Ever since the pole incident happened to Chen Mo, Liu Xiao had arranged for a group of medical staff to sit aside to nurse Chen Mo's hand wounds and start stitches. At the same time, he also had the idea of rescuing him as soon as possible if an accident occurred.
But the good times did not last long, and Liu Xiao finally saw the scene he was most afraid of and dared not see. But this time it was not Chen Mo, but Xie Wei, who was brought into the lucid dream by scholar Xie Guangyou.
In full view of everyone, the young man named Xie Wei suddenly shook his whole body, as if he had suffered a huge impact. He immediately started to bleed all over his body, especially in his helmet, which was bleeding profusely.
"Xie Wei!" Several staff members suddenly shouted in horror. They were all brought here by Xie Guangyou. Naturally they knew each other very well. After working together for so long, they naturally had some feelings for each other. Seeing this with their own eyes
Xie Wei is so miserable, how can they suppress their emotions?
"Rescue personnel! Act immediately. Cut off his helmet! Hurry up!" Before Liu Xiao finished speaking, several people in white coats had already begun to stop the bleeding, while the staff sitting opposite Xie Wei who was responsible for monitoring the dream frequency made a prompt decision.
The electronic lock on the helmet was immediately opened, and a group of people quickly dragged Xie Wei out.
When he was dragged out, everyone gasped. It was so miserable. There was a bloody hole in his head, and blood was constantly coming out of the dark inside. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that he would not survive.
"It is estimated that he was hit by a heavy object, and the possibility of a car accident cannot be ruled out." A doctor analyzed calmly.
Liu Xiao just covered his face and gritted his teeth and said, "Can I survive?"
"This...fortunately, it was discovered immediately, and there are enough medical equipment nearby, which may be able to help..." The doctor felt cold sweat dripping from his eyes and said carelessly. He really couldn't be injured to this extent.
Dare to boast about Haikou.
Of course Liu Xiao knew what the doctor meant, but he didn't have time to think too much now and said: "Treat him immediately, and we must do our best to save him!"
"Yes." Several doctors quickly put Xie Wei on a cart and hurried towards the infirmary.
The pale Liu Xiao still couldn't stop the uncontrollable trembling of his fingers until Xie Wei sent him away. Only then did he understand why even a wise man like Mr. Long was so tired that he slept like that. It wasn't because he was physically tired, but because he was tired.
It was because he was tired. Now that he was in charge, he seemed to be able to feel the fluctuations in Long Tu's heart when he saw Chen Mo injured for the first time, as if the waves were rushing towards him.
In the elevator, several doctors calmly performed necessary hemostasis on Xie Wei while waiting for the elevator to descend, and also found the injured areas on other parts of his body.
"The ribs are broken and inserted into the lungs. They need to be removed." A seasoned doctor said after touching Xie Wei's abdomen.
"Broken forearm."
"There is bleeding in the abdomen. Contact Xiao Zhang and ask them to bring more blood bags."
The busy doctors were very serious, and a doctor with very rich clinical experience had already proposed to give Xie Wei stitches. The bloody hole in his head was so serious that just stuffing it with disinfectant cloth would not work at all.
A doctor suddenly stopped all movements and looked blankly at his director, who was still setting Xie Wei's bones and trying to reattach Xie Wei's displaced leg bones.
As if he felt the gazes of his companions around him, the director raised his head, only to find that everyone looked sad. He lowered his head and looked at Xie Wei's face, sighed, closed his eyes, and said, "There is no heartbeat?"
"Well... do you want to tell Director Liu?" a doctor said.
"Well, tell him." The director patted Xie Wei on the shoulder. I really didn't expect that less than half an hour after entering Yang Song's dreamland with the eager expectations of the entire base, one person was already dead and the other injured. I don't know what will happen next.
Something terrible could happen.
Even though the doctor had told him clearly and clearly that Xie Wei's heartbeat had stopped beating, Liu Xiao still couldn't believe it. He died like this? What happened? Why did he die? Was he an accidental death or was he murdered?
?He doesn’t know anything, and he even has to sit blankly next to the remaining ten people. Even if something terrible happens, he still can’t leave here. Everything must be witnessed with his own eyes, because this is his duty.
location.
