The doctor and nurse had already left. Before leaving, they gave a few brief instructions, probably asking He Xueyan to have a good rest, and they would come back when it was time to take medicine.
She was the only one left in the spacious and bright ward.
now.
Sitting on the hospital bed, He Xueyan looked at the ward and recalled everything that had just happened.
Previously, although she was somewhat unresponsive due to the sudden change, she regained consciousness after a period of confusion and firmly believed that she was involved in a supernatural event.
However, she still couldn't explain what she was seeing.
She never expected that the supernatural event she encountered would be so weird, it could even be said to be unheard of.
Everything I knew has changed.
"This world must be fake, a fake world built around the theme of 'no supernatural beings.'"
He Xueyan firmly believes in such an idea.
Dead parents, dead classmates.
Including the doctor who claimed he was sick.
Everything must be fake and made up by supernatural beings.
"But what if all this is true?"
Suddenly, for some unknown reason, such an idea suddenly appeared in He Xueyan's mind.
Such an idea flashed through her mind, but it left a look of astonishment on her beautiful face.
Because as long as such an idea arises, subsequent ideas will spring up like mushrooms after a rain.
If the problem is not the world, but oneself...
So, the so-called supernatural revival and the so-called rampant ghosts are actually just an illusion and a nightmare.
After waking up from the dream, people naturally have to return to real life.
In this world that is actually real, her parents did not die, and neither did He Ning's parents. Therefore, they can live in a normal world, enjoy the daily life they should have, and stay away from terrible evil spirits.
, stay away from despair and helplessness.
"A world without supernatural beings..."
There was a hint of confusion in He Xueyan's eyes, and she began to imagine a world that should belong to her, but was extremely far away from her due to some changes.
"If there were no supernatural powers, I would be able to go to an excellent university, meet a group of excellent classmates, have a group of normal roommates, go shopping with the people I have the best connections with, check in at various places together, and enjoy a wonderful university.
Life……"
"He Ning may become my junior schoolmate. After graduation, I may go abroad to further my studies, and then my father will arrange for me to work in the company. It will be a smooth journey..."
She got deeper and deeper into it, and it can be said that the more she thought about it, the more she became involved.
Because those lives should belong to her, and everything is so warm and beautiful.
As long as she is willing to admit that she is sick and that everything in her mind is just an illusion born due to illness, then she can regain the beautiful life that should belong to her.
Give up fantasy and return to reality.
But the reality waiting for you is far better than your fantasy.
The temptation is really too great.
"But, in this kind of life, can I still get to know Li Leping?"
Suddenly.
She also didn't know why, but such an idea flashed through her mind.
It was also when she thought of the three words "Li Leping".
Some unknown force seemed to pull her out of her reverie.
"Li Leping?!"
This name seemed to be filled with some kind of magic power, causing He Xueyan, who was immersed in beautiful reverie, to suddenly break free.
Sitting on the hospital bed, she suddenly raised her head, the confusion in her eyes had been dispelled and became clear again.
And before her eyes, an illusory black and white figure flashed past like a mirage.
The figure appeared out of thin air in front of her hospital bed, like a person who came to visit her.
But then, the stranger who came to visit her turned around again and disappeared into thin air.
In a trance, this stranger disappeared in front of her eyes and only appeared for a short moment.
But He Xueyan still saw clearly.
I saw clearly the man wearing the Interpol uniform I remembered.
The man's expression was stern and his appearance felt strange to He Xueyan. Just standing there gave people a particularly lonely feeling.
It can't be wrong.
That's Li Leping.
"Li Leping!"
He Xueyan, who regained consciousness, seemed to have grasped the life-saving straw. She suddenly stretched out her hand, trying to keep the figure who turned and left.
But she failed.
In the ward, she was the only one who stretched out her hand, trying to grab something.
But there was absolutely nothing in front of her.
There is no such thing as Li Leping.
It seemed as if the figure that flashed past just now was just an illusion caused by obsession and illness.
Just at this moment, two old men in hospital clothes passed by the window.
They were walking and chatting.
"Hey, look, is this the ward where Xiao He is? It's such a pity that such a young girl is suffering from this kind of disease. She talks nonsense every day. When she gets sick, she acts like a shrew. She is in vain.
