novelraw Chapter 146 The Forgotten Thing
Chapter 146 The Forgotten Thing
Chapter 146 The Forgotten Thing
The icy lake water surrounded him, and his body kept falling, falling, falling...
There is no bottom, no end, time seems to be frozen, every minute and every second passes extremely slowly, and all the scenes in front of you become slow motion.
So long, so cold, so dark, so suffocating...
Chest is heavy, is it water pressure?Feel like I can't breathe.
There was light on the surface of the water above, and a figure jumped down resolutely, her black hair fluttering in the water, and her soft lips passed through the cool air.
It seemed as if it had finally hit the ground, and the body had finally maintained its balance.
"I'm waiting for you."
Someone is talking to me, who is it?
Suddenly, many blurry figures appeared in front of him.
The middle-aged couple holding hands smiled kindly.
The short-haired girl was wearing a white wedding dress. Behind her, there was a strong wind and dark clouds covered the sky.
Someone hung shoulders and backs and drank wine with him and walked forward.
Whose long hair is flying in the night?And who is standing alone by the lake?
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Feng Mian's head was about to burst into pain, he desperately struggled to wake up from the nightmare, and sat up sweating profusely.
There were still white walls and sheets in front of him. He was sitting on the hospital bed, and the two people in the next bed were both sound asleep.
I don't know what time it is now, there is no clock in the room, the sun is not visible on the wall of the corridor outside the window, and it is impossible to distinguish day or night.
He walked to the door, opened a crack and looked out.
The body was stiff, and there was a strange feeling, subconsciously telling myself not to look at things through the gap in the door, otherwise I would see bad things...
But there was nothing outside the door, not a single person in the quiet corridor.
"Beep, beep."
Footsteps were heard in the corridor, and a piece of white clothes appeared in front of his eyes—a person stood at the door.
Feng Mian was stunned, and the man opened the door: "Is it ready so soon? Are you going to go out for a walk?"
Standing outside the door was Xu Hua: "It's good to walk around, but lying down for a long time is not conducive to recovery."
He smiled gently, but for no reason it made Feng Mian feel creepy, seeing his eyes, Feng Mian couldn't help getting goose bumps all over his body.
The instinct of the body is resisting the approach of the man in front of him.
Feng Mian subconsciously became vigilant, Xu Hua walked into the room, the footsteps woke up Ye Wucheng and Xiao Liu.
He took out his medical records, checked them briefly, and then announced: "Tomorrow I will have my assistant take you to the ward on the eighteenth floor. Your condition has improved a lot, but you still need to observe more. Avoid other sequelae."
Feng Mian felt a thump in his heart, an extremely bad feeling spread in his heart, and a voice in his head kept warning him not to go upstairs.
He suppressed the strange feeling in his heart: "Okay."
Xiao Liu simply raised his head: "Thank you."
Ye Wucheng didn't speak, just sat quietly on the bed and looked at him.
After Xu Hua left the room, Xiao Liu lay back on the bed again. His body was very weak due to serious injuries, so he slept most of the time.
Ye Wucheng suddenly stopped Feng Mian: "I think there is something I should tell you."
He glanced at Xiao Liu who was sleeping soundly, spoke in a very soft voice, and waved to Feng Mian.
Fengmian leaned over.
Ye Wucheng whispered: "When you were unconscious from the explosion, a group of people in white clothes came to the church, those white coats here, they brought us here."
"The man just now, we met in the church before, he was talking to the nun, you eavesdropped behind the tree, I don't know what you heard, but you are very wary of him."
"It was because the man was in church at the time that those white coats brought us all back for treatment."
He spoke quickly: "And you told me that this is not a hospital, and those people are not doctors. You also said that they are not good people at all."
Feng Mian doesn't remember these things at all, and he has no memory of when he said these words, but whenever he wants to recall them, his brain hurts.
Ye Wucheng pressed his shoulder: "Listen to me first, I think these should be very important to you."
"Besides, you said you were wronged here, and since we were still in the church, I think you should know a lot of things, but you haven't told me, so I can't tell you now."
"But I think what you know must help us get out of here."
He took a breath and continued: "Your current situation is not like ordinary amnesia, and I don't know what it is, but it must be related to those."
"The three of us are the only ones who survived the church. Everyone else is dead. The explosion started from the basement. Everyone who was there at that time died, but this Xu Hua was nearby at that time. Unscathed, he's suspicious."
Starting from the basement, something seems to be moving in the sleeping mind, the basement...
Someone wants to bury some secrets in the basement.
The moment this idea came to his head, he was stunned. In his current memory, the only thing about the basement was the cold confinement room.
Ye Wucheng didn't care about his expression: "The last thing, I didn't take it to heart before, when the group of people took us to the car, you and Xiao Liu were both seriously injured, Xiao Liu was almost dying gone."
"They gave us a strange potion, a white glass bottle, about this long." He gestured the length with his index finger and thumb, "It tastes a bit bitter and fishy."
"They said that this is a powerful medicine that can maintain the characteristics of life and increase resistance for a short time. Sure enough, after drinking Yao Xiaoliu's blood, it stopped, and you didn't continue to vomit blood."
"But during this period of time, your memory seems to have problems, and my body also has some problems."
Ye Wucheng said as he unbuttoned his hospital gown, exposing his abdomen.
Feng Mian saw that there was a hideous wound on his abdomen, and the blood that came out around him was actually a bit blue.
He pointed to his wound: "I found that my wound has been unable to heal, and even if I take medicine, it has no effect. Moreover, the skin around the wound seems to be slowly losing consciousness."
As he said, he poked the flesh from the wound with his finger: "I can't feel the pain of the wound."
"These should all have something to do with that bottle of potion. You were in poor condition before, and they always came for inspections. I didn't have the chance to tell you. Now that you're better, I advise you to write these down. Don't forget .”
Feng Mian looked at his serious expression: "Okay, I will remember, but I don't remember many things you said, but sometimes I do have strange premonitions and the like."
"I think it may be my subconscious mind reminding me that this place is dangerous."
Ye Wucheng glanced at him: "You are finally not that stupid. Two days ago, I thought you had become an idiot. I can feel that something is wrong here, which means that you have amnesia and at least you still have some brains."
"But any normal person knows that it's a thankless task for a group of people to bring back three dying children."
He pointed to Xiao Liu who was sleeping soundly on the bed: "He doesn't count, he's an idiot."
(End of this chapter)