bed and held Feng Mian's shoulder: "What's wrong with you? Do you want to call a doctor for you?"
Feng Mian couldn't hear what he was saying at all, the roar in his ear almost made his whole brain explode, as if someone was stirring in his brain with an ear pick.
He trembled in pain, his teeth clicked, and his whole body bowed into a shrimp.
He managed to recognize the word "doctor" from Ye Wucheng's lip-shaped pronunciation. This idiot didn't know that they were now in the jaws of a tiger, and their lives were about to die.
Those people are not doctors who save lives and wounds at all, but executioners with scalpels.
Ye Wucheng saw that he was speechless and tried his best to endure the pain, so he had no choice but to turn around and prepare to go out, wanting to call a doctor for him.
Although he knew that this place was a bit unusual, since those people brought everyone here, it meant that they were useful to those people, and their lives should be guaranteed for the time being.
Seeing that he was about to go out, Feng Mian broke out in a cold sweat. He didn't want to meet the people from Jade Bird for the time being. God knows if they are more cruel to the patients.
If they feel that they can't bear the experiment, they may just use him to test the water first.
He hurriedly grabbed Ye Wucheng, the knuckles of both hands turned white.
Feng Mian wanted to tell the idiot not to go, but when he opened his mouth, it turned into a series of indistinct painful syllables, so he shook his head, signaling him not to look for those white coats.
Ye Wucheng received the hint, so he had no choice but to stop this thought and stand where he was.
Although he has suffered a lot, he has never seen others in such pain, and he doesn't know what expression he should have or what actions he should make at this time.
Even when the old beggar who had been with me died peacefully, he just fell asleep forever on a snowy night.
But Feng Mian's painful appearance now made him feel that some things were much more difficult than death.
After a long time, Feng Mian gradually calmed down.
The tinnitus gradually subsided, the headache gradually eased, and the chest pain and suffocation finally eased a lot. He took a big breath of air, and his lungs finally filled up.
But he also choked and coughed, and blood was coughed out from his nose and mouth.
Feng Mian wiped his face, he felt much better after coughing up the bruise, although his chest was still burning, but his breathing was much easier.
He came and grabbed Ye Wucheng's hand: "Don't go looking for those white coats, they are not good people."
Ye Wucheng didn't ask why, but nodded: "What happened to you just now?"
Feng Mian swallowed the blood in his throat: "I don't know, it may be the sequelae of the explosion, the internal organs were injured."
"We were also at the center of the explosion, and there were people who were closer than you." Ye Wucheng was referring to himself and several other children, "but only your reaction was so severe."
Feng Mian raised his head, thinking that he had some important conjectures, but he just looked at himself, thought for a while, and finally choked out "You are too weak".
Feng Mian wanted to punch him.
"Go, go, go." He lay back on the bed clutching his chest, "I want to rest for a while."
He was afraid that if he continued to talk to Ye Wucheng, even if he was fine, he would be angry and hurt internally.
Ye Wucheng walked back to his bed in a timely manner, sat on the head of the bed and looked at the wall, wondering what he was thinking.
Feng Mian suppressed the churning blood in his body, and lay on the bed drowsily.
Now that I have arrived at the blue bird's lair, it will be difficult to get out.
When he was in the church, he could jump over the wall or go through the dog hole to escape at any time, but in the blue bird, if he didn't have the ability, he couldn't leave the enchantment at all.
This time it's really hard to escape.
But Feng Mian thought about it, no, the last time he found the "mirror" in the crack, he also found the "mirror" in the blue bird, so this time he came to the blue bird again, does this mean that the "mirror" is in the blue bird.
This building is the key to all decryption and escape.
He suddenly had an absurd feeling that he was playing an escape room. If there is any most dangerous escape room in this world, it must be here. After all, this is a game where life is at stake.
Last time the "mirror" was number eight, and number eight was Ye Wucheng, will it be the same this time?
If it is, Feng Mian doesn't know if he can do it as happily as Chen Wu, he and No. [-] have never met, but he and Ye Wucheng have been thinking about it for so long.
Although he is not a close friend, he is an adult after all, so he naturally regards him as a junior, and it is not too much to say that he is half a son.
If let him do it, Feng Mian doesn't know if he can kill the killer.
Feng Mian thought about it and couldn't help falling asleep under the blessing of fatigue, he didn't see Ye Wucheng's sudden raised head and his elusive gaze.
Ye Wucheng made a move, and in his palm appeared the same light blue lightning that was in the palm of the man on the night of the explosion.
He lied.
It's not that he didn't see the man, on the contrary, he saw clearly and talked to the man, but everything the man said made him unbelievable.
I don't even know how to express those inexplicable words.
"I am you, I am Ye Wucheng."
That man said that, how ridiculous it sounds, there is a person standing in front of me and saying that he is me.
He still remembers the man's contemptuous and heartless eyes: "You will never be friends, because you should never coexist."
"Isn't it good that I kill him for you now?" He said this with a cold tone.
Ye Wucheng pulled out the back of his hand that was under his feet, and grabbed him: "Not good."
He looked at the man: "I am Ye Wucheng, I am me, I will not kill my friends."
The man seemed to have heard some big joke, and laughed like a lunatic: "No, you will."
He opened a bottle of unknown foul-smelling liquid, opened Ye Wucheng's mouth and poured it in, then left Ye Wucheng who was in a slumber with unknown life and death and who was coughing and choking, and walked away.
It was also after drinking that bottle of liquid that he had this strange ability like a man.
"squeak--"
The sound of the door being pushed open recalled Ye Wucheng's thoughts.
He turned his head to look at the door, and several people in white coats walked in.
They walked into the room in an orderly manner, checked the situation of Feng Mian and Xiao Liu, and wrote down the symptoms in the medical records in their hands.
"The vital signs are stable." The woman just now stood in front of Xiao Liu's bed wrapped like a mummy, looking at the complicated and sophisticated instruments beside the bed, "It should not be life-threatening."
"That's good." Another elegant man nodded, Ye Wucheng had seen him before, he was talking with the nun at the door of the basement.
Ye Wucheng heard other white coats call him Dr. Xu.
Dr. Xu looked at Feng Mian lying on the bed: "How is he?"
"The situation has improved, there are some sequelae, and the impact should not be great."
After they finished talking, another woman came over and lifted Ye Wucheng's eyelids, and then checked his condition: "There is no danger."
(End of this chapter)