Corpse Retriever

The woman slowly stood up, and Zhao Hequan was held by the neck and lifted up.

She leaned her face over, as if to examine him carefully.

Gradually, black spots began to grow from Zhao Hequan's neck, where the woman's hand was holding, and soon spread to the whole body.

Then, these spots began to gradually expand and merge with each other, forming one black abscess after another. The central area of ​​each piece was bulging, and pus continued to overflow, sliding down the body, and finally gathered at the feet off the ground, forming a stream of liquid dripping on the ground.

However, Zhao Hequan did not show any pain or struggle, and seemed to be still sleeping soundly.

Instead, Li Zhuiyuan suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart. If he would be infected and rotten if he touched this woman, then the two pieces of meat that the woman had dropped on his face before...

His face began to itch.

After a careful feeling, it was really itchy, not a psychological effect.

But now, even if it itched again, Li Zhuiyuan did not dare to reach out and scratch it.

Then, the woman lifted Zhao Hequan with her left hand alone and held him horizontally at her side. This formed a sharp contrast. The woman's physique was indeed a bit outrageous.

Li Zhuiyuan was shocked by the woman's appearance and the eye contact before, so he ignored this point. Now, he found that the woman's figure was very similar to the statue in the temple.

The woman must have caught the person she was looking for, so she carried Zhao Hequan to the bottom of the dam.

She walked very steadily, looking forward.

Then halfway through the journey, her body continued to move forward, but her head suddenly turned 90 degrees and looked over.

Li Zhuiyuan's heart trembled,

She,

was still observing him!

The woman continued to move forward while looking at him, and finally left his sight and went down the dam.

The itchy feeling on his face continued.

Li Zhuiyuan lay still, his eyelids still slightly open.

The sense of time passing was a little distorted at this moment, and he didn't know how long it had passed. Anyway, he still insisted on not moving.

Suddenly,

In the lower left corner of his field of vision, the woman's bloody face suddenly popped out.

It was like a person who had already left the house, but remembered something again. His body was still outside the house, but he tilted his neck back and looked back at you.

The two rows of white teeth were the only part that could show her facial expression.

There was a little distance between the white teeth, and I imagined that she was smiling.

It seemed to say,

Haha,

I just want to see if you are really sleeping.

However, this time Li Zhuiyuan was not scared again, he had already anticipated this.

Because the chill around him did not dissipate, it meant that the woman had not gone far and was still nearby.

In his mind, he could imagine her standing still under the dam.

Liu Jinxia said that those dirty things would have an extremely strong interest in those who could see it, so even if you "saw" it, you had to pretend not to see it.

Finally, the oppressive atmosphere disappeared, the chill dissipated, the summer night heat swept again, and the evening breeze brought fresh air.

It was as if I walked out of the freezer, from the body to the soul, there was a feeling of thawing.

This made my face even more itchy.

It seemed that if I could just reach out and scratch a few times, it would be the most refreshing and pleasant thing in the world.

However, Li Zhuiyuan still did not move.

His willpower had been relaxed, and his self-control was almost broken, but he still relied on inertia to keep his previous sleeping posture and eyes.

Suddenly, the cold appeared again, and this time it came quickly, urgently and violently.

It was not that I was dragged back into the freezer, but that the freezer opened the door, grew legs, and swallowed me in.

Two sounds of landing came to my ears, mixed with the crisp friction of iron chains.

A pair of legs appeared a little bit in front of me in my sight, and at the bottom, there was a pair of feet that were still dripping with pus.

This is Zhao Hequan's foot, and he is being lifted by the woman.

So, the woman is now standing behind him, very close to his head.

She is still looking at him.

At this moment, Li Zhuiyuan finds it difficult to understand the woman's unremitting persistence.

Since you keep trying again and again, why don't you just lift yourself up like you did to Zhao Hequan?

Don't you still have one hand free?

At this time, Li Zhuiyuan suddenly remembered the rumor he heard during the day, that two students from Haihe University broke the iron chain on the female Bodhisattva with a hammer.

It should be Xue Liangliang and Zhao Hequan.

But the woman only mentioned Zhao Hequan, but not Xue Liangliang.

So, does this prove that the woman can only take one away this time?

All of a sudden, Li Zhuiyuan's mind became clear.

