When he woke up again, the nurse came in and took off Qi Mi's headphones.
She opened her eyes drowsily and stared at the yellow light bulb on the ceiling. It took her a few seconds to realize that she had been taken to a mental hospital.
"How are you feeling?" the young nurse asked with a smile, her hands busy pulling out four lunch boxes and piling them on the bedside table. "You slept all afternoon, and it's already dinner time."
Qi Mi slowly stood up and turned to look at the camp bed next to him.
The three children were lying on the bed, sleeping soundly, and didn't even turn over when they heard the noise.
She took out her cell phone from her pocket and checked the time. It was 5:19 PM, and it was indeed almost dinner time.
Accompanied by the creaking sound of the camp bed, Qi Mi stood up with her hands on the wooden board and sat down on the edge of the bed. She was still in a daze when she saw the young nurse take out an instrument and scan her forehead again.
Hearing the robotic female voice announce that her SAN value had reached 40, even the nurse found her recovery somewhat incredible. "I didn't expect you to recover to the critical value of mild confusion so quickly. You should be able to be transferred to the ward upstairs for treatment tomorrow. I'll go upstairs and help you make an appointment for tomorrow."
"Well, thank you for your help." Qi Mi smiled politely.
After the young nurse packed up her things and left, Qi Mi fell back onto the bed.
The camp bed shook and almost fell apart.
After her consciousness gradually returned, the long-lost sense of pain finally became active, traveling through her body like an electric shock to the ends of her nerves, as if there was no place from head to toe that didn't hurt.
She groaned in pain, found a relatively comfortable position, curled up on the bed, and remained motionless.
At this moment, the door of the ward seemed to be hit by something heavy, making a loud bang.
The side of the ward door facing the corridor was made of metal plates welded to the wooden door. The sudden hit was like a firecracker going off next to his ear, and Qi Mi's heart instantly jumped up.
She paused, struggled to stick her head out, and could only see the empty corridor through the small window on the door.
There was silence.
Qi Mi was already feeling uncomfortable and had no intention of getting up. He just closed his eyes... with a bang, something hit the door of the ward again.
Probably disturbed by the noise, the three cubs turned over with a whimper.
Qi Mi looked at them, slowly sat up with his hands on the bed, took a deep breath, and tried hard to gather his strength to walk from the bed to the door.
She put her face close to the small window and saw the culprit who smashed the door - Song Chun.
At this time, Song Chun had a bulging apple in his mouth, and he aimed the remaining apple core at the door of ward 101. When he saw Qi Mi coming over, he did not stop, and smashed the third apple core on the door with a bang.
She wiped her hands with a smile and put her face into the small window the size of a palm.
Qi Mi was already a little unhappy about what Song Chun had said before. Now he was in so much pain all over, and she was harassing him by throwing apple cores at him. Naturally, his tone was unfriendly: "What are you doing?"
"I heard your SAN has reached 40. So you're going to the upstairs ward soon?"
"Um."
The two wards were separated by only a corridor, so it was not surprising that Song Chun heard it. Qi Mi casually said something and turned around.
"Then you should have a good rest tonight, and don't be afraid even if you hear the bang bang sound~"
“…”
This sarcastic tone made Qi Mi feel annoyed. She just turned around and wanted to tell Song Chun to shut up, but when she looked up, a deformed face suddenly appeared in the window of Ward 101!
Because he stuck too hard, Song Chun's facial features were no longer in their original places, and were pressed very strangely by the transparent glass.
Qi Mi clenched her back teeth and did not scream, but her wide eyes revealed that she was frightened.
Hehehe, hehehe...
Song Chun smiled strangely.
The corridor and even the entire room were filled with this sound.
Qi Mi frowned slightly, walked quickly back to the door, and blocked the window with his body to prevent the child from seeing such a strange face when he woke up.
Seeing her come back, Song Chun smiled even more brightly. The warm breath produced by his breath immediately formed a layer of mist on the glass, making his facial features blurry and hazy, making him look even more creepy.
Qi Mi opened the small window on the door and came face to face with Song Chun.
Song Chun took advantage of the situation and stuffed his entire face in, saying clearly, "Your house is haunted. I hope you don't encounter it tonight."
Qi Mi stared at her for two seconds, then curled his lips slightly: "I know you did it on purpose. You didn't want me to regain consciousness so quickly, so you kept attacking my mind, right?"
Song Chun's eyes rolled around: "No, I didn't. What I said is all true!"
"Yeah?"
Qi Mi suddenly leaned his face close to Song Chun, his two beautiful amber eyes staring directly at him intimidatingly: "No, you did it on purpose... If I'm not mistaken, you've lived here for a long time, but your consciousness has never recovered, so you're jealous of those who recovered faster than you. You deliberately scared me, just to make me stay here like you, so that you'll feel it's fair. Am I right?"
"wrong!"
"Or else explain to me why you are the only one wearing a hospital gown and I am not? And why are there so many apples in your room?!"
"I... the apple was given to me by a nurse at the hospital. The hospital gown... the hospital gown..."
Song Chun seemed bewildered by Qi Mi's words. He quickly withdrew his face from the window, looked down at his blue and white hospital gown, then glanced at Qi Mi's black sweatshirt, and muttered, "Yeah, you're not wearing a hospital gown, I'm the only one wearing one. There are apples in my room, but there are none in yours... Hey, what's going on?!"
Qi Mi looked at her and followed her example by stuffing his face into the small window. His thin little face, which was only the size of a palm, squeezed in without any pressure at all.
