Although Gigi said that the power was restored in about an hour and a half in a similar situation before, the room was still dark until Allen left. The house was completely plunged into darkness.
Fortunately, they have ground beans.
Thanks to the ground beans that Ronggui had planted in the bathroom before, even if the emergency light suddenly went out, the room was replaced by a faint green fluorescent mushroom. Although the brightness was not comparable to the light, the room would not be completely dark.
With the help of the dim light of Didou, Ronggui dipped a small handkerchief in water and carefully wiped the sweat off Kerry's body.
However, the sweat on his body became more and more wiped.
Xiaomei leaned over, carefully measured several of his physical values, and then said, "It should be the anesthetic is about to pass."
"He must rely on anesthesia for pain relief in his current condition. I will go to the study to make some anesthetics. You wipe his sweat, be careful not to let the sweat soak the wound, and massage his limbs, especially the legs, to prevent blood clots. "
"Well, I'm good at this." Patting his chest, Rong Gui nodded vigorously.
"You can go with confidence, by the way, bring a pot of ground beans, it's dark on the road!" Seeing that Xiaomei was about to go out, Ronggui hurriedly stopped him, and finally picked a pot with the most mushrooms and the brightest Ground beans for him.
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Xiaomei went out holding a basin of beans.
However, the pot of mushrooms that Xiaomei took away was probably the largest and brightest, and contributed the most to the brightness of the room. Once Xiaomei took it away, the brightness of the room dropped by several percentage points.
After a little bit of darkness, the original cell structure of the room was immediately obvious.
Ronggui instantly had a sense of reality that "the place he lives now is really a prison cell".
"It's nothing to be afraid of, this is Mrs. Zorah's house." Ronggui said to himself while wiping Kerry's sweat.
"Don't keep thinking about looking for Xiaomei. Xiaomei is making medicine for Kerry. This is a very important and important thing. Don't disturb him."
He criticized himself harshly.
In this way, Kerry was wiped over and over again by him, and he became the cleanest patient.
I don't know if the medicine Xiaomei injected him before took effect, or if Ronggui wiped it over and over again to physically cool down, Kerry finally stopped sweating.
Then Ronggui thought of what Xiaomei said and if he still had spare energy, he massaged Kerry.
"Massage is my best thing now~" Rolling up his sleeves, Ronggui immediately touched Kerry's thigh and started massaging him from top to bottom.
While massaging him, he also talked to Kerry, starting from the adventures of himself and Xiaomei coming out of Messertal, and went on to the wedding of the dwarf girl and the young man. Ronggui alone can support a machine. play!
He spoke vigorously, and Kerry's skin under the palm of his hand was massaged extremely softly. At this moment, he suddenly heard a moan from the left direction.
Now let's talk about the position of honor:
Ronggui is now standing at Kerry's feet to help him massage. He is now massaging Kerry's feet. The right side is Kerry's toes, and the left is the direction of Kerry's head.
Instinctively, Ronggui thought Kerry woke up.
"Kerry, are you awake?" Turning his head, he didn't dare to move, for fear of missing any faint voice from Kerry.
For a long time, there was no movement there.
The room was quiet, and Ronggui almost thought that the moan he had just heard was his own delusion.
Bowing his head, his fingers moved again.
However, when he moved his finger for the third time, there was another groan from the left side, and Ronggui's head was raised at that time!
Naturally aware of sound and darkness, coupled with the good sound localization function of the mechanical body, he was sure that he did hear the sound, and—
Looking over Kerry's head and looking further to the left, Ronggui asked in horror, "Who? Who is talking?"
He had just heard it right: the voice he heard was nothing like Kerry's, it wasn't Kerry's voice at all!
But…
He is the only one in the room now, plus the unconscious Kerry, there are at most two people. And Xiaomei is in the study that is separated by a few walls from here. He has already discovered that it is probably related to the material. The sound insulation effect of the room here is very good. Standing in the room, they can't even hear the sound of the next room, let alone. Said Xiaomei who was separated by a few walls from here! Not to mention—
That voice wasn't Xiaomei's at all!
Trembling, Ronggui gently put the sheet on Kerry's lap, and then walked cautiously in the direction of the sound.
Xiaomei is doing important work and can't be disturbed - constantly using these words to resist the idea of wanting to ask Xiaomei for help, Ronggui walked very slowly.
Going to the location where the sound was made before, Ronggui tentatively said in English: "Ha... Hello?"
"... Ha... Hey?" A low voice trembled in his ear, and Rong Gui was so frightened that he sat on the ground with a "haha"!
