My colleague Wu Shengli died very suddenly, and there may be something strange about it. That kind of strangeness is something that ordinary people cannot understand. At the beginning, I mistakenly thought that the reason why I was entangled was probably because I was in
After his death, he came into contact with his body.
It was Friday morning. I finished cleaning up in the office, made tea, and spread the newspaper. But before I finished reading the headlines, the phone rang. I picked it up and listened, and I heard the voice of my colleague Lao Gao.
I have worked with Lao Gao for several years, and the specific work we are responsible for is somewhat related. Before this, I don’t know how many times I answered Lao Gao’s phone calls. However, I never imagined that today’s phone call would be the beginning of my nightmare.
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Lao Gao's tone on the phone was very urgent. He changed his usual leisurely style and hurriedly said to me: "Beifang, who else is in the office? Call everyone and come to the dormitory building immediately!"
"Lao Gao, what's going on?" I had a premonition that something was wrong from his tone. Lao Gao is famous for his dilly-dallying. If it weren't for urgent matters like burning his butt, he wouldn't be like this at all.
Tone.
"He's dead!" Lao Gao shuddered as he spoke.
As soon as I heard this, I panicked. At this time, most of my colleagues from the work had not come yet, and I was alone in the office. But Lao Gao's tone was so urgent that I didn't have time to think too much, so I grabbed my coat and rushed out of the office.
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The dormitory building that Lao Gao mentioned is in the old backyard in front of our Institute of Cultural Relics. It is a very old building. It was the No. 2 Archives of the Institute of Cultural Relics at the earliest. Later, the archives moved and this small building was temporarily used by those in the institute.
Single foreign workers live here.
When I ran out of breath to the dormitory building, I saw Lao Gao and Lao Liu, who burned the boiler in the dormitory, standing on the corridor of the second floor. Both of them looked distracted. Sometimes I would
Coming from this side of the dormitory building, I could see that they were standing in front of the Wu Shengli Room. I didn't bother asking questions and ran upstairs in one breath.
"Something happened to Xiao Wu!" Lao Gao was timid. It wasn't until I ran over that he pointed to Wu Shengli's room tremblingly: "Beifang, you...you...take a look."
As soon as I stretched my head, I saw Wu Shengli lying on his back on the floor of the room, motionless, and I suddenly felt angry. Something was obviously wrong with Wu Shengli like this, but Lao Gao and Lao Liu were standing outside the door watching. I was too lazy to argue with them.
, ran directly in.
When I entered the room, Wu Shengli opened his eyes slightly and looked at me. His eyes were very dull. He probably didn't have any strength at all. He only looked at me twice and then closed his eyes. I quickly squatted down and asked him: "Little
Wu, what’s wrong with you?”
He didn't reply. I gently held his neck, trying to help him up first, but I felt something was wrong. Wu Shengli's body had no warmth at all, and even the muscles and joints on his arms and neck were stiff.
"Beifang, come out and wait." Lao Gao said outside the door, shrinking his neck: "When we found him, he had already died. Why do you still care about it? I've called 1, no matter what
, they all have to be sent to the hospital..."
"What did you say!?" I felt a chill running down my spine and turned to ask him, "Did you die?"
"I really died. Lao Liu saw it himself." Lao Gao didn't dare to take another step, so he stood by the door and said, "Xiao Wu probably went there in the middle of the night last night. His body was stiff."
"Nonsense!" I was anxious. When I first entered the house, Wu Shengli clearly opened his eyes and looked at me. How could it be that midnight had already passed?
I subconsciously put my hand on the tip of Wu Shengli's nose. Immediately afterwards, I felt a numbness in my scalp, as if I had been stung by something. I immediately let go and stood up. What Lao Gao said seemed to be right, Wu Shengli was indeed out of breath.
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My mind was very confused at this time, and I still had a vague sense of unspeakable fear. If Wu Shengli really died before I came, how could he open his eyes and look at me? I calmed down and looked again
I looked at his pulse and heartbeat, and then opened my eyelids to observe his pupils. After doing this, my heart completely went cold and I stood there blankly. I am not a professional doctor, but I often have to follow people in the clinic.
We went to work at some ancient tomb sites. In order to deal with emergencies, the institute required us to be familiar with relevant medical rescue knowledge. According to my judgment, Wu Shengli looked like he was obviously dead.
"Northern, come out first, come out." Lao Gao saw me standing still and pulled me out on tiptoes, wiping the sweat from my head: "The room is very scary, let's stand here and wait for the ambulance to come.
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"What's going on?" I asked Lao Gao, and I couldn't help but look into the room. Wu Shengli was still lying motionless.
Lao Gao said that he and Lao Liu came here to play badminton in the morning, and the badminton ball was accidentally hit to the corridor on the second floor. When Lao Gao went up to pick up the ball, he saw that Wu Shengli's door was not closed tightly, and he could see through the crack in the door.
, he found Wu Shengli already lying on the ground beside the bed.
"Xiao Wu is still young. It's over as soon as you say it's over. It's really unpredictable." Lao Gao shook his head and asked me for a cigarette.
Wu Shengli is just thirty years old and not married yet. He is relatively introverted and doesn’t talk much when meeting people. However, he can still talk to me. When he is free, he will talk about things other than work and business. I am not
That kind of hypocritical person, logically speaking, if a good colleague just leaves like this, I will feel sad to some extent, but at this moment, all I can think about is the look in Wu Shengli's eyes when he just looked at me.
This thing is really strange.