This is a reverse competition, the two competing parties are himself and Zhao Hequan. If he reveals a flaw, the woman is likely to let Zhao Hequan go and take him away instead.

Her continuous probing is actually a trade-off.

Li Zhuiyuan would never be willing to sacrifice himself in exchange for Zhao Hequan's escape. If he had to choose between the two, he would definitely choose Zhao Hequan to accompany the woman.

Anyway, his ideal country is the United States. It is difficult to get a visa, and the ocean is vast and difficult to cross. Reincarnation is also a shortcut.

It is not easy to endure the pain, but once the problem is simplified into a competition, it is like being pulled back to the track that you are best at.

The swift cold came and went quickly. The woman should have left again.

But Li Zhanyuan was fixed like this.

He no longer cares about whether the dream has woke up, and did not care whether the woman would return again, so he continued to keep this posture at this semi -closed level.

His face was still itchy, which forced him to find another way to transfer his attention.

He began to think about the algorithm in the eighth book of "Yin and Yang Xiangxue". Anyway, he was idle, and now he is okay to do it, and he dare not do it. It is better to continue to learn.

In the brains, rows of people's faces continued to emerge, and gradually reunited.

When Li Zhanyuan can now appear a face in her heart, she can be men or women and less;

Under a closer look, in fact, from eyebrows, eyes, noses, mouths to ears, it is constantly changing.

Nowadays, there is a game with flower paper in Girls' Girls, which is a piece of paper printed with a model body with a lot of stickers from hairstyles to various clothes. It has a glue on its back, which can be pasted on the model, like a simple version of doll dressing.

Li Zhanyuan feels that he is playing this game now, but the accessories in his makeup library are richer than a set of flower paper toy boxes.

Playing, Li Zhanyuan gradually rose up a thought:

Can you try to move this face and talk?

The first seven books of "Yin and Yang Xue Xue" are a large number of dead memories and calculations. In the eighth book, it is the transformation of science to metaphysics. The mystery here refers to a kind of threshold.

Thanks to her mother, when she was a child, she often took herself to see the psychologist. At that time, in order to meet the needs of the mother, she also took the initiative to split her personal style according to the doctor's treatment guidance.

So, can the same method be used here?

This idea made him feel shocked, because he felt himself, as if he found the idea of ​​knowing the eighth book!

But at the same time, Li Zhanyuan also felt danger. The personality he had made alone before was completely controllable, but if he created a personality according to the templates of others in his mind, can it be safe?

"Xiao Yuanhou, wake up, huh, still sleep, we have to work."

Li Weihan's voice sounded in his ear, and then a rough but warm hand stroked his face.

Li Zhanyuan knew that this was really awake.

He didn't know if the woman came back and continued to test herself after that time.

However, that's not important anymore. The self immersed in the learning atmosphere really ignored the changes in the outside world. They didn't fall asleep, but they were "dead" than falling asleep.

"Well, Xiao Yuanhou, uncomfortable sleeping outside?" Li Weihan asked carelessly.

"No, no grandpa, I slept well."

Li Zhanyuan turned to look at the direction of the house, and found that the college students were also rising. They were washing. Zhao Hequan was there. He didn't die, and he laughed with his classmates.

"That's good, your uncle is coming, let's wash your face."

After simple cleaning, after breakfast, everyone will work early in the morning. Today's work tasks are based on the village. As long as they can be completed early, they can return home early and don't have to sleep here for one night.

Li Zhanyuan also came to the river worker. This time, he was lazy, found a stone to sit down, holding his cheeks.

He was tangled, and he felt that he had found the key to the eighth book, but he didn't dare to try.

Vaguely feel that this is like a fortune teller for himself last time.

There are many taboos in this line. No, no, this is composed of various taboos.

The hot atmosphere on the construction site gradually dispersed the haze in Li Zhanyuan's heart;

He wanted to open it. The first seven books were enough for himself to look at others. As for the eighth book, it was not available at a special moment.

Okay, let's help Grandpa to transport the mud.

Li Zhanyuan was about to get up and moved down, and suddenly found that he had a gray spot in the inside of his left arm, and then looked at the right arm of his right, and there was a spot with the corresponding position.

He immediately touched his face, his face didn't feel it, and he didn't itch when he woke up. He almost forgot about it.