Liu Xiao felt very painful. He began to regret that he had taken this job. The most painful thing was knowing what was going to happen and not being able to stop it.
In the morgue, several doctors worked together to carry Xie Wei into the morgue, closed the lid with force, and then wiped away the sweat and started talking.
"I heard there is a person who died in his sleep lying here?" a doctor said.
"Really? I've been so unlucky for eight lifetimes that I can still die in my dreams." The doctor sighed.
"Come on, it doesn't matter if you die in this dream, I'm afraid it's that guy Yang Song who dies. If he dies, we humans will probably be doomed." The director said with a bitter smile.
"This is true, what should I do? My son is only two years old." A doctor said sadly. He didn't care if he died, but his son had not experienced life before he was born, so he was in danger of dying at any time. This
How can he feel at ease?
"Yeah... um? Did you hear anything?" As soon as the doctor finished speaking, everyone turned their attention to the refrigerator where Xie Wei had just been closed.
"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and the group of doctors turned pale and frightened, and all of them collapsed on the ground with weak legs. Under their gaze, the refrigerator door made of alloy could actually be punched out with a bulge.
How much strength should there be in this?
"Is it a fake corpse? Has it turned into a zombie?" a doctor asked in a panic.
"Fuck you! Have you learned more than ten years of science in vain?" The director slapped his subordinate on the head, swallowed, and approached the refrigerator uneasily.
"Don't worry! Young man! I'll let you out right now!" The director was trembling. Although he was scolding his subordinates, why wasn't he afraid? He had clearly been touched more than a dozen times just now, and his heartbeat had stopped long ago. He couldn't die.
How could he still move if he was dead? Let alone make such a big bulge out of the alloy.
The lock was almost deformed, but luckily it was able to be opened smoothly. As soon as the director opened the door, he screamed, and the doctors rushed around. Only then did they see that there was nothing inside the refrigerator.
"Director Liu! Look!" A staff member suddenly jumped up in fright, and before he fell in the air, he screamed and pointed over there where the dream stealer was.
Liu Xiao, who was in a very tangled situation, quickly raised his head and looked up. He was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground. He rolled and crawled to the feet of the dream stealers. He didn't know whether he was happy, frightened or confused.
, still in a frightened tone, he pointed at Xie Wei who looked like he was fine and shouted: "Who the hell is going to tell me what the hell is going on?"
Right in front of Liu Xiao, another person appeared in Xie Wei's place that was originally vacant and stained with blood, and judging from his clothes, it was Xie Wei who had been hinted by the doctor that he would not live long!
If Liu Xiao's current mood is like eating shit, then Yang Song's mood is definitely not much better. When he was crying with his arms around Xie Wei's body one second, he actually appeared in the next second
In a small room.
The room was filled with smoke, and the crowds were noisy and noisy. Gamblers squandered their property with the sole purpose of winning back the money they lost, and the result was that most people lost.
Pants.
Yang Song was very familiar with this environment. Just a few hours ago, he was shouting about the size of the dice, angrily waving his fists and accusing this place of being a black shop that manipulated the dice, and then he was thrown out of the room.
.
"Kress, can you place the bet? You just won more than thirty dollars." A bald white man who was waving dice said to Yang Song with a smile.
It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look over, the bald man's expression suddenly becomes ferocious, and the Dice Gu in his hand swings towards Yang Song without hesitation. Yang Song quickly gets out of the way, but the Dice Gu is easy to smash.
The gambler who was watching the excitement was hit by a gambler. The gambler was so muscular that it looked like he was not a fuel-efficient lamp. He was hit in the head inexplicably, and the sunglasses on his head were smashed off. Of course, he would not give up and screamed.
He pounced on the bald man.
"Oh! The fight is about to begin! Beat him to death! Beat him to death!" A group of onlookers all showed crazy eyes. They didn't even stop gambling at hand, and waved the banknotes in their hands to one of them.
People are cheering and cheering.
"Let me go! He's an intruder! I'm going to kill him!" The bald man, who was thrown to the ground by the muscular gambler, had red eyes and tried to break away to chase Yang Song, but was slapped down by the muscular man.
On the ground, three teeth were missing.