That face is blind."
"You damn old man, just stop saying a few words. My family is already pitiful. Two sisters fell ill with such a serious disease at such a young age, and they were both admitted to the same hospital. You are still taunting me outside other people's windows.
"
"Hey, what's going on? If she's not convinced, she'll jump out and hit me."
The words just left my mouth.
"ah--!"
A hand that looked particularly pale as it had not been exposed to sunlight for too long suddenly stretched out from the anti-theft net and instantly grabbed the old man who was wearing hospital clothes and had few hairs on his head.
"Good boy, this girl is crazy again!"
The old man's eyes widened when He Xueyan grabbed the hairy hair on his head, he grinned in pain, and shouted loudly.
Many patients wandering around the courtyard also turned their heads at this time. One of them, a middle-aged man, didn't know whether it was because he was watching the excitement and didn't mind the trouble, or because he was also sick, so he pointed at his hair.
The old man laughed loudly: "Hahaha, the Mediterranean Sea above someone's head is going to turn into a braised egg."
"Where is He Ning?"
Ignoring the gazes of the people around him, He Xueyan's face looked a little ferocious, as if he hadn't carefully groomed his cheeks for many years. He only asked this sentence while his hair was disheveled.
"Hey, be gentle, be gentle."
The old man who was shouting just now was begging for mercy again and again.
"Answer my question!" He Xueyan shouted excitedly.
"Next door, right next door to you."
The old man was so painful that he shed tears, but he still pointed in one direction.
"I have to take He Ning away. I was staying near her. She may have been affected by this place."
He Xueyan let go of his hand and immediately turned around and ran towards the corridor outside the ward without saying a word of apology.
"Xiao He? Why did you come out?"
When He Xueyan rushed out, he happened to bump into a nurse face to face.
The nurse couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when she looked at He Xueyan, who had a fierce expression on her face, her hair falling in front of her face, and she didn't even put on her shoes, as if she was scolding a shrew.
But she quickly reacted. While calling out to her colleagues, she quickly stepped forward to try to restrain He Xueyan, who was suspected of getting sicker.
"Step aside!"
He Xueyan didn't know where the strength came from, so he directly pushed the approaching nurse aside.
"Boom!"
He Xueyan, who is 1.75 meters tall, easily pushed aside the nurse who was about 16 meters tall. The nurse's delicate body hit the wall, and she let out a cry of pain. She pressed her white palms against the part that hit the wall, and her whole body was
Trembling.
"Am I right?"
He Xueyan looked at the nurse who acted no different from a normal person after being pushed down by her.
The pair of eyes looking at him, full of fear, were deeply stimulating He Xueyan's soul.
He Xueyan couldn't help but feel scared.
Although her expression looked gritty and determined, was it not a bluff made out of fear?
The more scared you are, the more you have to pretend to be strong.
He Xueyan was very scared.
She was afraid that everything in her memory was indeed a fantasy.
If those things were all imaginary, then wouldn't I be a sick lunatic at this time?
"Wow!"
"what happened?"
"What happened?"
The commotion quickly attracted the attention of patients in other wards.
They walked out of the ward one after another and immediately saw a woman with disheveled hair, pale complexion, wearing a hospital gown but with bare feet.
The woman gritted her teeth and her eyes were bloodshot. She looked particularly terrifying, like a crazy female madman.
At her feet, a nurse who was petite in comparison looked at the condescending woman with horror on her face, very afraid that the woman would go crazy further and continue to hurt her.
Anyone who sees this scene will think that He Xueyan is ill.
"No, that's not the case."
Looking at the eyes that were looking at him, their eyes full of fear and believing that she was sick, a trace of panic flashed in He Xueyan's eyes.
But she quickly bit her lip and forced herself to wake up from the pain.
Ignoring the looks from around her, she ran barefoot down the aisle and soon broke into the ward next door.
"He Ning!"
The moment she broke in, she shouted her cousin's name.
But then, she paused and stood outside the door, looking at everything in the ward in disbelief.
Sitting on the hospital bed was a young girl who looked like she had just grown up. She had pink skin and a beautiful face. She was in her prime years, but she was a little thin. Coupled with the blue and white striped hospital gown she was wearing,
It makes people feel pity.