It seems that I am still in the end.

The reason why it did not appear on the face is to understand that some of the functions in the dream last night were not necessarily explicitly on the face. At that time, I was not the real body.

Li Zhanyuan raised his arms and looked closely. Although the two pieces of area were only coins, this stuff ... was likely to spread.

At this time, two people came ahead. To be precise, Xue Liangliang helped Zhao Hequan to come over.

The two of them are a measurement team. No matter what contradictions they have made last night, they still have to complete the task together today.

"Brother, what's wrong with him?" Li Zhanyuan asked.

Xue Liangliang said: "He is uncomfortable, I take him to see a doctor."

Li Zhanyuan noticed that Zhao Hequan's neck was completely blue and black.

Yeah, he was just smashed by a woman's face to face, but he was taken away by a woman's neck, and it must be the most serious.

After Li Qianyuan went to say hello to Li Weihan, he followed Xue Liangliang to return to the dam where he went to bed last night, where there was a barefoot doctor sitting.

The doctor unbuttoned Zhao Hequan's shirt, checked his symptoms, and his face became ugly.

"Do you, is he poisoned or was bitten by a poisonous insect?" Xue Liangliang asked anxiously.

"Where are there such powerful poisonous mosquitoes here? It doesn't look like poisoning, it won't happen so quickly. Didn't you say he was fine this morning?"

"Yes, he was completely normal this morning."

"Ah." The doctor said with some embarrassment, "Send him to the health center in the nearby town for an examination. Here, I can only check for headaches and fevers."

"Doctor, I have it here too." Xue Liangliang rolled up his sleeves.

Li Zhuiyuan, who was standing next to him, saw that his arm also had gray round spots like his own.

That's right, the woman squatted in front of him last night and almost caught him instead of Zhao Hequan, so it's normal for him to have some broken flesh.

"Hurry up and go to the hospital, and you should check it together, don't it's an infectious disease or something."

"Okay, then I'll leave my friend here first, and I'll go find a car."

The doctor frowned, but could only nod, then took out an old mask from his pocket and put it on himself.

After Xue Liangliang left, the doctor looked at Zhao Hequan again. At this time, Zhao Hequan's consciousness was a little blurred.

The doctor murmured: "It doesn't look like he is sick, but it seems that he has been invaded by something dirty."

Barefoot doctors are people with basic medical knowledge who are trained or designated by the state after the founding of New China. They have no establishment and are both farmers and doctors. Although they are generally not comparable to doctors in regular hospitals in terms of medical professional level, they have played a huge role in improving and protecting rural medical conditions in a specific historical period and made outstanding contributions.

At the same time, because of their professional characteristics, they often have their own understanding of some special difficult and complicated diseases, and they are not so averse.

"What did you say?" Li Zhuiyuan heard it and asked curiously.

The doctor didn't say anything. He didn't scare a child with his weird words.

"Did you encounter something dirty? Did you get invaded?" Li Zhuiyuan asked, "How should I solve it?"

The doctor said with a smile, "Little boy, how can I know how to solve it? I am a doctor, not a fortune teller."

Li Zhuiyuan was a little disappointed. It seemed that he could only wait until his grandfather came back.

He actually knew that Liu Jinxia and Aunt Li Juxiang seemed to have a solution to this problem, but he was too embarrassed to go to them because the solution they used was too simple and crude.

At this time, Xue Liangliang, who had just walked out for a while, came back again, accompanied by a middle-aged man with half-white hair in work clothes.

The man had thick eyebrows and a square face, and he had a sense of uprightness and majesty.

"Engineer Luo." The doctor saw him and took the initiative to stand up and greet him.

The other party was the deputy commander of the project and the dean of the department at Haihe University. He was basically responsible for organizing the water conservancy construction projects in this area in recent years.

"Yeah." Luo Tingrui raised his hand in response, then walked straight to Zhao Hequan. After checking the situation, he cursed Xue Liangliang beside him in a low voice, "Don't you have a brain? Who told you two to be so impulsive yesterday?"

"Director, it's my fault."

Luo Tingrui said with a gloomy face: "Didn't I teach you that if you encounter a tomb or temple during construction, you must deal with it. Even if there are no conditions for relocation and resettlement, you must burn some incense and say a few good words before pushing these things away. You are so good that you just smash it with a hammer!"