"Oh! Tom, you are great!" The people who were watching the excitement immediately applauded the victor. The muscular man named Tom snorted coldly, clapped his hands, and looked disdainfully at the bald man's face.
He spat, raised his hands and pouted his mouth to proudly show his strength.
Then soon everyone stopped talking, and everyone looked behind Tom in surprise. This abnormal atmosphere naturally surprised Tom. When he turned around, he saw the bald man grinning with two of his front teeth broken.
stood up.
"Kill...kill you!" The bald man's blood-red eyes stared at Yang Song, who was hiding in the crowd wearing a hat he didn't know where he came from, and spat out blood.
Tom naturally heard what the bald man said, and subconsciously stepped in. Without hesitation, he rushed forward, grabbed the bald man, and put his knee on the bald man's stomach. At this time, he hit the bald man twelve times.
With so much strength, if this bald man could still get up, Tom would definitely admire him!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the bald man's whole waist arched up, and he fell to the ground like a shrimp. His hands stretched out tremblingly, and his fingers like chicken claws pointed at Yang Song, who was watching coldly. Even though he was beaten
In this way, he is still thinking about killing Yang Song.
Yang Song frowned and looked at the bald man. This was not the first time he had encountered such a relentless pursuit. As early as in his last dream, he had killed the red-haired old man with his own hands. The red-haired old man was still echoing in his ears.
The lingering sound of the old man falling from the big ball.
"As long as no one sees my face, won't someone chase me?" Yang Song felt that he had found a very important clue. If he could really avoid being chased in a dream, then the chance of an accident would occur.
will be greatly reduced.
After defeating the bald man again, the onlookers no longer applauded Tom. Since ancient times, there has never been a shortage of people watching the excitement. If they are tired of watching the excitement, then indifferent passers-by are also their choice.
Without the spectators, Tom suddenly felt bored. Just as he was about to leave, he found a cry of surprise behind him. Just as he turned around, he saw an iron chair being thrown towards him. The attack came so suddenly that Tom couldn't figure out what was going on.
What kind of grudge does the official have against him?
The all-iron chair was very heavy, not to mention that the bald man was using the legs of the chair. When it hit him, Tom immediately became silent and fell limply to the ground, with blood pouring from his head.
Seeing this scene, Yang Song suddenly recalled what happened to Xie Wei just now, screamed inwardly, looked at the bald head who stood up tremblingly and smiled evilly at him, Yang Song opened the door and ran away.
"I'm going to kill you!" the bald man roared, pushed away the people around him, and chased out the door with blood all over his body.
A curious spectator put his hand on Tom's neck and touched it. He was surprised and said: "Tom!" After saying that, he searched for something on Tom's body. Naturally, this action did not escape the eyes of other gamblers.
One by one, their eyes were flashing and they rushed over. The biggest profit is the dead man's wealth.
After escaping from this private gambling club, Yang Song looked at the road and ran to the right along the direction in his memory. Although he didn't know why he came back to this place, everything was the same as what he had experienced before.
Similarly, Yang Song could only forcefully explain this by saying that he traveled through time and space in his dream.
Since he traveled through time and space, Yang Song must save Xie Wei.
Not long after running, Yang Song was stunned. After seeing Xie Wei being chased before, until he returned to the gambling club, Yang Song never discovered that the sky in this city was actually shrouded in darkness.
!
Forget it if it was night, but how could there be sun in the sky at this night? Yang Song almost instantly thought of everything he had experienced inside the big ball, the darkness, the passages in the darkness, and the narrow passages
world.
"It is indeed a dream, but this world is really big." Yang Song said with surprise.
He ran all the way back to the street he came to before. When passing a small house, Yang Song glanced at the room unconsciously. In his memory, when he was still awake, he was playing the role of the man named Clay.
When Sri Lanka was a domestic violence man, this was his home.
With a wry smile, Yang Song knew that it was all a dream. He walked among the crowd and started looking for Xie Wei. He did not expect that according to normal logic, Xie Wei had not woken up at this time, even if he did.
, where he is is also far away from here. He ran here in a panic because he was being chased.
After searching everywhere to no avail, Yang Song subconsciously wandered around. This was a modern city. From a distance, huge smoking chimneys could be seen. Yang Song could tell that this place should belong to the kind of industrially developed city, but the urban construction here did not
It's so good, so it seems not even as good as the city he lived in before.
