After hearing this change, I decided to continue to move forward and find out.

After walking about two hundred meters forward, the light seemed much better than the corridor in the morgue just now. It could have visibility of two or three distances, and the flashlight in my hand seemed to be able to shine a little further.

The dim light and strange sound are getting closer and closer to me!

At this moment, my ankle tightened, and it seemed like I was tripped by something. I quickly shone down with a flashlight. Oh my god, a bright shackle was handcuffed on my feet, and I hadn't waited for my reaction.

Come here, my other foot is also tight, and obviously my feet are shackled.

I quickly squatted down and wanted to untie the shackles on my feet as soon as possible. But when my hands just touched the shackles, I first tightened my right hand, then tightened my left hand, and both were handcuffed, and I leaned on it.

The illuminated flashlight also fell to the ground at the same time.

Now, in a short time, I am standing there in a large shape. After a little struggle, the shackles on my hands and feet will become tighter.

After some struggle, my wrists and ankles were already painful. Han Tao, which was pressed against my chest, was already surprisingly cold. My teeth had begun to "interlaced", making me tremble.

Even so, my pain continued: I suddenly felt cold behind my back, and it seemed that a big iron plate was pressed on my back. Then my waist tightened and a rope tied my waist to the big one.

On iron plate.

Then, the iron plate continued to level, and I lay on the iron plate in a daze. There was nothing else but to call for help. I could do nothing.

When I was hoarse, thousands of lights seemed to be shooting at me in front of me. My eyes could not withstand such a huge brightness contrast at all, and suddenly felt pain and instinctively closed their eyes.

Just as I closed my eyes, there seemed to be "ding" sounds on the top of my head, and occasionally accompanied by dialogues between men and women.

"How long has it been for anesthesia?" said a man:

"I just hit it, and I will have a needle in 5 minutes." A female voice replied:

......

"What? Anesthesia?" The more I thought about it, the more I became, I quickly opened my eyes and saw that the thousands of lights turned out to be the shadowless light on the operating table. Above my head, there were several people wearing surgical gowns walking around.

go.

"I'm on the operating table?" I thought in fear, "What should I do?" Before I could come up with a better solution, my consciousness slowly began to blur. I knew that anesthesia was working on me!

......

When I woke up, the shadowless light on my head had gone out, and my hands and feet seemed to be no longer handcuffed. I could barely walk down the big iron plate. Because there was no flashlight, it was pitch black around me. I wonder what happened to me.

Changes?

But I can know that my cold pottery is still there. It is still cold. Although I can't see it, I can feel the coldness in my chest. Only cold pottery can do it.

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in my ears again. Unlike the last time, this call turned into "Oh my God! How could this happen? Help me!"

Life-saving sounds came one after another, never interrupted.

A great irony, I don’t know what those people wearing surgical gowns did to me. Some people even wanted me to ask for help. My clay Buddha crossed the river and couldn’t protect myself. How could I still disturb me for the cry for help?

Mind?

Therefore, I turned a deaf ear to the cry for help. What I only care about now is what kind of surgery I have undergone?

But just as I was stroking the wound on my body like a blind man touching an elephant, the dim light appeared again and "responded" to me with a cry for help.

What I was most worried about was still happening. In my kidney, I touched a clear wound, which was still wet. I thought it should be blood, but the anesthetics still play a role and it didn't hurt very much. Faced with this

Except for the dim light and constant cry for help not far away, the rest of the Zhou Dynasty was pitch black. I felt that before the anesthetic passed, I could not sit and wait for death. I should do my best to find a place that should be able to save me, at least

,I want to get out of the darkness, because beyond the darkness is the hospital. Although this hospital has many darkness, at least it is my hope for life...

Walking towards the light may be the only way out under the premise of not knowing the east, south, west and north.

I barely walked off the big iron plate, and then slowly asynchronously towards the dim light in my walking posture.

There are still 200 meters, 150 meters, 100 meters... As I am close, I seem to be able to see the dim light source, which seems to come from the carriage.

Yes, the dim light is indeed the lights in the car.

It's a car, so good! Maybe this car can take me to where I want to go.

"Wait, there should be someone in the car." Yes, while seeing the light source clearly, I also found the source of the call for help, which came from the car.

Although I was still anesthetized and there was no heart-wrenching pain for the time being, it was an indisputable fact that my body was weak. I forced a deep breath and then "yelled" with hysterical strength: "Who is in the car?"

As soon as these words came out, the car suddenly became quiet without any sound. I dragged my weak body and slowly moved closer to the car with the help of the lights in the car. At this time, I found that the car turned out to be dark blue

of.

Dark blue? I clearly remember that there is a legend about a dark blue car in the underground garage of this hospital. It is said that except for one of the people who saw the dark blue car, everyone else died!

Could this dark blue car be the legendary car? I couldn't help but feel cold. It seems that I don't expect to rely on this car to save me!

I didn't dare to get closer to the car because I was afraid of becoming the legendary "burial object", but looking around, besides the trace of vitality in front of me, where else can I escape?

At this time, the Han Tao on my chest felt a heart-breaking cold. Suddenly, by such a stimulation, I, who could barely stand, was already shaking and about to fall to the ground. I instinctively used it before falling to the ground.

He supported the front of the car with both hands.

Just after just holding on, the dark blue car suddenly started! The headlights turned on with a "pop".

The dark environment was suddenly clear under the headlights. I looked around: If it weren't for the garage, where else could it be? But there was no other vehicle in this garage except this dark blue car.

Who started the car?

I looked at the driver's seat in the car with a dazzling light...

A man in a white coat was sitting in the driver's seat, and his eyes were staring at me in a daze.

The look of my eyes was not angry at all, just like a pair of dead eyes. If he hadn't started the car, I can guarantee that this would have been 100% dead.

The cold pot on my chest was shrouded in chill again. Could it be that the person in front of me is really dead?

I reluctantly raised one hand and waved at him. The middle-aged man driving had no intention of getting out of the car, but just shook his head slowly to his right, which meant that I should get in the car.

Sit in the passenger seat.

"Are you getting in the car?" This is a question I need to make a decision immediately.

At this time, my wound began to achy faintly, and the effect of anesthesia was almost "lost". When I got in the car, I might die. If I didn't get in the car, I would definitely die.

I gasped and used the last effort of my breastfeeding to walk to the passenger's door, but now I don't have the strength to open the door anyway.

With a "bang", the car door opened automatically. "Thank God, this driver who seems to be dead can still show such humanity." I thought so in my mind, and then reluctantly got into the car.

The moment I got into the car, what I couldn't stand the most was the smell of foul blood. Because of my physical strength, I needed to breathe heavily, and the disgusting bloody smell in the car made me feel the same

Suffocation.

I don't know where this stench comes from, but I also know that it will definitely be useless to react to the stench with the dead driver next to me.

Just as I was enduring the stench, a sound of "Save me!" sounded in the back seat of the car.
Chapter completed!