I don't know whether it was because I had been in a coma for two days, or because I had too many things on my mind and couldn't spare my energy to fall asleep. Anyway, I was tossing around in that small ward until dawn without closing my eyes for even a moment.
The drip on the glass bottle had long been finished, and the nurse might have forgotten that there was such a patient. I didn't bother to ring the bell, so I pulled out the needle and threw it on the old, whitish blue bedside table.
Perhaps because of the shielding effect of Wawu Mountain, the summer morning in this small town comes much later than in my hometown. Today may be a sunny day, the sky is leaden gray, and the clouds are heavy and slowly moving south. I stand in front of the window sill and look up.
Silently looking at the mysterious and ever-changing sky.
Xiangyu came to the hospital very early with breakfast. After eating a steaming bowl of shredded chicken and ginger soup, I was sweating profusely from behind. I felt like I was alive, but I was still a little dizzy.
"Zhou Cang, your complexion is still very bad. How about we stay for another day and be discharged from the hospital tomorrow." Xiangyu said while putting away the bowl of chopsticks, "Jisheng also said in the morning that he seemed to be feeling a little unwell.
But he didn't tell you what exactly made you feel uncomfortable. I think if you both feel unwell, it's not too late to delay your return for a day. Anyway, we haven't booked the air tickets yet."
"What happened to the stepchild?" I asked.
"I don't know. I originally wanted to ask him to have breakfast with me in the morning, but he said on the phone that he was feeling a little unwell and wanted to sleep a little longer. He asked me to come to the hospital first, but it was so strange. His voice was obviously
He was already awake. I asked a few more questions and he seemed a little impatient, so I packed my own soup noodles and came to the hospital first." Xiangyu said, carrying the black plastic bag filled with garbage.
Walked towards the outside of the ward.
She stood and walked to the door, only to hear a "pop" sound, and then returned to the bed empty-handed.
"Xiangyu, your eyes are completely healed now." I looked at Xiangyu's watery eyes and thought there should be no problem, but I still asked.
"Well, it should be ready." She replied, bent down, picked up the hot water bottle at the foot of the bed, and prepared to go to the end of the corridor to turn on the water.
"There's no need to fetch water. I'm going to be discharged from the hospital today anyway, so don't waste it. Sit down and tell me what Chen Mo asked you to do to treat the disease at that time." I took Xiangyu's wrist and took the thermos bottle from her
He took it back from his hand and put it back in its original position.
Seeing this, Xiangyu no longer insisted that I be admitted to the hospital. He pulled the wooden stool at the end of the bed, sat down, and said thoughtfully: "Zhou Cang, sometimes I even feel that that ancient temple
The master’s wisdom is higher than that of humans in our modern society.”
Her meaningless words made me confused for a moment, but my curiosity was aroused and I asked hurriedly: "How do you say this?"
Xiangyu seemed to have recovered from the distant memory, moved her chair, brought the distance closer, then stared into my eyes and said: "At that time, we already knew that the problem with my eyes might be due to air embolism.
This disease, even according to the current most advanced medical level, can only use surgery to release the gas in the patient's blood, and it is basically impossible to completely cure it, and there will be many sequelae. However,
, the tribesmen of this ancient temple have invented a method that does not require surgery and can cure the disease completely."
"What kind of method?"
"leech."
I don’t know whether it was my psychological effect or Xiangyu’s intention. As soon as the word "leech" came out of her mouth, her expression changed slightly. It felt like she wanted to laugh but didn’t want to laugh. In a trance, I seemed to have seen ancient times.
The human-bone ghost-skinned monster in the temple has its mouth sewn shut with silk thread.
With a "chirp", goose bumps appeared over the scaly skin on my arms.
"Leech, you mean the leech in the beeswax coffin." I opened my mouth wide and felt a little dizzy.
"Yes, after you lie down in the beeswax coffin, the leeches will burrow into your body through the seven orifices. They will suck the blood in your body and take away the air in the blood. They will eradicate the weeds and never die.
future trouble."
I looked at Xiangyu's slightly red cheeks, the breath in her chest was rising and falling, and her expression was bright, as if she was stating something proud to me.
It’s hard to imagine that Xiangyu could actually say such a thing in such a relaxed tone that even a grown man like me would find terrifying and disgusting. Did I underestimate this girl? Or is there something else behind this?
What's the secret?
Probably sensing that I had been staring at her without speaking, she changed her expression and said in a regretful tone: "It's a pity that the ancient temple collapsed under the heavy rain, and there is no way to know about the leeches in the beeswax coffin."
Let’s start researching it, otherwise, this may be a great progress in the history of human medicine.”
