Psychic

Chapter 228: Treatment

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Everyone had already walked out the door, and the little nurse didn't forget to turn around and tell me.

I suddenly gave a wry smile, this is the way it is now, I can't move even if I want to move it!

After a while, the little nurse ran in behind a doctor in a white coat.

"Wake up! How do you feel?" The doctor lifted my eyelids and took a look, and asked gently in his mouth.

"It feels uncomfortable, my chest is stuffy, and I'm a little dizzy." I thought about it and said how I felt.

After retracting the stethoscope, the doctor smiled at me: "No problem has been found for the time being. Your body is still very healthy. As for why you suddenly fell into a coma, you can only wait for the examination report to come out after a while. What kind of acute sudden illness, do you usually have the symptoms of the'three highs'?"

"How is it possible? How could I have the'three highs' at such a young age! Besides, I am not good at drinking and smoking!" I immediately retorted loudly, paused, and the topic changed, "By the way, who is it? I was sent to the hospital? Is anyone else still here?"

"You don't know who your own friend is?" The doctor looked confused, and then said, "Seeing that the man is about the same age as you, wearing a green one-piece apron, like an employee stock of which supermarket, he Seeing that you were okay, left, and said that there was no one in the convenience store watching. He had to go back to work, so he ran away in a hurry. Oh, yes, he only paid a deposit. Now that you are awake, I have to cover all the expenses!"

"That's for sure, don't worry, I will hand in the money when I finish the potion." I quickly nodded and agreed, but my heart shook, listening to the doctor's description, it was clearly the twenty-four hour convenience store. Clerk, what the hell is going on? That kid bit me, and when I was unconscious, he sent me to the hospital for treatment

Is that kid mad? How come these two days are all weird things that are wrong with the bull's head and the horse's mouth? Wouldn't it be the red ghost designing me again

Rubbing my forehead, I only feel that one head and two are big now, so I can only give up thinking about these things temporarily.

After the potion was finished, I pressed the button on the top of my head and invited the little nurse to pull out the needle, and took out the wallet from my pocket to get out of bed to make up for the fee. Who knew that when I lifted the quilt, it caught my eye.

I saw a few more tooth marks on the calf under the knee, which were very red and dazzling.

"Well, what's going on? Did I get bitten by something?" I asked the little nurse, pointing at the scar on my leg with trembling fingers.

Seeing the wound, the little nurse was also dumbfounded: "No, when you sent it, we did not find any injuries here when we did a full-body examination! It looks like it was bitten by a dog!"

dog! When I was reminded like this, I suddenly remembered that this position of my calf seemed to have been bitten by a dog. When dealing with my cousin, I was chased by a dog, as if I was bitten. But why is this wound reappearing now

"Don't worry about why, do you know how to deal with the wound?" I was very surprised. I still kept this calm on the face and waved to the little nurse.

The little nurse looked like she was waking up from a dream: "Oh, wait, I will disinfect the wound first." When she said that, she ran to the side and took a set of disinfection tools to help me treat the wound carefully.

It's strange to say that a lot of disinfectant water was used, and most of the styptic powder was spilled, but the wound remained the same as it was, and there was no use at all.

Such a strange situation naturally shocked many people in the hospital, and even the leaders of the hospital showed up. The funny thing is that when I was hesitant to call the old Taoist priest, the hospital actually found me a Taoist Taoist priest. help.

As soon as I came into contact, I felt that there was something wrong with this Taoist priest from Maoshan, and this hospital together made me feel very wrong, and immediately wanted to be discharged.

I walked out of the ward and headed towards the elevator. The corridor was silent, even if it wasn't night, it was still dark and dull. Without a trace of sunlight coming through, I couldn't help but shudder.

This is this place. It would be weird if I were to stay here. After all, the doctor said, I am not sick...

When I walked to the counter, there were still few people, but the hospital was still busy. The people at the counter looked very young and pretty good-looking, but this person looked weird...

"Hello, I want to go through the discharge procedures..." I looked up at the person at the counter, she looked up at me blankly, and I was shocked! She looks so pale!

"What's the name?" She turned on the computer and asked me, shaking the mouse with her hand, as if looking for information...

I breathed a sigh of relief and reported my name and department. She was still very normal. I couldn't help but want to laugh at myself, whether I was in a nervous state.

I always think everyone is a ghost...

"Is this waiting shirt?" She looked up at me leisurely, took the mouse to turn the computer to my side, pointed at the file of the person above with a thin index finger, it was the waiting shirt, not my waiting three...

But I was in a cold sweat, shook my head, and answered her: "This is not me, I am not this shirt, it is the number three..."

She gave a cry, turned the computer over, and continued to look down at the computer. I took advantage of this moment and quietly left the hospital...

After I ran out of the hospital, after seeing the strong light, I couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it’s still morning...

I looked at the hospital with lingering fears. There was nothing unusual in the hospital, but my heart was even more flustered. I continued to run away from the hospital and stopped in a densely populated place.

I found a chair in a public place and sat down in peace. Looking at the daytime, I still feel flustered...

"Is it this waiting shirt?" When the person at the counter turned the computer to me, I seemed to see that her clothes tightly wrapped around her wrists moved up a bit, and I happened to see what was on her hand under her sleeves. .

That dark thing, I couldn’t be more familiar with it, that’s a corpse...

When I answered her quietly, I saw her eyeballs, not moving or blinking. I spoke very slowly, and she didn't blink for about 40 seconds...

This is obviously a person with no vital signs, but she just talked to me, isn't this a ghost

"Dingling bell. Dingling bell..." I was shocked by the rapid ringing of the cell phone, and my thoughts were interrupted. I was sweating a bit more. I wiped my sweat and found that the ringtone came from my cell phone.

I have some doubts, who could this be? Picking up the phone, a series of numbers, no notes, I pressed the answer button with some doubts: "Hello? Hello, may you be?"

A friendly voice came from the other side: "Hello, are you Hou San?"

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