"Director, what should we do now?"

In fact, Xue Liangliang planned to burn incense and worship before pushing the temple yesterday, but Zhao Hequan snorted coldly, saying that this is the bad nature of the Chinese, and he just smashed it with a hammer, and he could only bite the bullet and follow up.

Who knew that such a problem would occur the next day, but now is obviously not the time to share responsibilities and explain.

"Where was the statue moved to?"

"It was dragged to the west ditch and piled up with construction waste."

"Okay, take him there first, I'll go to my temporary office to find incense.

Apologize first, and then send him to the city hospital. With this symptom, the town health center should not be able to treat it. Anyway, it will take some time to find a car now."

"Okay, Director, I got it."

Xue Liangliang carried Zhao Hequan on his back and trotted down the dam.

As he walked, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Li Zhuiyuan who followed him.

"You..."

Li Zhuiyuan didn't waste any words and showed his forearm to the other party.

Xue Liangliang was very surprised: "Little friend, did you smash it too?"

"I don't know."

In fact, Li Zhuiyuan was the most innocent. He now has the ability to passively walk in the dark, but the whole thing really has nothing to do with him.

"Then come with me to burn incense. After you finish burning incense, tell your family and I'll take you to the city hospital."

"Okay, brother."

Two people, or more precisely, three people came to the west ditch where the waste was piled up. The female Bodhisattva statue was placed there alone.

The villagers who were working on the construction still had basic taboos. They didn't let it lie there. There was a stone stuck next to it to ensure that it could stand.

After putting Zhao Hequan down, Xue Liangliang walked to the statue and worshiped first:

"It was my fault yesterday, please forgive me..." After a pause, he looked at Li Zhuiyuan beside him, "At least, you have to forgive this child."

Last night, Xue Liangliang also said loudly: This world is materialistic.

However, this seems to be correct. In the eyes of true materialists, as long as there is a set of ready-made rules to explore and solve, then even if it is a ghost, it is a materialistic ghost.

Li Zhuiyuan carefully observed the statue. The statue had been underwater or in the mud for a long time, and the paint had long since peeled off and corroded. What caught his eye was a large piece of surface that looked like red rust, which should be the material of some kind of mud used to shape the statue.

But this also echoed the state of the woman when she appeared last night, rolling, charred, and bloody.

The most important thing is that the rest of the statue's face is invisible, but there is still a section of white tooth paint at the corner of the mouth. It should be because the pigment is special and more durable. From the face shape of the paint, the lower jaw is retracted, which leaves a gap at the mouth. Maybe in this way, it will not be completely filled in under the mud.

No mistakes in one song, one post, one content, one 6, one book, one bar!

Li Zhuiyuan also bowed, and then the jingle that his grandfather had said when he led him to send the little yellow warbler came to his mind. He had a good memory and remembered it word for word, so he recited it:

"Today I offer you sacrifices, next year I offer you sacrifices. Are you satisfied with this favor?

No matter Yin or Yang, you have to be reasonable.

If there is a grievance, you should seek revenge. If there is a grudge, you should seek revenge. Everyone in the world has a hard life. You must not go against it."

Next to him, Xue Liangliang looked at the child with his eyes wide open, because he saw in this child... professionalism.

After Li Zhuiyuan finished reading, he added: "Bring the incense over later. When I get home, I will set up a small altar for you and offer all my snacks on it to make up for it."

Xue Liangliang was surprised and asked: "Will this work?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head and told the truth: "I don't know."

He just happened to copy the answer according to the grandfather's sample question.

Then, Li Zhuiyuan raised his arm again:

"Huh?"

The gray spot, which was originally the size of a coin, shrunk to the size of a soybean, and the color became lighter.

Li Zhuiyuan blinked. He himself did not expect that the answer of the great master was so useful!

"Look at yours." Li Zhuiyuan looked at Xue Liangliang. He needed a comparison now.

Xue Liangliang immediately spread his arms. His gray spot not only did not get smaller, but became larger.

He immediately said: "Little brother, teach me how to read."

"Okay."

Next, Xue Liangliang imitated Li Zhuiyuan and read the words just now, but he changed Li Zhuiyuan's last sentence "Snacks are offered up" to "Go to the school cafeteria to get food and set up an offering table for you in the dormitory."

