Jian Hua hangs up the phone, and the phone screen automatically returns to the standby desktop.
Against the dark background, the handsome and heroic general held a halberd, his face was tired and covered in blood, but his eyes were sharp and bright, which could almost turn into sharp knives through the screen.
Jian Hua silently slid his finger over the settings icon, and skillfully cut out a picture of a landscape and green tree, replacing the official "Crow" picture that was originally used as a desktop.
He is hanging saline and glucose in a small clinic.
If it wasn't for a good physical foundation, I'd be afraid that I wouldn't be able to stand up now if I changed it to someone else.
"I'm so weak, and still taking work?" The old doctor in the clinic looked at Jian Hua with disapproval. They were acquaintances. The old doctor was a retired general doctor, and he didn't have any great skills. .
Huaicheng is not a particularly prosperous city, but there are two large film and television bases built here, and film crews are filming here almost every day. Many young people with the idea of standing out in the film and television circle wandered to Huaicheng to rent a house, and then crowded the subway every day, bumped through most of the city to the entrance of the film and television city, and waited in the cold wind for the crew who needed a group of actors.
They live in poverty, have no medical insurance, and do not have much money to go to see a doctor for treatment.
Jian Hua used to be one of them, and he was so familiar with Cheng Lao, the doctor in the small clinic.
"Young man, what are you doing so hard?" The old doctor wiped his old glass lenses and picked up the stethoscope, "You haven't eaten in a few days? Go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination, and then recuperate at home for a month! "
Jian Hua smiled wryly, the body is the capital of life, how could he want to torment himself like this.
—What happened last night, no one would believe it even if I said it.
His eyes fell on the teacup by the table, and the water in it suddenly swayed and splashed a little on the table.
Cheng Lao didn't see it, and was still babbling: "Compared to other young people, you have been successful enough. After a few years, you bought a house in Huaicheng and got a car. I told you to quit smoking and go to Fen Chaojiu. Work in the evening and live a solid life, the young man is good-looking and energetic, how can he not do it?"
Jian Hua was silent.
If he hadn't received the call from Li Fei's businessman, he would indeed be ready to leave the film and television industry.
I have taken a lot of risks over the years, and the money I made is still worth it, but most of them are used to buy a house and that used car. There is really not much savings.
"What kind of job did you talk about on the phone just now, and you want to go to Haicheng to sign a contract. It's still three hours away from Haicheng by long-distance bus, so your virtue will be ruined by the wind now?" rebuke.
Jian Hua pinched his brows and sighed with a headache, "Let's talk about it tomorrow."
How can it be so exaggerated that the wind blows, if it is so fragile, can you still seek medical treatment in the clinic
Cheng Lao glared at him and went back to work.
Although it is very noisy here, there are children crying and horns of vehicles passing by outside, but the noise happens to make Jian Hua the most at ease. Lying behind the clinic where Mr. Cheng's lunch break hangs on the water, Jian Hua is drowsy and surging. fell asleep.
During the period, the nurse came in to change the bottle, but he didn't wake up.
Jian Hua is dreaming.
In the dream, there is an endless barren Gobi, the sky is ominous blood red, and the crow stops on the dead tree trunk, making an unpleasant hoarse cry. A young general turned around slowly, he was tall and straight, and his back was like a mountain.
The halberd was dragged in his hand, and there were corpses at his feet.
He walked out of the desperate situation step by step, heading towards the direction of the setting sun...
A cry suddenly appeared in the dream, and all the crows and trees in the desert disappeared. The general stood in the studio, wiping off the blood stains on his face, and handing the prop halberd to the crew, with a smile like a spring breeze on his face.
Then Jian Hua woke up. He opened his eyes and stared at the mottled ceiling in a trance.
"It's almost there." Cheng Lao entered the room and pulled out the needle for Jian Hua, "You've been sleeping soundly, it's almost dinner time, how do you feel?"
What else can I feel, hanging two bottles of water, of course I want to go to the toilet!
Jian Hua nodded to indicate that he was much better, pressed the pinhole with cotton, and wrapped his clothes around the bathroom.
The toilet is a single room, just inside Cheng Lao's lounge. After solving the physiological problem and turning on the faucet to wash his hands, Jian Hua saw the light bulb above his head swaying twice, and then fell to the ground with a thud.
"What sound?" Cheng Lao asked outside.
"… "
Jian Hua couldn't be sure if this was a masterpiece of his ability to read. He walked out of the bathroom in the dark and said a little embarrassedly, "The light bulb is broken, I'll go to the store and buy one for you to replace."
"What's the matter? I'll ask someone to fix it tomorrow." Cheng Lao disagreed and handed over a small plastic bag in his hand, "Go home and rest, here, this is your medicine! Your symptoms are nutrition. Bad blood sugar! Remember to eat vitamins... "
Before he finished speaking, Jian Hua suddenly stopped him.
Cheng Lao was inexplicable. He had known Jian Hua for several years, and it was the first time he saw the look of fear in this young man's eyes.
"Did you hear anything?" Jian Hua's voice trembled.
Cheng Lao was puzzled, there was no sound, it was quiet outside—
Around six o'clock is when the old city is lively, people coming home from get off work and school, the sound of pots, pans and spoons clinking, should be in an endless stream, why is it so quiet
Jian Hua's eyes fell on the door of the lounge, which was closed.
He walked over step by step and opened the door.
It was really empty outside.
