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Tick ??tock tick tock tick tock
The hour hand is moving,
Few people care about this subtle change. People always say that time should be cherished, and every inch of time is precious, but there are very few people who really do it.
But many people have experienced such an experience. Suddenly, you calm down and hear the "tick" sound of the pointer. You can clearly feel that time is passing quietly, and your life is passing along with it. .
This is a kind of quietness that is terribly thoughtful, and it makes people's skin crawl. In the dark, it seems that there is really a book of life and death, and everyone's life and death have been written down.
People live just to go through this process.
? According to the records in the book of life and death, life,
Then according to the record in the book of life and death, die.
This is the great horror hidden in time.
In the basement of the unlicensed hospital, the space is not very large, but there are small rooms separated one by one, and each room has a bed.
Some people are lying on the bed,
Some beds still have people lying in front of them,
Some beds are waiting for the next person to lie down.
This is not hell, but it has its own breath of death.
Around, there are some doctors and nurses walking around non-stop, but they are here, in this hospital, they are not the kind of angels in white who save lives and heal the wounded as people know.
They simply observed, recorded, and recorded the data of each target, and then uploaded it to the Internet synchronously.
Just like playing football lottery, the odds will keep changing. The main player of a certain team is suddenly injured, the head coach is suddenly replaced, and various factors on and off the field will lead to changes in the odds.
Here, too, everyone's vital signs data will make gamblers sitting in front of the computer screen excited to read carefully.
They may not look at their parents' medical records as seriously as they do now.
?They look for their own judgments from the real-time surveillance video and between the lines of various data, and throw out the chips in their hands.
This is a life-gambling game. What gamblers get here is not only the return on the odds, but also the pleasure of controlling their lives.
And these pleasures are based on trampling on the lives of their own kind.
A woman who was lying on the bed suddenly struggled to sit up for some reason, and at this time, it was the time for the nearby doctors and nurses to change shifts, and the staff in the monitoring room might also be deserting, and there was no change aimed at women make a notification.
The woman pulled out the tube on her body. She struggled to get out of bed, but the whole person rolled directly to the ground.
She was much younger than the other people on the bed, and she looked about thirty or forty years old, but her body was obviously swollen, and her calf was so thick that it was almost swollen into one piece.
She can't stand up, and every day, even her food is fixed, and there will be no excess. This is for the sake of fairness.
The fairness that people pursue has been most thoroughly carried out and implemented in this aspect.
she is crawling,
She is struggling to climb,
She climbed to the door, the door was covered, she pushed open the door vigorously, and continued to crawl out, she looked like Sadako crawling out of the TV, with white clothes and messy hair, but she was still alive.
Of course, she won't be able to live for long. The candle of life has already begun to flicker on her body and is about to wither.
She was very lucky, she crawled out of the narrow ward, to the aisle, and to the door of the office. No one passed by or noticed her along the way.
She put her hand on the office door, and she wanted to ask the doctor inside to let her make a call,
There is an electronic clock in her ward that shows the date and time.
Today is my son's fifth birthday
She wants to remind her husband to celebrate her son's birthday.
Thinking of her son, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. The son is her deepest bond. She was pregnant in October. As long as she is a normal mother, who would not love her child?
I am suffering from this disease, which cannot be cured. The family conditions are not good, and my husband is a gambler and has no job. Before the family was supported by working outside, now I have this disease that modern medicine can't do anything about.
She couldn't bear to throw her poor family background on herself to treat illnesses. Her son was going to kindergarten and school, and now and in the future, he needed money.
Husband kneeling? Lie. "
The old Taoist said sincerely, "If there are still poor Taoists, I will definitely give it to you, the boss."
"Oh." Zhou Ze responded.
The old Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, then reached out and unconsciously touched his crotch.
next moment,
Suddenly the crotch was hot,
It was so hot that the old man jumped up, and hurriedly reached in and took out a piece of red talisman paper.
"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
The old Taoist saw Zhou Ze looking at him while patting his crotch, and immediately said:
"Hahahaha, boss, you said it's magical or not. I actually forgot that I still have one in my crotch. It's the last one. It's really the last one."
"I didn't intend to ask you for it." Zhou Ze said.
"What?"
"I wanted to remind you that there will be a very powerful ghost who will return from the first seven later, and the resentment may be heavier. If your talisman paper is still hidden in the crotch, it may hurt very much."
The old man's face immediately distorted into an old tender chrysanthemum:
"Boss, why didn't you say it earlier?"
"If you say you're gone, I'll believe it."
"" the old man said.
Constantly rubbing his crotch to dispel the burning sensation, the old man looked at the hospital in front of him, and the light inside seemed to be much dimmer. Even if the old man had no Tao skills, he could still feel that something happened in this hospital.
"Old Taoist, what do you think?" Zhou Ze asked.
The old man froze for a moment,
What do I think,
Are you a ghost or am I a ghost,
Are you a ghost or I am a ghost,
It's haunted here, and you still ask me what I think.
What nonsense are you asking!
However, the old Taoist immediately replied seriously:
"Boss, there must be something wrong here!"
"hehe."
The old man felt a little baffled.
After a while, seeing that Zhou Ze didn't mean to go in, he said, "Boss, these scumbags must be scumbags, and they are not worth helping."
The old man was worried that Zhou Ze would go straight in to catch ghosts,
He knew Zhou Ze's character, he was very disciplined, completely different from his previous boss.
"We went in, but were driven out by the security guards inside." Zhou Ze said.
"Um?"
"The first seven of this ghost have a lot of resentment, so it is very unusual. Moreover, in this place, every once in a while, there is a person staring at the clock to die. It fell on this ghost, so when she returned for the first seven days, she was so loud.
Even, it has the ability to harm ordinary people. "
"So fierce?" The old man smacked his mouth, how do you feel, a little excited?
It would be best to kill these scumbags, they deserve it!
"Actually, she wouldn't have become so exaggerated all of a sudden." Zhou Ze said again.
"What's going on?" The old man looked around, "Is there any mysterious person pushing around here?"
Zhou Ze nodded.
The old Taoist immediately widened his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Can you find it out, boss?"
Zhou Ze shook his head.
"Then what should we do, what if that guy has bad intentions and has other plans?" The old man was a little anxious.
"That person should have cut the bond between the big bell and the female ghost, which is equivalent to opening the cage where the female ghost was held. This is the evil ghost coming out of the cage.
If it wasn't for the security guard to stop me, I could have stopped this, alas. "
"Don't" The old man said halfway, then smiled awkwardly, "Boss, how about I just go in with you?"
The boss wants to catch ghosts and improve performance, so the veteran can only choose to follow.
"I won't go. The security guard is too fierce and too strong. The two of us, one old man and one disabled, can't beat him."
"I can" The old Daoist wanted to take the initiative to ask for Ying. The security guard looked so fleshy, but the old Daoist was confident that he could handle it. Moreover, the guy didn't know what the ghost inside had done to him.
But the old man suddenly recalled a picture in his mind,
The boss just said that someone broke the bond between the female ghost and the big bell, and let the evil ghost out of the cage.
The old man thought of when he and the security guard fought each other,
The boss standing in front of the big clock behind him seemed to have fiddled with the big clock with his nails.
Yes,
I remember it right!
"Boss, I can't beat him, old man, it's useless."
The old Taoist pretended to be depressed, and winked at Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze was noncommittal,
Put your hand to your mouth,
To your nails,
Gently,
Blowing (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com) Yes,
I remember it right!
"Boss, I can't beat him, old man, it's useless."
The old Taoist pretended to be depressed, and winked at Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze was noncommittal,
Put your hand to your mouth,
To your nails,
Gently,
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