After reading, he waited for a while.

Xue Liangliang pulled up his sleeves like scratching a lottery ticket and also made a sound of surprise.

The spot was smaller, but it did not shrink back to the size of a soybean, but became the same as before.

"This..." Xue Liangliang frowned, "Could it be that the Bodhisattva also knows that the food in our school cafeteria is terrible?"

Li Zhuiyuan thought that it might be because he really smashed the statue yesterday.

"Why is there another child?" Luo Tingrui came over with incense.

"This child also encountered the same problem."

Luo Tingrui was a little confused, but he didn't ask anything else. Instead, he handed Li Zhuiyuan a stick of incense, then one for himself, and one for Xue Liangliang.

As for Zhao Hequan, who was already unconscious, he stuffed him with a lot of incense.

Next, Luo Tingrui stood in the front, first took the incense and worshiped seriously, then unbuttoned his collar, sat down in front of the statue regardless of the dirt, patted the ground with one hand and grabbed his chest with the other hand, and began to complain.

Starting from the hard days before liberation, recalling the purpose and significance of building roads, bridges and water conservancy projects, and finally looking forward to the future.

He spoke very devotedly and emotionally, completely without the rigorous temperament of the previous engineer. If you didn't know, you would think he was holding a small symposium.

Moreover, as if he was afraid that the local temples could not understand Mandarin, he deliberately used a lot of Nantong dialect, although it was very poor and not standard.

After speaking, he stood up, pressed Li Zhuiyuan and Xue Liangliang's heads with both hands, and asked them to hold incense and worship again.

Finally, he dragged the unconscious Zhao Hequan over and grabbed his head to kowtow.

After doing this, Luo Tingrui buttoned his collar and calmed down again.

Seeing the curious eyes from Xue Liangliang, he said unhappily: "Learn something, I also learned from my predecessors. There are not many such things in Nantong. It is very common to encounter such things when building roads and bridges in the inland. Everyone has figured out this set of procedures, which is quite useful."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded very convinced, because he found that after this worship, the gray spots on his forearms that were originally the size of soybeans disappeared, leaving only a little bit of undetectable color marks, which can almost be said to be healed.

This is really amazing. If I go back and ask Liu Jinxia to treat her, I'm afraid Aunt Xianghou will roll on the ground in pain again.

Li Zhuiyuan began to think: Is this another kind of development of Xuanmen?

The main point is to move people with emotion and reason; however, the key here seems to be a higher level of righteousness, even those dirty things can only retreat.

The spots on Xue Liangliang's arm shrank back to the size of soybeans, but also faded a lot, which should not be a big problem. Even if this mark is left permanently, it is not a big deal for a water conservancy boy.

As for Zhao Hequan, he seemed to be relieved a lot, and began to hum and regain some consciousness, but he was the most serious. Now even if half of it is recovered... It feels like the difference between a serious illness that can kill you ten times and only let you die once.

After all, Li Zhuiyuan saw with his own eyes that "Zhao Hequan" was taken away by that woman.

Where did he go?

Li Zhuiyuan looked around the statue's feet, and it seemed that there was no suitable place to hide things here, but he saw a line of words on the statue's base, that is, between the two feet:

"Bai Family Niangniang."

Is it a title for women?

It is in line with the local address habits. For example, Liu Jinxia is called "Liu Family Mama" by guests.

So, this is not a female Bodhisattva statue, but it is not wrong to call it that, because in the superficial and broad understanding of the gods by ordinary people, female gods can be called female Bodhisattvas.

"Send him to the city hospital." Luo Tingrui sighed, and then said to Xue Liangliang, "You should also go to the hospital for another checkup, so that there are no problems left."

Xue Liangliang pointed at Li Zhuiyuan and said, "This kid has to go for a checkup, too."

"Well, kid, which village and team are your parents from?"

"The Fourth Team of Siyuan Village, Shinan Town."

Luo Tingrui looked at Xue Liangliang: "I'll go and tell his parents that you students will take him to the city to have some fun, and send him home in the evening. The construction site can't do without me, so you take them with you. The car should be waiting at the entrance now."

"Okay, Director."