However, such a girl who made people feel pity was now being held in the arms of a beautiful middle-aged woman with a smile on her face.
The beautiful woman was dressed very smartly and looked like a strong woman. However, at this moment, the face of such a beautiful woman who looked like a strong woman was covered with tears. Her appearance was somewhat similar to that of the girl in her arms. The collagen on her skin
Although the egg white is not as white and tender as a girl, it always reveals a mature flavor.
"Aunt?!"
He Xueyan looked at the kind and warm scene in front of him in disbelief. He lost his mind for a moment and spoke subconsciously.
The middle-aged woman holding He Ning in her arms, with tears streaming down her face, was her long-dead aunt, He Ning's mother.
"How can this be!"
He Xueyan felt that Tianling Gai was about to explode, and his whole body could not stop shaking.
A person who had died long ago in her memory was now standing alive in front of her, performing a scene that could make people shed tears.
"Xue Yan?"
The beautiful woman opened her eyes and saw He Xueyan who broke in.
She didn't resent He Xueyan's embarrassed appearance. Instead, she patted her daughter's back gently, then let go of her hand and walked towards He Xueyan with a faint smile on her face.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
He Xueyan did not answer.
"What happened outside?"
The door opened, and the voices of people talking outside came in. The beautiful woman immediately put her head in the air and continued to ask.
He Xueyan still didn't answer.
Looking at the familiar face that had died in his memory but now appeared in front of him, He Xueyan's eyes showed a trace of struggle.
Then, with the beautiful woman's puzzled eyes, He Xueyan walked into the ward and came to He Ning's side.
"You are He Ning, right?"
Her voice was trembling, and the hand that gently touched He Ning's cheek was even trembling with fear.
She desperately needs someone to stand on her side and let her know that she is not crazy.
However.
"Sister, my illness is cured. Everything before was just a dream. My parents are still alive."
On the hospital bed, although He Ning looked very thin, there was excitement on her face.
She stretched out her skinny hand and gently pressed it on He Xueyan's hand, as if sharing the joy in her heart with her.
"Hallucination! These are all hallucinations! He Ning, don't be deceived by hallucinations! These are all fake!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He Xueyan was particularly eager to remind He Ning, and his palms moved from He Ning's face to her shoulders, shaking them constantly, as if he wanted to remind her
Everything originally.
"No, it's not false, sister, we are sick, those are just hallucinations."
The smile on He Ning's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a kind of self-denial. She resisted and shook her head violently to retort.
Completely opposite to He Xueyan, He Ning seems to think that the world in front of him is real, and all the disasters in his memory are just a nightmare.
Hearing these words, and recalling He Ning, who had been depressed until just now, and finally smiled again, He Xueyan was stunned.
"How great would it be if all this were true?"
"Maybe this is all true? Maybe I'm really schizophrenic?"
She felt that she couldn't tell the difference.
Because everything in this world right now is so real and so beautiful.
He Ning's parents are still alive.
Then, his parents must still be alive.
Regrets will no longer be regrets.
"Hallucination! These are all hallucinations! He Ning, these are all fake! Come with me and get out of here."
However, He Xueyan still struggled out of the tangle. She quickly calmed down, grabbed He Ning's hand, pulled her out of the hospital bed, and took her away from here.
"Sister?! What are you going to do?"
He Ning resisted on the hospital bed, unwilling to accept He Xueyan's statement.
"Xue Yan? What are you doing?"
The aunt on the side also came over, her face was very anxious, and her hand was already on He Xueyan's arm.
However, it seemed that the aunt was really He Ning's mother. A trace of unbearability flashed across her face, and she never dared to use too much force to pull He Xueyan away from He Ning.
"It's all fake, and you are fake too!" He Xueyan shouted with red eyes.
She is wavering.
She heard her aunt's anxious but still gentle tone.
Why can't she feel that the hand holding her arm is so gentle and soft, and even now he is not willing to hurt her?
so similar.
Everything shown in front of me is too real, even accurate to this kind of detail.
Is this world really created by supernatural beings?
"Could it be that I'm really crazy?"
At this moment, He Xueyan was stunned and confused.