Chapter 145 Amnesia
Chapter 145 Amnesia
Chapter 145 Amnesia
The girl named Xingyi stuck out her tongue playfully: "It's too boring, I'll just walk around."
The man came over and took her little hand.
Feng Mian saw the word Xu Hua written on the man's badge.
Dr. Xu noticed Feng Mian's gaze and smiled slightly: "Hi, we meet again."
again?Have they met before?
It seems that I have seen it before, this man seems to have been to church.
Feng Mian looked at him hesitantly: "Hello."
Xu Hua led his daughter to the door: "You can stay here with peace of mind. When your condition improves tomorrow, we will have someone do your physical examination."
"This floor was originally where we worked, so it may not be convenient at ordinary times. Someone will take you to the ward on the [-]th floor after the examination."
He smiled, took the girl out, and closed the door.
eighteenth floor...
It sounds strange and unlucky, but Feng Mian somehow feels familiar.
"Feng Qi... No, Feng Mian, did you think of something?" Ye Wucheng said suddenly.
Feng Mian turned his head, what did he call himself?Sleep?Or is it abandoned?
Where did I get my two names?What name did you draw for Christmas before?Is it because I am not satisfied with the paper ball I got, so I changed it?
But Mammy probably won't allow it, she will definitely refuse it severely.
In the next second, a scorched black figure struggling in the fire suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. The metal cross on her chest reflected the icy light.
By the way, Mammy seems to be dead, burned to death by the fire.
He closed his eyes and covered his forehead, as if something was about to burst out of his mind.
He clearly remembered everything in the church clearly, but there was something important that was left dusty, what exactly was it?Why can't I remember?
His expression was struggling, Ye Wucheng couldn't help but said: "Don't think about it, maybe it will be fine after a while."
Feng Mian lost his appetite, and pushed the dinner plate aside, his chest was so tight, and the feeling of being out of breath came again, he lay down on the bed, letting the drowsy consciousness and darkness swallow him.
On the second day, a group of white coats came to the ward. They took out the needle tube after a simple inspection to seal the three people, and drew the blood of the three people into the test tube.
The woman in the lead had Fang Lin written on her badge, and she was a gentle and graceful beauty.
She gently helped Xiao Liu cut off the bandage on his body, and helped him remove the bandage.
The tender red flesh that had just grown under Xiao Liu's bandages was exposed, and next to the bright red flesh was scorched black skin. His burns were severe, and most of the skin on his body had become like this.
Some bandages stuck to the flesh, although Fang Lin moved lightly, Xiao Liu still had tears in his eyes in pain.
She comforted softly: "It's okay, just bear with it, you can get better sooner if you change the medicine."
Xiao Liu nodded sensiblely, but tears fell down, his face wrinkled into a ball.
The process of removing the bandage was very slow, especially when such freshly grown red flesh was exposed every time, another woman who looked like an assistant beside Fang Lin couldn't help but gasped.
Feng Mian didn't seem to feel any fear in his heart, as if... he had seen such a scene, or a scene more tragic than this, many times.
Turning his head to look at Ye Wucheng, he also watched all this with a blank face.
Fengmian felt even more unnatural. The children of them seemed to have a stronger mental capacity than adults, which was unreasonable, and they couldn't explain why.
Fang Lin finally helped Xiao Liu change the medicine on his body, and Xiao Liu was in such pain that he almost scratched the bed sheet under him.
Next came the wound on the face, Fang Lin picked up the scissors.
The bandages on his face had been removed, and the right side of his face was completely burned, even his teeth could be seen, while the left side was in much better condition, with only a few superficial abrasions.
Xiao Liu's injury looked as if he fell sideways on the red-hot coals, half of his body was seriously injured, while the other half was just scratches and broken skin.
The female assistant exclaimed, "Oh my God!"
Fang Lin turned her head and gave her a lukewarm look, and she hurriedly covered her mouth.
Xiao Liu raised his head and watched their interaction: "Am I... ugly now?"
His tears couldn't stop flowing down, but the skin on his face was burned, revealing bright red flesh, and the tears would cause more intense pain when they slipped over.
His face changed in an instant, and his grin was even more ferocious. The gums and teeth on the right side of his face were exposed, and his eyeballs were also exposed because there were no eyelids to cover him, just like a nightshade.
Feng Mian was shocked to see that his injury was so serious.
At that time, I seemed to have run out with Ye Wucheng, but it seemed that something happened during the exit, which caused the two of them to be injured.
As for Xiao Liu, it was obvious that he didn't have time to escape and was trapped in the fire.
After Fang Lin finished treating all Xiaoliu's wounds, a thin layer of sweat broke out from Feng Miankan's back. This process was like torture, completely explaining what life is better than death.
Life is better than death.
When this word flashed across his heart, a bright light seemed to flash in his mind, Feng Mian wanted to catch this flash of thought.
"Okay." Fang Lin stood in front of the bed, "Basically, you all have no major problems, except that the wound may be more difficult to solve, but it will not be life-threatening."
She led several others out of the ward: "In a few days, when you are almost recovered, Dr. Xu will arrange a new ward for you, and you will recuperate here for the time being."
After the white coats left, Xiao Liu instantly leaned against the head of the bed, as if he had lost all his strength.
He was breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling, and the unbearable pain made him unable to move.
Feng Mian had a premonition in his heart, this was just the beginning, what he encountered next would be more tormented than now, and now it was just an appetizer.
He didn't know where his premonition came from, as if it was something he knew all along, he just stated it in his dormant mind, not a prophecy.
Ye Wucheng looked at the two of them: "Shall we leave here?"
Feng Mian replied subconsciously: "We can't leave now if we want to."
"why?"
Yes, why?
Why do you say that?
He obviously wasn't going to speak just now, but his body moved a step faster and said this sentence first.
Feng Mian raised her head, looked at Ye Wucheng blankly, her eyes were blank, and said softly: "Why?"
Ye Wucheng frowned.
"I'm here again!" The door was pushed open, and a small figure sneaked in, "Are you feeling better?"
It was the little girl named Xu Xingyi from yesterday.
She put the small box in her hand on the bedside table: "I brought you a condolence item, eat it and get well soon!"
After she finished speaking, before anyone could answer, she quickly opened the door and slipped out. It seemed that she was afraid that her father would find her running around again.
Feng Sleep opened the box, and inside were three delicate cream cakes.
Who gave me a cake before?
Seeing him like this, Ye Wucheng knew that he couldn't remember again: "Qiqi gave you a cake before, on Christmas day."
"By the way, Qiqi." Feng Mian remembered, "Is she okay now?"
Ye Wucheng shook his head: "She didn't come out."
(End of this chapter)
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