"Let's wait for the ambulance first." My mood of preparing for the weekend suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Soon after, the ambulance came, and Lao Liu had to rush back to burn the boiler, so Lao Gao and I followed the car to the hospital. Before the patient could be carried to the car, the doctor who treated him was not happy and said that he should be given directly to the hospital.
The crematorium called. Lao Gao quickly put in a good word and gave some reasons. I didn't care so much and forced the person into the car.
"We don't know what happened to him. Doctor, do you think he is in a state of suspended animation?" I refused to admit the fact and discussed with the doctor. I very much hoped that Wu Shengli was just in a deep coma similar to suspended animation.
Otherwise, I can't explain the look he looked at me at all.
"I have dealt with such patients many times. It seems that they died suddenly due to a heart attack. The death time was at least three hours." The doctor who treated Wu Shengli opened Wu Shengli's eyeballs and pressed his eyes with his fingers.
After he let go of his hand, Wu Shengli's pupils had been deformed and had not recovered for a long time. I knew very well what this meant. Wu Shengli was not feigning death, and all life characteristics had disappeared.
The ambulance roared into the hospital. After the doctor got out of the car, he pointed out the location of the morgue to us. Lao Gao interrupted and said that we should do the necessary examinations, otherwise we would not be able to reply when the leaders of the hospital asked about the cause of death.
"Even if an autopsy is done, the person has to be sent to the morgue first, right?"
"How can this be done?" Lao Gao became anxious again, waving his hands in circles: "The leader in the institute hasn't come yet. Now send the person to the morgue. What will happen when the leader comes?"
"Stop talking nonsense." I looked at Lao Gao, suddenly a little annoyed. Everyone was already dead, and he was still worried about what the leader would think.
"I have to ask for instructions." Lao Gao ignored my tantrum and took out his cell phone to call the director. Deputy Director Xiao was about to retire. Lao Gao wanted to climb up, and trivial matters were usually too big for him.
Report to the director.
As soon as the call was connected, Lao Gao explained the matter again, and then nodded. After hanging up the phone, he shook his head and said to me: "Send the person to the morgue first."
Two male caregivers who were responsible for cleaning helped us take Wu Shengli to the morgue behind the hospital. Places like the morgue are taboo in the eyes of most people. No one would run there unless they had to, so it looked very deserted.
, it was also a bit eerie, the two caregivers called out the old man in charge of the morgue, and then ran away in a hurry.
The old man in charge of the morgue was probably in his sixties, and he was probably numb from the job. He opened the lock with ease and asked us to put the person in the No. 3 freezer.
"Do you want us to do it ourselves?" It was an unprecedented feat for Lao Gao to follow him to the morgue. As soon as he heard that he had to put Wu Shengli into the freezer himself, he immediately stopped and started bargaining with the old man.
"Forget it, forget it." I grabbed Lao Gao and said, "Anyway, if you are a colleague, let's treat it as a farewell to Xiao Wu."
Lao Gao and I pushed Wu Shengli to the freezer and slowly put him in. When the freezer door slammed shut, I closed my eyes. This door is the boundary between the living and the dead.
After doing this, Lao Gao and I went to the door of the morgue to smoke. About ten minutes later, Deputy Director Zhou and several colleagues rushed to the morgue. Lao Gao threw away his cigarette butt and went over to explain the matter in detail.
I talked to Deputy Director Zhou.
"What a pity for such a young comrade." Vice Director Zhou, with his hair combed back and shiny, stood in front of a few of us and frowned and said: "Heart attack, although this kind of problem cannot be completely avoided.
, but I think, if our leaders were more caring in our daily work and life, and you colleagues were more caring, wouldn’t the chance of such a tragedy be reduced a lot? Don’t take Comrade Wu Shengli’s case seriously
Take it as an example and take it as a warning. I will focus on this matter in our life meeting next week..."
I especially hate this kind of leader with a strong sense of bureaucracy. He stood behind him and smoked without saying a word. Deputy Director Zhou talked for a few minutes and then took us back to the unit. From the beginning to the end, he never went to the morgue.
Take a look at it.
I was in a bad mood, and I was still immersed in this sudden accident until I got off work. I had made an appointment with a few friends to have a party at night, but I was really not in the mood, so I canceled the karaoke event after dinner.
I dragged them directly into the bar. I really wanted to have a few drinks.
I couldn't hold back my drinking. I drank from 8 o'clock until late at night. Several friends advised me that there are too many things like birth, old age, illness and death. If everyone is as sad as me, then don't do anything every day and just spend the rest of the day.
Sad.
I held the cup and smiled bitterly. They said it was easy because they had never encountered such a strange thing.
After I came out of the bar, my friend drove me downstairs. I had a pretty good drinking capacity and was only slightly dizzy after drinking for such a long time. I walked into the corridor and took out my keys out of habit, but there was something wrong with the voice-activated light in the corridor.
, it’s been two days, and the property management didn’t care. I slowly climbed up to the third floor, reached the door, took out my phone and looked at the keyhole on the door.
Just when I was about to insert the key into the keyhole, I seemed to catch a glimpse of a dark shadow in the corner. I squinted my eyes and looked again, and I was shocked. There seemed to be a person standing in the corner next to the door.
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"Who!?" I immediately took a step back and took a photo with my phone.
Under the weak light of the mobile phone, I saw a man in black clothes standing in the corner. His posture was very strange, with his face facing the wall, and I could only see his back. As I shouted, the man in black clothes stood in the corner.
The person turned around slowly.
"North, it's me." As he turned around, the man said something to me in a sullen voice.
At that moment, my eyes froze, as if a thunderbolt had struck my head, and the sky was dark. My brain could not bear what I saw in front of me, my legs went weak, and I almost fell down the stairs.