Many people say how great things are abroad, but if they go to a relatively mid-range or low-end city abroad, they may not think so, at least Yang Song thinks so.
As I walked, I admired the special atmosphere of a foreign country. Unlike cities in China, most of the shops here seem to have a window in their storefronts instead of a door for customers to enter and select goods. The things they sell are spread out on the stalls.
On a wooden board, a shed was built on it, and the shopkeeper moved a chair to lie on it comfortably. This role is usually male, while the female is shouting in the room.
However, Yang Song's expression soon changed from a leisurely stroll to a surprise. He actually saw an acquaintance on the roadside. Although this acquaintance was wearing a pair of shorts and short sleeves that were completely out of place, his strong muscles were still there.
With a resolute face, he recognized this man as one of the soldiers sent by Liu Xiao to protect his safety. His name was Hu Fei. Two of his comrades called him a bandit. He was from Xiangxi. He was not tall, but
Belonging to the middle level, he is considered the leader among the three elite soldiers.
He wanted to run over and greet Hu Fei, but when Yang Song saw his carefree appearance, he knew that he must not have woken up yet and was still addicted to his dream. He was a little worried, after all, he had been hunted down several times.
, was psychologically affected by the pursuit. He was really afraid that if Hu Fei was not woken up by him, he would pursue him instead.
Yang Song trusted Liu Xiao's elite tone very much. If someone of Hu Fei's level came to hunt him down, he would probably be tortured and killed more than a dozen times every minute.
After considering the pros and cons, Yang Song decided not to show up rashly. The bald man was shouting to hunt him down somewhere. If there was another more awesome one, he would probably die enough times to fill a whole community.
Bar.
The most important thing is to find Xie Wei. Seeing him being chased, you know that he must have woken up. If he also traveled through this inexplicable time and space, he must still be waiting for him somewhere or looking for him.
Woolen cloth.
After all, Yang Song is still worried about whether Xie Wei is still alive. The death of Gao Zheng already makes him feel very guilty. He really doesn't want to have another person.
He searched for it, but Xie Wei couldn't find it. Yang Song did find a very familiar person. Not far away, he saw a lame beggar with a cane wandering around pitifully in the crowd, and he grabbed him from time to time.
A man's clothes seemed to be asking something.
"Isn't he looking for the female beggar who was knocked to the ground by Xie Wei?" Yang Song remembered the heartbreaking Sophie's shouting to the lame beggar, and subconsciously began to search for the same beggar in the crowd.
Female beggar holding a wooden stick.
Sure enough, he found the result, not far from the opposite side of the street. However, there were so many people here. Judging from the unlucky look on the lame beggar's face, he knew that if he wanted to find the female beggar, he would probably have to wait until the people here were almost gone.
But that doesn't matter about Yang Song, it's all just a dream. To be honest, the things in the dream have nothing to do with him, so there is no need for him to pay attention to it.
Yang Song discovered something that needed his attention. Just as he was walking back and forth on the street looking for Xie Wei, the bald man with blood on his face unexpectedly came here. He looked like he had suffered a lot and was covered in blood.
From the wound, several blood holes could still be vaguely seen in his stomach, with dark red blood flowing downward.
"It's really crazy that you can come here." Yang Song could only admire the vitality of this bald man in his heart. Is this the physical advantage of white people? Then he turned around and ran away.
The propagation of light is relative. Yang Song can see the bald head. The bald head who is determined to kill Yang Song can naturally see Yang Song. He screams, stretches out his hand and rushes towards Yang Song.
"Catch him! Catch this madman! He just killed a policeman! He is a murderer!" Just a dozen meters behind the bald head, two policemen wearing police hats ran around and shouted, hoping that a few people would catch them.
That bald madman.
But the more these policemen shouted like this, the less passers-by dared to stop him. This was a murderer, let alone a madman. Who dared to stop him? He didn’t want to live too long.
Seeing that there was no one to help, the two policemen had no choice but to chase after him. When passing by a small stall, they changed their batons into machetes. They would still use batons to deal with such terrifying lunatics, unless they wanted to fight with the man who had just been killed.
