"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"
She screamed and woke up from the terrifying scene. When Yuan Mengmeng regained her composure, she found that the scene in front of her had already changed. It was no longer the noon lawn and open-air sunshine just now, nor was there the last sight of the jagged rocks.
and bloody corpses.
Instead, it is a pure and pure mixture of white and sky blue.
Looking around, there was almost no extra color in the entire room. This impression of simplicity was the main tone of the world in front of her. The smell of disinfectant that penetrated her nostrils made Yuan Mengmeng suddenly realize what kind of place this was.
"Is this an infirmary...? Or a hospital?" She realized that she was lying on a hospital bed. She stood up slightly and found that there was still salt water hanging on her right hand. However, there were no labels or markings on the salt water bag, and the color was also the same.
It's completely transparent and you can't tell what kind of potion it is.
She looked back at the bedside. There was also no bed number, no medical record, and not even the most basic patient information label. It didn't look like a regular hospital at all.
The reason why this place feels like a ward is that, apart from the clean colors and the smell of medicine, it is actually more like an ordinary room.
However, for some reason, Yuan Mengmeng did not feel very scared or panicked, even though all the details were a bit weird and unreliable. In addition to the doubts in her heart deepening, she felt an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.
Feel.
The soft fluorescent lamp shone from above her head, and the thin quilt covering her body was also very soft and soft. Although her body was still a little weak, there was no discomfort. Maybe it was this feeling that kept her from being frightened by the sudden change of scene.
She thought again of the body that looked like Zhang Ke that she had seen before she lost consciousness, lying on the rugged rocks. The fuzzy flesh and blood had turned into a large pool of bright red. Even if she closed her eyes, she seemed to be able to smell the strong irritation.
The smell of blood in the nose.
...No, don’t think about it anymore. As soon as I recall this scene, I feel a sense of suffocation arising spontaneously, like a strange hand inserted into my chest, tightly and fiercely grasping my beating heart.
, cut off the breathing in the trachea.
But, what happened? It was obviously still on the grass before, but then the scene around the corpse seemed to be under a cliff...
Moreover, it should still be a cliff when the light is very dim. Generally, the mountainous terrain is open and the lighting should be good during the day. However, the rocks and streams in the picture seem to be reflected in the moonlight or even fluorescent light and reflect blue-purple.
The dark atmosphere.
Hallucination, or nightmare - I can only use this vague reason to excuse myself. After all, it is impossible to have any power to really pull myself from the grass to the valley in an instant, unless there is something wrong with my spirit.
, it’s just an illusion.
Thinking of this, Yuan Mengmeng couldn't help but feel more doubts, because before that, she saw that the Zhang Ke in front of her was completely different from the past. Although the voice was exactly the same, it was not the same person at all.
No matter how you change your outfit, you can't imitate it.
Who was that person, and how did he disguise himself as Zhang Ke and talk to me without any hindrance for so long?
Even after being exposed by himself, he was still able to act innocent as if nothing had happened, so natural that it didn't look like a disguise at all.
"Oh...what is going on...could it be that I have been thinking randomly lately and driving myself crazy?" Yuan Mengmeng kept hitting her head with her left hand without salt water.
At this moment, a burst of unhurried footsteps sounded from not far away. Yuan Mengmeng knew that someone was approaching, and she quickly sat upright, waiting expectantly for the other person's arrival.
——At least, that person should be able to answer the question "Why did he appear in this room?"
"Hmm? I'm awake. How do you feel about yourself?"
The person who came was an old man, with steady steps and deep and bright eyes. Although there were many wrinkles on his face, he had a good spirit.
But the first thing that impressed Yuan Mengmeng was his gray beard - it looked very wild, as if he hadn't shaved for five or six years, but it was specially styled with mousse, so
The snow-white beard on his chin actually showed an exaggerated X shape, which looked like a shape that only appeared in comics and special effects films.
Not to mention drinking soup and coffee, even if you eat ordinary meals with soup and sauce, you will definitely stick to this exaggerated beard, right? And aren't you afraid of being pinched by people or doors when squeezing into the elevator? Yuan Meng
Meng thought wildly.
However, the old man obviously did not feel that this exaggerated-looking beard would bring any inconvenience to him. Instead, he maintained it very beautifully and even shiny.
At this time, Yuan Mengmeng discovered that the other person did not seem to be Chinese, at least not completely Asian. His hair was black with a hint of wheat yellow, and his pupils were a blue that is unique to Europeans and Americans, and his face had a more beautiful appearance.
Looks more Caucasian.
"Excuse me...what is this place? Why was I sent here?"
Only then did Yuan Mengmeng remember that she had been observing the other person's appearance for too long, and she quickly asked what she was most concerned about.
"Tell me first, how do you feel about your body? Does your chest feel tight? Is your breathing smooth and even? Is there anything particularly uncomfortable?" The old man was very stubborn and refused to answer the other person's questions first, but repeated
asked my initial question.
"Uh... everything seems to be pretty good. Except for the slight weakness in the body, there is nothing unusual. What's wrong?" Yuan Mengmeng suddenly had a vague premonition in her heart. Since the old man would ask this, he
Explain that before you came in, you may have suffered from a disease with similar symptoms, right?
He didn't say anything more, but first pinched Yuan Mengmeng's arm, pressed her pulse gate with his thumb, then picked up the listening bucket on her chest and placed it on her soft chest, without avoiding suspicion at all.
Yuan Mengmeng blushed and subconsciously wanted to push away, but then she thought that it was reasonable for the doctor to do this, so she held back.
"It's really quite normal. You recovered very quickly. It seems that you don't have any serious illness." The old man listened to the pulse and heart, and then said, "But we still need to test it later."
"So, what happened to me before, can you please tell me?" Yuan Mengmeng finally couldn't restrain her curiosity and questions, and asked again.
Chapter completed!