- Even if there are no patients who come to see the doctor, the nurses are nowhere to be seen.
Cheng Lao ran out in a panic, shouted the nurse's name, and left the clinic again, suddenly dumbfounded. Neighbors are all gone, and there are still crutches and chess beside the stone bench where the old people usually gather and chat.
Jian Hua stretched out his hand and slowly supported his forehead. He did not expect that the disaster would repeat itself again.
"What's the matter?" Cheng Lao has lived for decades, and he has never seen such a ridiculous thing.
Jian Hua's mind was overwhelmed, and he was so irritable that he wanted to smash what was in front of him, but there was an old man beside him, an old man who took care of him a lot, and he couldn't show his desperation.
Supporting Elder Cheng, Jian Hua found a place for him to sit down, and recounted what happened to him last night in the shortest words.
Of course, he still had reservations, he didn't mention that he could move objects with his mind.
After Cheng Lao calmed down, he quickly realized the current situation - intellectually, he did not believe Jian Hua's words, but the facts were shocking.
"When you got in the elevator, everything changed when you got out?" Cheng Lao's brows were so wrinkled that the mosquitoes could be caught. He couldn't help but think that Jian Hua's hanging bottle should be almost hung up, because the nurse said the young man was asleep , so he deliberately brought the door behind him when he came in to check.
When did the outside voices go away
Cheng Lao thought hard, and finally clapped his hands: "It's after the toilet bulb shattered!"
The sound was not small, Cheng Lao was startled at the time, lest Jian Hua would fall down in the toilet due to lack of energy, he quickly asked aloud, and then they kept talking until Jian Hua noticed something was wrong.
"What can I do?" Old Cheng was full of cold sweat.
It turns out that the truth of Jian Hua's poor health is this. The young man has survived without eating or drinking for dozens of hours. He has old bones, isn't this terrible
Jian Hua picked up a newspaper from the clinic floor, and the headlines of social news made his pupils shrink.
Huanyu Studios, stolen supermarket food, last night at 11 o'clock... That couple died
"boom!"
There was a burst of fire in the sky in the distance, and a huge roar sounded.
Jian Hua was stunned for a moment, and quickly ran to the window with Cheng Lao, only to see thick smoke rising from the top floor of the Pearl Hotel, a landmark building in the center of Huai City, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke after the explosion of gunpowder.
If it were on a normal day, Jian Hua would definitely think that the Pearl Hotel had suffered a terrorist attack.
"Anyone else?" Cheng Lao was surprised and delighted.
The matter is strange, no matter who falls into this world where time is stagnant, there will be no masters. Who still has the mind to throw explosives? It's not that easy to find explosives in China, unless you make your own—
"Whoosh, pop!"
I don't know who is setting off fireworks over the Linjiang Bridge, and a flurry of fireworks leaped into the sky, breaking the tranquility of the night.
"Elder Cheng, you are hiding in the clinic, I'll take a look."
"... Be careful." Cheng Lao wanted to follow, but with his old arms and legs, he would definitely be a drag on Jian Hua if something happened.
After nodding towards Cheng Lao and promising to come back, Jian Hua cautiously walked out of the street and headed towards the Linjiang Bridge.
Although the Pearl Hotel is relatively close, the dangers of setting off fireworks and throwing explosives are obvious at a glance, so there is no need to elaborate.
The cold wind whizzed at night, and the road was the same as last night, with countless cars parked with their headlights on. During the evening rush hour, except for the green light and red light, they will not respond at all, just like the usual congestion.
It looked bustling and bustling, but it was empty.
Suddenly, a young man riding a mountain bike with a big bag broke into Jian Hua's field of vision.
"Huh?" They saw each other at the same time.
The mountain bike slipped lightly over, and the young man with dyed hair looked at Jian Hua suspiciously: "Who are you?"
Jian Hua had countless thoughts in his mind when the other party appeared, and the young man's unhurried attitude confirmed his guess - this person must know something, otherwise no one would be able to face this kind of change. nothing.
"I'll go over there." Jian Hua pointed at the Linjiang Bridge.
"Oh, fellow man, let's go together!" said the young man at once.
Jian Hua calmly said, "You go first, I'm looking for a car."
"You're too casual, and you're not prepared at all." The young man didn't let his guard down completely, and was still watching Jian Hua.
When Jian Hua saw the big backpack behind the other party, the corner of the food packaging bag was not fully zipped, and he realized something.
"I hide food elsewhere." Jian Hua said.
The young man laughed and gave a thumbs up: "I have an idea, in fact, I am too, but I brought two packets of food to eat. Rest assured that the plot has just begun, there is no... "
The young man didn't finish his words, because a man sprang out from the dark, with a neat hand, he slashed the back of his neck with a palm, knocking him unconscious.
Jian Hua saw it when the other party touched it.
This person is none other than his hair Xiao Lu Miao.
Although he didn't know what Lu Miao was going to do, between the familiar Fa Xiao and the suspicious stranger, Jian Hua of course chose Lu Miao, so he silently watched Lu Miao knock him out.
"Great, you're here too!"
Lu Miao grabbed Jian Hua's hand excitedly, with a look of fear on his face: "I got out of the elevator and found that everyone was gone. There are still people killing people at the Pearl Hotel. Let's get out of here quickly and find a place to hide."
"… "
Jian Hua looked at him quietly, the smile on Lu Miao's face could not be maintained, and he quietly took a half step back.
"What, what's wrong?"