There seemed to be a dark shadow at the door. I rolled my eyes and was scared to death.
"Jisheng, why are you standing at the door silently?" I asked in shock.
Zhang Jisheng smiled reluctantly, then stepped through the door, "I just arrived, and when I saw Xiang Yu talking, I stopped for a moment. I didn't expect to scare you."
"Jisheng, you said you weren't feeling well this morning. Are you feeling better now? You look good." Xiangyu stood up in a hurry, gave his stool to Zhang Jisheng, then turned around and moved it under the window sill.
Here comes another one.
Zhang Jisheng sat down without politeness and asked, "Have the discharge procedures been completed?"
Xiangyu and I looked at each other, both of us were a little confused. Our butts were not yet hot, so we asked about discharge from the hospital.
"Not yet. I guess I just started work when I heard the sound from the hospital." I said with a smile.
"Xiang Yu, can you go and see if you can go through the discharge procedures? I'll have a few words with Zhou Cang here."
It was obvious from Zhang Jisheng's words that he just wanted to talk to me alone and didn't want Xiangyu to know.
I just don’t understand why the two people who were laughing and joking back to the hotel together last night are like strangers after a night apart. Could it be that they had a fight last night? No, they are both well-educated.
Many people are highly educated, especially Xiang Yu. I have known her for so long and I have never seen her lose her temper.
Xiangyu should have heard the meaning of Zhang Jisheng's words. She was not angry, and her expression did not even change at all. She smiled and said, "Okay, you two chat while I go through the discharge procedures."
As soon as Xiang Yu stepped out of the ward, Zhang Jisheng stepped forward and closed the door. He didn't hesitate at all whether Xiang Yu knew about this action.
After locking the door, he dragged the stool to the bed next to me, and then said: "Zhou Cang, I also have the same blight disease as the professor."
I couldn't react, but he didn't seem to notice, and continued: "I finally know why the professor died, Zhou Cang, you have to save me."
I don’t know what the blight disease is, and I haven’t seen the professor for many years, so I don’t know how he was tortured by the blight disease in the last moments of his life. But judging from Zhang Jisheng’s abnormal behavior, this should be an extreme
A terrible disease.
"Don't be impatient and speak slowly. You have to explain clearly to me what blight is so that we can find ways to help you." I comforted Zhang Jisheng.
"I told you before that the strange disease that the professor had was also called blight. It was like a plant lacking water. The whole person was slowly withering. However, what I didn't know at that time was that it was just a disease.
But on the surface, the most tormenting thing is the psychology, you know? I almost didn’t dare to sleep last night, because as soon as I fell asleep, my time would be stolen." Zhang Jisheng said nervously.
"Time was stolen?" I asked with a frown.
"Yes, the professor's blight disease is not because of physical problems, but because time is stolen, so people age rapidly. His death is not because of this disease, but because of aging. Coming out of Wawushan
In the past few days, I wake up every morning and feel as if I have been sleeping for several months. What is even more terrifying is that my memory and body feel as if several months have passed. It’s like
When I woke up this morning, Xiangyu called me. I had to think hard for a long time before I realized what happened yesterday. It felt like I was recalling a small thing a few years ago. It was very difficult.
.And you see," he brushed aside his thick hair, "my hair is starting to turn gray."
"You mean, even though you only slept for one night, the cells in your body have been aging for several months, including your memory." I tried hard to extract the core content of his long paragraph.
"Yes, yes, that's what I mean." He said, his eyes full of fear and uneasiness.
I put my eyes on Zhang Jisheng's face and observed it carefully. I really felt that his face was a bit old.
"If that's really the case, how can I help you?" I asked in confusion.
"Zhou Cang, we have all seen those murals and incorruptible bodies in the ancient temple. Everyone knows that your grandma may have something to do with this ancient temple, so this time I want to go back to the Zhou family's old house with you to see grandma.
Is there any witchcraft that can cure me? I think I must have been possessed by an evil spirit in the ancient temple." Zhang Jisheng said in a very humble tone.
I felt a little heartbroken after hearing this, "I don't think grandma can do any witchcraft. After all, I haven't seen her do it since I was a child. But since your illness is so serious, let's go back to the Zhou family's old house together."
Ask."
"Really? Zhou Cang, then you have to help me convince grandma." Zhang Jisheng was overjoyed and took my hand.
"Jisheng, it's okay to take you back to the Zhou family, but I still feel that if you get sick, you need to go to a regular hospital for treatment. You can't rely on these superstitious things."
Zhang Jisheng nodded towards me.
At this time, there was a knock on the door outside. It should be that Xiangyu had completed the discharge procedures.