She smiled slightly and stared at Song Chun: "Take some medicine. You may know after taking it. Your ward is in the back. Why don't you go and see if you have taken your medicine today?"
Song Chun nodded thoughtfully, and muttered to himself as he walked back: "Yes, I haven't taken my medicine today. I forgot to take it..."
"Remember to lock the door." Qi Mi added.
"oh."
Then she heard the sound of a door turning slightly in the room opposite.
Qi Mi sighed.
In fact, she should thank Song Chun for suddenly coming over and scaring her, which made her mind suddenly clearer.
In fact, what she said just now was all nonsense. She deliberately mentioned the hospital gown and apple just to change the subject. She had no idea how long Song Chun had lived here, let alone to what extent her consciousness had recovered. She just wanted Song Chun to return to the room as soon as possible and shut up and stop talking about haunted things.
Otherwise, with her current critical SAN value, who knows if it will drop again after her random thoughts.
"Hey, newcomer, do you think this position is the most comfortable?"
"?"
Qi Mi turned his head.
She was so busy talking to Song Chun that she didn't notice it just now, but now she looked, wow, there was a face stuck in the small window of every ward she could see.
The big brother who was talking to her squeezed his chubby face in there, almost squeezing his eyes out.
At this time, Qi fans also perfectly integrated into their group.
It's like a party for fellow patients.
"Let's breathe, breathe—breath—breath—"
"breathe--"
Qi Mi subconsciously took two deep breaths, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. After a few seconds of hesitation, he quickly turned his face away and closed the small window.
A few minutes later, the children woke up one after another, and the lunch boxes were still warm and ready to eat.
Wu Muchen had just picked up the bean sprouts and put them aside when Qi Mi picked them up and put them back on the rice. He was stunned for a moment, raised his head with a wronged look, and met Qi Mi's deliberately stern face.
"Eat even if you don't like it. Didn't I tell you not to be picky about food?" Qi Mi knocked on Peng Yichen's plate. "Peng Yichen, you've just finished eating. Come on, recite a few lines from 'Mercy of the Peasants' for Wu Muchen."
Peng Yichen had already finished his meal and burped as he recited, "It's noon, hoeing the field... burp... sweat dripping down to the soil..."
At this time, Fang Xinyue was the first to react. She raised her little head suddenly, her eyes shining: "Teacher Qi, you remembered us?!"
Qi Mi's eyebrows curved.
My memory is starting to return, I believe I should be able to remember it tomorrow.
When Wu Muchen heard this, he immediately picked up his lunch box and ate the rice, swallowing the bean sprouts that he didn't like. He smiled sweetly at Qi Mi as if asking for credit, and was very well-behaved and likable.
Fang Xinyue also happily stuffed a mouthful of vegetables into her mouth. As she chewed, she didn't know what she was thinking about, and her expression suddenly became lonely again.
"Teacher Qi, will we encounter that kind of terrible monster again? Will we die? Will we never see our parents again?" She sniffed and suddenly couldn't swallow the food in her mouth.
Qi Mi wiped her mouth with a tissue and said seriously, "Teacher promised you that you would see your parents, and I will definitely do it. It will just take a long time, and you may encounter many difficulties, but please believe in the teacher, and believe in yourself, okay?"
The gentle and powerful words seemed to reassure the three children. Wu Muchen was the first to express his opinion: "I believe in Teacher Qi!"
"I believe it too!" Peng Yichen joined in the fun.
With the support of her little friends, Fang Xinyue nodded, and tears as big as beans fell down.
Qi Mi was afraid that she would choke, so he quickly smoothed her back with his hand.
After eating and drinking, Qi Mi played with the three cubs.
Fortunately, the three kids all had toys and picture books in their little backpacks, otherwise I wouldn’t know how to deal with them that night.
From 20:00 to 21:00 is free time, and everyone can go to the bathroom to wash up and go to the toilet.
Qi Mi didn't want to squeeze with those people, so he waited until the activity was almost over and got a basin of hot water to help the children wash.
"Teacher Qi, your sleeves are wet..."
Fang Xinyue was sharp-eyed and noticed that Qi Mi's left sleeve was wet. She stretched out her little hand and was about to pull up her sleeve, but Qi Mi quickly dodged her hand and put it behind her back.
"It's okay, it will be done in a while." Qi Mi smiled awkwardly and used his right hand to wash their feet.
Fang Xinyue didn't think much about it and continued to chat with Qi fans enthusiastically about her favorite Sailor Moon...
Lights out at 9:30 p.m. on time.
The children were probably tired from crying during the day and fell asleep again shortly after the lights were turned off.
Taking advantage of the darkness, Qi Mi lay on the camp bed and slowly pulled down the sleeve of his left hand.
The eye pattern formed by the index finger and middle finger was sealed by two crossed black runes, like shackles and seals. No matter how she called, the eye did not move.
That’s not all.
Starting from the palm of her left hand and extending all the way to her forearm, the fair skin was covered with ugly black marks, with the same word written in various different fonts -
crime.
There are 87 in total.
Qi Mi noticed it today on the way back to the base, but her mind was blank at that time and she didn't pay much attention to it. It was not until her memory recovered that she remembered that at the [door] of the end of the polar night, an unknown black rune floated into this [dead eye]. Since then, this eye seemed to be sealed, and this strange pattern appeared on the arm.
As for what happened, the fragmented memories in my mind have not yet connected.
Qi Mi sighed, lowered his sleeves, and could only hope to remember everything tomorrow...
I don’t know how long it took—
Boom, boom, boom.
There was a noise coming from underground.
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