Then, the sound continued, even… a little louder.
"Hello... is... what... what... meaning... thinking?" This time, Rong Gui heard it more carefully, and he even heard a complete sentence from the other party.
"Ha... Hello means what you mean... Are you, are you a human or a ghost?" His legs were still soft and he couldn't stand up at all, so Ronggui bit his head and asked.
"I also want to ask if you are a human or a ghost, and you make all kinds of ghost calls every day." The voice with its own echo sounded again, this time, what the other party said... it was a complaint.
"Uh..." Ronggui suddenly choked when he thought that he often sang here before.
"You just killed someone?" the voice asked again.
"Huh?" Rong Gui was taken aback by his question.
"The smell of blood is very strong and pungent." Well, the other party continued to complain.
"It's not killing people, we were just saving people!" Rong Gui quickly defended.
"Also, also, where are you? Here... The sound insulation here is very good, I can't even hear the voice next door, how could I suddenly hear your voice?" Thinking of this question, Ronggui immediately persuaded again , he asked tremblingly.
He couldn't help but think so, because the sound insulation effect here is too good, and the other party's voice is too real, as if the other party is standing in the room at this moment!
The voice is so close, but Ronggui can't see anyone, no wonder he has all kinds of supernatural associations!
The other party did not answer him for a long time.
Just when Ronggui thought the conversation just now was just a dream, the other party spoke again:
"I should be on the nine hundred and ninety-ninth floor underground."
"Hey?! Such a coincidence? We also live on the 999th floor underground! We... we are still neighbors!" Ronggui said immediately.
"Anyway, I have a bloody smell everywhere now. It smells very bad. You can pour some more water over here and deal with this smell."
The other party said the last paragraph, and then he stopped talking.
"Blood smell?" Rong Gui was stunned.
He instinctively looked at the operating table.
Kerry had indeed shed a lot of blood before, but Xiaomei was very careful and deliberately laid a special leak on the table, and Kerry's blood flowed down the leak into the bucket that had been placed below.
This design was originally designed for Ronggui to water flowers every day, but now it is used in surgery, and it actually works.
Then, Ronggui carried the bucket and habitually poured the water into the bathtub.
and many more-
Ronggui reflexively looked to the left, and then he realized that he was standing next to the bathtub! And the leak under the bathtub is also the only leak in the entire room!
and-
Ronggui's eyes fell on a slender plant in the bathtub.
Whispering grass!
Yes! There is also murmur grass planted in the bathtub!
The water poured into the bathtub every day flows to the "neighbor"'s house through the pipe, and the Whispering grass that seems to be very short has actually developed its root system, and even overgrown with the pipe, and has grown to the "neighbor"'s house!
Only then can the "neighbor" not only smell the blood flowing down from his side, but also hear his voice!
With his right hand slamming into his left palm, it was rare for Ronggui to link everything together at once.
But this is also thanks to the legend of Whispering Grass that he has read before. If it was someone else, he might not be able to think of it all at once.
"I'm sorry!" Ronggui hurriedly got close to the leaves of the Whispering Grass and whispered sorry, and then he turned on the shower again, and a large amount of water was sprayed into the soil, seeping continuously, passing the only one at the bottom of the bathtub. The water leak, then downward, continued downward, shuttled between the well-developed roots of the Whispering Grass, and finally broke through the card position and dripped into a small room.
It was a dark, empty room.
The area is not large, and it may not be as big as the bathroom where Ronggui is now.
At this moment, in this small room with nothing, a person is sitting in darkness.
His hair was long, long and meandering to the wet ground.
Hearing the sound of water droplets, his chin was slightly lifted up, almost undetectable.
He immediately stretched out his hand in the direction of the dripping sound.
There are no pipes there, it's a completely sealed room, not a single gap.
But that was before.
At least not so long ago.
But now, there was a small gap on the wall of the room facing the man.
There was no light in the room, otherwise the man should be able to see the small green plants that grow tenaciously in the gaps.
Whispering grass!
It is a Whispering Grass that strives to grow!
It opened a small gap in the wall, not big, but just enough for the water carried between the roots to seep through the gap.
The man's hand was on the cold wall.
One drop, two drops... He felt the weight of the cold drop of water falling on his palm.
When the water droplets condensed into a small puddle, he retracted his palm, put it to his lips, and took a sip.
During the activities of the men, the sound of the chains sliding all over the place was clinking, and there was an endless stream.
It was the only sound in the room.
"It's so sweet." After drinking the water in his palm, the man let out an inaudible murmur.