Damn, super powers
Dongzai's condition triggered a series of insights in me, and also brought me many new questions.
How did the little fat cat come to the underground palace? It seems to have been here for a while. How did it survive?
Why is the identity of this madman wavering between Xu You and Taizi? Why does he know so much? To whom did he provide the travel brochure?
And most importantly, this place was disguised as Zhang's Hospital, and many details were correct, so I was fooled. But the underground palace in the snow mountain should have been built a long time ago, how could it be the same as Zhang's Hospital?
Who were those guys who came to visit me before, and why were they so flawless?
The more I thought about the problem, the more my head started to explode.
At this moment, I remembered that Taizai said that he didn't have much time left and we would be found soon. A kind of seemingly true and false confusion enveloped me.
I suddenly felt a little regretful.
I fell out with him too quickly. I needed more time to think about all the relevant information slowly before trying to get the key information out of him, instead of going straight to a confrontation with him.
But things are unpredictable, this embarrassing and ridiculous scene has already occurred, and Taizi is almost driven crazy by the fat cat on my shoulder who doesn't play by the rules. It's too late to deal with it now.
I looked at the neat breaks at both ends of the corridor again. Perhaps because I was too nervous, I felt a strange feeling.
Something seemed wrong. The cross section of the corridor was too neat, like a knife cutting through butter.
——He said it was not easy to bring me here.
The question finally came back to this: How did we get into the corridor? Which entrance and exit could he use to transport me to the ward?
Here's another joke: there's not even a fire escape, how did this crappy place pass inspection?
The modern one-to-one replica of the hospital corridor, the connected water and electricity, the rock walls covered with felt carpets, the abrupt fracture, the rattan network above, and the guys and fat cats who shouldn't be there, all stacked together, giving me a strong sense of misplaced splicing.
It seemed like an answer was about to emerge, but it kept flashing back and forth like hide-and-seek, making it difficult for me to grasp the details.
Taizi's eyes were bloodshot, and he was afraid of the blunder and hesitated to step forward. But his endurance was undoubtedly crumbling as his rationality collapsed.
I held the cat and subconsciously took a step back.
Taizi's chest rose and fell rapidly, and finally turned into some kind of desolate question: "What is that? Tell me quickly, it's too late."
He clearly seemed extremely weak right now, and I don't know why, but I suddenly felt an unstoppable chill on my back.
It was during this moment of hesitation that Taizi looked at me suspiciously, with an uncertain expression, and actually took a step closer to me.
With this step forward and backward, I suddenly realized my mistake and almost regretted it to death.
I am very familiar with Taizai's expression. It is when a person is in a desperate situation with no way out and the danger is gone, so he decides to just throw the jar into the air.
He was considering taking the risk of attacking me, testing what this unknown, horrible breathing sound and warm feeling were.
Cold sweat slowly slid down my forehead and I retreated again.
Just at this moment, the draft blew through the corridor again, blowing away my cold sweat and bringing the third subtle sound.
“Boom.”
“Knock, knock.”
Strange, it was coming from the wall. It was like something was knocking regularly beside me. And the frequency was surprisingly familiar.
My brain went blank for a moment, and the key that I had been thinking about for a long time finally popped up. I came to my senses and exclaimed, "Ah!"
Damn, it's actually like this. No wonder he would rather engage in a stalemate with me than chase me directly.
He didn't want to force me to flee, fearing that I would reach the edge of the corridor, and then his trick of kidnapping me would not work.
I should have realized earlier that this incongruous convergence was because I was at a critical point.
Under Taizi's gloomy and resentful gaze, I did not hesitate and retreated for the third time. This time it was very fast and sure, and my heels were empty and stepped on the edge of the corridor fault.
But I didn't fall down. Instead, someone supported me from behind and said in a deep voice, "Xiaoran, come here."
That was the voice of the broker.
After I realized this, the feeling of the empty space under my feet became solid again, no longer the strange carpet, but the smooth and hard tiles. The sound of the wind swept all the noisy waves of the hospital and rushed to my ears.
Just as I was led by the broker from the shadows to the cave, I stood in Zhang's hospital again. My consciousness climbed over the "screen" and returned to reality.
I couldn’t tell whether I was scared or surprised, my first reaction was to rub my eyes and look at the people around me.
My face blindness, which had never been cured, began to ease. I turned my head and saw the familiar features of the broker. There were also many guys standing beside him, each of them was a familiar face.
Xu You was there too, sitting in his new wheelchair. He looked at me unhappily, then slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Damn it, I thought to myself, grinning and sitting down on the cold ground.
It seems that my face blindness was not that serious and should have been cured long ago.
I was probably aroused by Taizai's kidnapping of my consciousness, and woke up in a confused state in the underground palace of the snowy mountains, which aggravated the secondary pollution of the moving rats day after day, making me fall into a state of confusion and blindness without realizing it.
Now that I can finally recognize people's faces, the long-lost sense of security makes me relax a lot.