Xue Liangliang helped Zhao Hequan up again, and then motioned Li Zhuiyuan to follow. There was indeed a car parked at the entrance on the west side of the construction site, and the driver was also inside. When he saw people coming, he immediately drove to the city.

On the way, Li Zhuiyuan thought that if Luo Gong went to talk to Grandpa and the others, Grandpa and the others would definitely be relieved. After all, Luo Gong's status as deputy commander was higher than that of the mayor.

It was already ten o'clock in the morning when they arrived at Nantong People's Hospital.

Li Zhuiyuan checked his arm and the color mark was no longer visible. This was completely healed, but after returning, Li Zhuiyuan would still set up a small altar to settle his promise.

Xue Liangliang was almost the same. His soybean-sized mark had also shrunk to a light mark.

However, unlike the two who had basically recovered, it seemed that all the pain was borne by Zhao Hequan alone.

When they set off, he had recovered some consciousness and seemed to be much better, but on the way, his condition began to worsen again. He vomited in the car more than once, and the vomited was still sour and smelly.

The driver was so distressed that he honked the horn more vigorously.

When they arrived at the hospital, Xue Liangliang first arranged to send Zhao Hequan to the emergency room, and then took Li Zhuiyuan's hand to do a series of tests such as blood tests.

It was almost time for lunch when they were waiting for the results. Xue Liangliang went to the hospital cafeteria to buy some steamed buns and brought them to eat with Li Zhuiyuan.

"It seems that we have to wait until the afternoon after work to get the report." Xue Liangliang looked at Li Zhuiyuan, "After getting the report in the afternoon, I will go to the small shop at the door to buy you some milk and toys, and you can take them back with you."

"Thank you, brother."

"What are you thanking me for? After all, it's me who got you into trouble."

This incident was caused by him and Zhao Hequan hitting the statue with a hammer. How could this kid also swing a sledgehammer?

Li Zhuiyuan lowered his head and took a bite of the bun. It was indeed caused by him, but he didn't blame him in his heart.

He is a sunny, cheerful and careful person. It's hard for people to feel disgusted. He also likes to play this kind of character...

Hiss!

Li Zhuiyuan held the bun in his left hand and grabbed his head with his right hand, looking painful.

Damn, this feeling came up again.

At this time, Li Zhuiyuan felt that his vision began to blur, and he felt that he was out of place with his body. In fact, this was a concrete manifestation of the separation of self-cognition and identity.

In his mind, the indifference and sarcasm that his mother had frequently shown in recent years emerged again.

He knew very well that once he let this symptom get out of control and completed the separation, he would lose his identity as "Xiao Yuan Hou" forever. When facing family and social relationships, he would be indifferent and resistant, and even unable to act... continue.

But he really liked this kind of life, and he was unwilling to give up.

If his mother hadn't been there, he might not have been so resistant, and he might even have the idea of ​​trying to see what it felt like, but now, because of his mother's presence, he was afraid.

Perhaps, even Li Lan herself didn't expect that she had taken the trouble to find a psychologist for her son and various methods to intervene in time...

The effect was far inferior to his own negative case.

"Xiaoyuan, what's wrong with you? Xiaoyuan, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Xue Liangliang was startled. He was afraid that the child would have a big problem because of him.

Li Zhuiyuan kept reciting his family network in his mind. This time, he even brought out Grandpa Bei and Grandma Bei. At the same time, Qin Li recited more frequently.

That girl who only had him in her eyes, he really didn't want to respond to her gaze with indifference when he returned.

At the same time, Li Zhuiyuan was still reciting: I only found a way to solve the problem in the eighth book of physiognomy. I haven't dared to try it yet. This doesn't count as learning it! The eight trigrams algorithm for my fate deduction has not been completed yet. Although the progress is fast, what if I get stuck later?

No, even if I have learned these two books, there are so many books in my grandfather's basement. I definitely can't finish reading and learning them all. I will definitely fail, I will definitely not understand, I will definitely be frustrated and powerless and tired of learning!

"Pop!"

Silent crisp sound, as if consciousness, thinking and identity recognition have returned to their positions.

Li Zhuiyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, leaning back on his chair, his face covered in cold sweat.

As expected, the sense of frustration in learning is the most useful.

This sudden situation may be related to the eighth book he opened at night, which made him lose his consciousness as a poor student.

