But what makes me wonder is that I am obviously fine now. Not to mention jumping around, at least I am no different from usual. How can I look like I am critically ill?
At that time, Wu Hao had just returned after paying the money, and I asked him, Rat, do you think this doctor wants to cheat us both? Isn't it okay for me to return the entire critical illness notice?
Wu Hao said you can do it, brother, how can doctors cheat money now, should they still think of it as the previous hospital?
He also said that the absence of symptoms now does not mean that there will be no symptoms in the future. He had a college classmate who stayed up too late to write a thesis when he graduated. One day he felt that his heart was not feeling well and he went to the hospital for a checkup. He was fine when he went to the hospital, but he was diagnosed with the disease.
For viral myocarditis, the person died immediately on the third day of hospitalization.
I felt a little unsure after hearing what he said was so outrageous, but I was still thinking about the address Yingying asked me to go to.
So I told him, why don't I give you the address and you can help me find out what's going on in that Taoist temple? You also know that I don't have a few days left, and I will be hospitalized endlessly.
, I'm afraid I won't have enough time by then.
But Wu Hao didn't agree. He said that it would be fine for me to go, but I wouldn't worry about leaving you here by yourself. You are still critically ill. Let's wait until you stabilize.
Seeing that his attitude was quite firm, I didn’t say anything else. Actually, thinking about it, if it’s really like what the doctor said, the fatality rate of this disease is 80%. If something really happens to me, I won’t even be able to survive.
No one was around to hear my last words.
But I calculated carefully and found that it was indeed only eight days since I met the old man that day. It is said that I should still live for seven days. Does it mean that I have to be hospitalized here for seven days before the disease develops? Or is the old man really calculating?
Wrong day.
I still felt quite panicked. After thinking about it, I waved to Wu Hao: "Mouse, the password for the bank card in my wallet is 123456. There should be more than 30,000 yuan in it. If something happens to me, don't forget it.
Take out the money."
Wu Hao just scolded me and said, "Go away. How long have you been saying this? I'm sending you tens of thousands of dollars?" I said, do you want it or not? Anyway, I told you the password. If you don't want it, just send it to my mother.
, by the way, tell her for me that my son is unfilial, and I will repay her kindness in raising her in the next life.
"Hey, Brother Yan, I beg you, please say something auspicious. Do you really want to die that much?"
Wu Hao looked helpless, and I felt a little uncomfortable. Who would want to die if I could live well? But am I in control of my own destiny now?
Accompanying was not allowed in the emergency room, so Wu Hao was asked out not long after. Before leaving, he told me that he had been standing guard outside and told me not to worry. I was still a little embarrassed.
After he left, I could only lie in bed and play with my phone in a daze, but nothing happened that afternoon. Apart from chest tightness, I didn’t have any uncomfortable symptoms. It was just when it was getting dark that the bed next to me was brought to me.
There was a man who was injured in a car accident. He was probably in his early forties. He was dressed quite decently. He was probably in business, or he was a teacher or a civil servant.
He seemed to have lost too much blood. Three or four doctors worked hard for more than an hour but still could not save him. In the end, only the mechanical sound of the pile driver was left, which was very depressing for those who listened to it.
And the sound was very hypnotic. I felt a little sleepy while listening to it. I fell asleep at some point. I was woken up by the alarm sound of the monitor in the middle of the night. The emergency room was very quiet at that time.
All you could hear was the shrill sirens.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I felt very hungry. It was then that I realized that I hadn't eaten for a long time. I sat up, got out of bed, and wanted to go out and ask Wu Hao to buy me something to eat. But as I walked to the door, I happened to meet him.
A doctor and three nurses rushed in, as if they heard the alarm and came in to rescue the patient.
But they ignored me, and I didn't bother to join in the fun. When I walked to the door, I saw that Wu Hao was not there. I originally planned to call him, but then I thought about it. This guy has been staying with me all day. He must be looking for a place.
He went to bed, and it wouldn't be good if I called him and woke him up at this time.
So I went straight downstairs. I wanted to find a place to have a meal or something, but I didn’t know what was going on with this place. People seemed to go to bed very early. I wandered around for two streets and couldn’t find one that was open.
There are no restaurants, not even convenience stores.
The road was quiet at that time, with no people or cars, and only the street lights were on quietly.
Just then a gust of wind suddenly blew over, and something seemed to be blown to my feet. I lowered my head and my eyes widened, and it turned out to be a pink hundred-dollar bill!
I was a little confused, thinking to myself what kind of luck I was, I could pick up money on the aisle, and at this time I looked forward again, and there was another piece of money floating not far in front, so I
I walked over and picked it up, and it was still a hundred.
I was a little excited and a little hopeful, so I continued walking forward. Sure enough, after walking only a few dozen meters, I found an identical hundred-yuan bill under my feet.
I just picked up money while walking, but as I kept picking up, I felt something was wrong, because the more money I picked up, the more money I picked up. After walking only two or three hundred meters, I already had two or three thousand in my hand, and this
Then I looked up and there was a lot of money in front of me.
At first I thought someone had accidentally lost it, but now I think about it, who could lose money so far away? And in this age, all payments are made electronically, who would carry so much money with them for nothing?
The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong, so I didn’t dare to pick up the money anymore. Instead, I walked forward in the direction where the money floated. The more I walked forward, the more money I got. The more I walked, the more frightened I became. This was no longer a matter of losing money.
It was so bad that I wondered if someone had blown up the bank vault, because the whole street in front of me was filled with money, which I couldn't even count.
This scene was really weird, but I still couldn't suppress my inner curiosity, gritted my teeth and kept walking forward. When I reached a crossroads, I found myself back on the street of the hospital, and there was
Two people were burning paper on the side of the road, and the yellow flames looked particularly weird in the sunlight.
They seemed to be a mother and daughter. The girl looked to be in her thirties and quite pretty. The boy was just ten years old. But what puzzled me was that there were hundreds of dollar bills floating all over the street.
It was as if they couldn't see each other.
But I finally saw someone, a real person, and now I felt a lot more at ease. I walked over and asked her, Sister, why are you burning paper here in the middle of the night?
As soon as the woman raised her head, I saw her eyes were red. She threw the paper money in her hand into the fire and said to me: "My husband left this hospital at night, and my son and I burned some paper money for him here."
, keep it for him to use on the road."
I was about to ask her if she knew if there was a convenience store open nearby, but then I suddenly saw a particularly horrifying scene.