But I still had many doubts in my mind. Without even taking a breath, I immediately asked the people surrounding me what was going on during this period of time when I was in a dream.
When I asked them, they all looked confused.
I was very surprised and after further asking, I found out that those guys who came and went to visit me these days really existed.
But from the perspective of my guys, I seemed to be in a trance, falling into silence and delirium, just in a daze all day, and occasionally talking nonsense to the air.
Because what happened in the snowy mountain town was too bizarre, many people suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder afterwards, and it was very common to hear people shouting wildly in the middle of the night. My quietness was just a daze, and did not arouse the vigilance of others.
When they came to visit me, I did ask the doctor in confusion why I couldn't recognize "Xu You", and sometimes I would ask who a guy was.
But these were all regarded as the patient's own anxieties. The staff became more sympathetic and comforted me to take medicine and see the doctor properly. They even discussed and decided to reduce the frequency of my meetings to avoid disturbing me.
Xu You and Master's wife had just recovered from serious injuries and knew that I needed to rest. They did not disobey the doctor's advice and did not rush to visit me to see me in my "madness".
Just like that, I was suffering from epilepsy in the ward under everyone's eyes, while my consciousness was always trapped in the underground palace in the snowy mountains. Every day I talked to a ghost that only I could see, but no one noticed.
It wasn't until today when I collapsed and escaped from the ward that my reaction was so violent and abnormal that it aroused other people's suspicion and attention.
"...So." I was confused and repeated to confirm, "May I ask, have I been going crazy recently, talking to myself, and almost gouging out someone's eyeball just now?"
At one side, team leader Zhang Jia looked at me depressedly, with a bit of resentment on his face.
"It's okay, didn't you suddenly stop?" He said faintly, and couldn't help but touch his eyelids. "Your words are still more scary. What black spots and clothes, and then you jumped up from the bed and rushed out."
"..." Damn, this turned out to be true. Overlapping with the Taizaiban was Zhang Jia, who was standing by the window in a daze.
So it turned out that the madman was telling the truth. If he hadn't stopped him, Zhang Jia wouldn't have suffered my murderous hand, but he would have been frightened anyway.
I leaned back and simply collapsed on the floor, hugging Dongzai, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
This is not other people's fault. Even I myself, didn't I realize that there was a certain degree of dissociation between my consciousness and body?
I think that these days, wherever I look, I have been unconsciously observing the environment on both sides at the same time. However, because the internal structure of the Snow Mountain Underground Palace is almost a one-to-one replica of Zhang's Hospital, I have almost the same feeling, and it is difficult to distinguish and find the difference.
"...Instructor, is the consultant really not crazy?" A guy dressed as a ward doctor looked at me suspiciously, with a bit of regret that he was not satisfied.
I heard his tone was strange, and I looked over to find that there were several burly male nurses standing next to him, rubbing their hands and ready to move. I almost choked when I saw them, and I gasped.
The fear that this has just come, reminds me of a very tragic fact:
If I don't get a "wake-up call" from Master's wife, these bastards will probably rush over to calm me down. If they really put me in a straitjacket and throw me on the hospital bed, there will be no one to help me.
Seeing that I was still lying on the floor, Xu You shook his head in his wheelchair and scolded me with a smile, "Get up first? How about I heat some milk for you, young master?"
I ignored him and sneered while hugging the cat.
I was just tormented by the fake Xu You impersonated by Taiwanese, and I still hold a grudge. This old fox never tells the truth all day long. I don’t know what kind of relationship he has with Taiwanese behind my back to trick me. It’s good that I didn’t stand up and scold him.
I was still complaining in my heart, but this guy actually asked someone to get milk.
The waiter next to me responded loudly and asked me if I was hungry and if I wanted a snack.
Having said that, everyone looked at me curiously with shining eyes, waiting to ask me what was going on.
...Okay. I was both angry and amused, so I sat up and asked if anyone had a pen and paper, or if anyone was good at sketching. I planned to describe Tai Tsai's appearance and let them look it up based on the picture.
The doctor on rounds was eager to try.
The paper and pen arrived before the milk.
Xu You took it over, and tiny bubbles instantly emerged in the cup and began to boil.
The corridor was silent.
No one cared about me, a wounded madman, anymore. Everyone suddenly looked at Xu You. Even I was stunned. I threw away all the questions that were originally on my lips and stared blankly at the cup of hot milk.
"What?" Xu You was puzzled. "Don't you want to drink milk?"
Zhang Jia, the team leader who once swore to me that Xu You was an old liar and swore that he was from Self-heating Cup Technology, slowly opened his mouth. "Fuck! Superpowers!"
Xu You was stunned and stared at me.
"Even wild cats can give off discharges, so why can't I heat up some milk?" He was frightened by our looks and was completely confused. "What's going on? Isn't this my first time?"
He held the cup of hot milk, not knowing whether to put it down or take it up, and asked me in confusion: "So...are you still going to drink it?"
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