"Xiaoyuan, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Brother Liangliang." Li Zhuiyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and deliberately said to comfort him, "It's not this, I have epilepsy."

"Oh, so. Please sit down and don't leave. I'll get you a hot towel to wipe you."

"Yes, thank you Brother Liangliang."

After Xue Liangliang left, Li Zhuiyuan saw a familiar figure from the corner of his eye. It was Sister Yingzi.

She was also in this hospital? Were her grandparents transferred from the town health center to this hospital?

Doesn't that mean that the grandfather might be here too?

However, Li Zhuiyuan did not leave his seat to chase him. He was afraid that Xue Liangliang would come back and not find him and would be anxious.

Xue Liangliang came back with a new towel. He carefully wiped Li Zhuiyuan's face and motioned Li Zhuiyuan to raise his hand. He put the towel into his short sleeves and wiped his body to prevent him from catching a cold.

"Xiaoyuan, you are not from here, right?" Xue Liangliang asked with a smile. "When I asked you yesterday, you said you were from here, but when you were drawing blood, you spoke to the nurse in Nantong dialect, and I heard it."

"Well, I lived in Beijing when I was a child, and I just returned to my hometown recently."

"Beijing, I've been there, it was a study exchange activity between colleges and universities, I went to Weiming Lake."

Li Zhuiyuan thought: It's not a coincidence, we didn't meet by chance.

"I envy the kids in the big city so much." Xue Liangliang sighed.

"Where is brother Liang's family from?"

"I'm from a rural area in Anhui. My house in my hometown is very beautiful, but it's a little poor."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded. He also thought that many old houses in Siyuan Village were very beautiful, especially the roofs and eaves of those bungalows, which were very beautiful.

"It's a pity. Many people in my hometown demolished their old houses and built buildings after their living conditions improved."

"That's also for a better life."

"I know, but I think that when our lives get better, we ordinary people will start to like traveling like people in developed countries. If the old houses are not demolished, they may become tourist attractions."

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Xue Liangliang. He felt that this big brother's thinking had a keen depth that made him sigh.

He was not the kind of person who knew everything by nature, nor was he like those classmates in his class who had special skills, but he seemed to be very good at discovering objective laws and grasping the essence of the problem, that is, he had a long-term vision.

Perhaps, this is actually a kind of genius.

"Haha, do you think I'm talking nonsense? How could anyone buy tickets and queue up to visit such old houses and old towns in the future?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "I think what you said should be right, Brother Liangliang."

"You are also very smart, really, I feel it, how are your grades?"

"Very good, there are not many children in the class who are better than me."

"That's because you are still young, and there are fewer things to learn in the lower grades, the gap is not big, and the competition is small. When you go to junior high school, high school, and then college, you will understand. Don't be proud and complacent now."

"Well, I know. "

Li Zhuiyuan immediately pointed to the stairs: "Brother Liangliang, I just saw my cousin go upstairs. Her grandparents are hospitalized here. My cousin and my aunt should be accompanying her. I want to go see her. "

"Okay, I'll go with you."

"Don't bother, I can go by myself."

"No, I'll have to send you home in person after I get the examination report in the afternoon to confirm that everything is fine."

"Okay, Brother Liangliang."

The fourth and fifth floors are inpatient floors. Li Zhuiyuan didn't know the patient's name, so he couldn't check the ward number. He could only scan the wards one by one.

It didn't take long for him to find a familiar and loud voice: "Damn it, what's going on!"

It was the voice of the great grandfather.

Li Zhuiyuan ran over immediately, and Xue Liangliang followed behind.

At the same time, some patients and their families appeared in the corridor, attracted by the noise to see what was going on.

He came to the door of the ward and pushed it open.

Li Zhuiyuan saw Li Sanjiang holding a peach wood sword, protecting Yingzi, Third Aunt, and two other middle-aged men and women behind him. There was an old man lying on each of the two beds, which should be Yingzi's grandpa and grandma.

At this time, the two old people were twitching wildly, and blood was overflowing from their eyes, ears, mouths and noses, especially in their mouths, where blood was surging, not only dyeing the beds red, but also quickly accumulating two large pools on the ground.

But even so, they were still making intermittent sounds with great difficulty:

"Spare my life... Spare my life... Lady Bai!"