The bald policeman who broke his neck studied.
Before Yang Song ran a few meters away, the lame beggar hurriedly said to Yang Song: "Sir, have you seen a female blind beggar? She is my good friend. She is missing. I am looking for her everywhere!"
Okay, this was all asked, and Yang Song didn’t have time to say more. He shook off the lame beggar’s hand, then pointed to the other side of the street and said, “There!”
"What? Sir, what are you talking about?" The lame beggar didn't hear what Yang Song said in his hurry. He just stood there stupidly. At this time, the bald man chased him, and he was suddenly betrayed with a terrifying look.
The bald man was so frightened that he fell to the ground.
"I'm going to kill you!" the bald man roared, and the people on the street started to get confused. After all, this was a bustling commercial street with countless people coming and going. A murderer rushed in all of a sudden.
People were rushing to avoid it, which made it even more confusing.
As Yang Song ran, he discovered a terrible fact. He, a healthy man, was actually beaten to death by this bald man who was covered in wounds and even had several bloody holes when he was running away dozens of meters away.
The distance is getting closer!
"Oh no! Why are you so useless, Yang Song! Run faster! Do you want to kill innocent people again?" Yang Song really tried his best, but what was helpless was that he really just wanted to do this.
Where in your body can you run as fast as you want?
In a hurry, Yang Song seemed to hear the rough breathing of the bald man. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up. He might be twisting his neck by the bald man in the next second!
"Damn it! Fight!" Yang Song made a fierce move, made a sharp turn, and rushed to the right. In front of him was the endless flow of the road.
Yang Song's calculation was good, but he really ignored the skill of this bald man who killed two people in a row. A thick hand covered with black hair suddenly stretched out and pinched Yang Song.
neck.
"Go to hell!" The bald man laughed wildly. His face was so ferocious that it was almost distorted. His two pairs of eyes actually grew to his forehead, and his entire neck was elongated. This was completely beyond the scope of human beings!
How to describe the strength of the bald man? Yang Song felt a sharp pain in his neck. It was a sharp pain that really penetrated into his soul. It was so painful that he seemed to see Tathagata Buddha, Jesus and God at that moment.
Then I felt relaxed all over my body, and finally I stood on the road in a daze.
The bald man was stunned. He felt that his hand was inexplicably empty, and then he saw the body of a woman with a beautiful blond hair and a strangely twisted neck lying on the ground. The intruder wearing a hat he was about to kill
The person actually appeared arrogantly two meters away!
"I...I'm going to kill you!" The bald man only hesitated for half a second, then roared angrily, and rushed towards Yang Song again. In the moment of pause, the policeman chasing behind him had already
When he arrived, a knife was driven into his back. The severe pain made him scream, and his deformed face suddenly turned to look at the policeman who stabbed him with the knife!
"Ahhh! Monster!" When the policeman saw the bald man's demon-like face, he howled suddenly, rolled his eyes, and fainted from fear!
This miserable howl immediately woke up Yang Song. He just saw the sudden appearance of the body on the ground and knew what had just happened. He was fine, he was not dead, but it was another person who died, and it was reality.
A person in the world! A living person!
Moreover, the blonde woman had a sweet face, an oval face and smooth skin. If in reality, she must be a goddess with many suitors. But now, she looked extremely frightened and died tragically in this place.
, or die miserably somewhere on the earth.,
Yang Song could not forget Gao Zheng's appearance when he died, but he also swore that he would imprint this woman's face deeply in his heart. He was sorry for this woman!
"I'm sorry!" Yang Song gritted his teeth, turned around and ran away.
"Ahhh!" The bald man who scared one policeman unconscious did not stun the other policeman. The policeman shot him with trembling hands. But in such a state that he could not even hold the gun steadily, he could
Hitting the bald man's ear is pretty good.
"Monster! Monster!" When the policeman realized that he had missed the bald monster, it was too late to fire a second shot. A casserole-sized fist hit his temple like lightning, killing him on the spot.
He fell to the ground bleeding from his seven orifices.
This punch was extremely powerful, killing a thousand enemies and damaging himself eight hundred, and the bald man's wrist was also broken.
After shaking his twisted palms like chicken claws, the bald man raised his head and continued to chase Yang Song.