Chapter 1 If I'm guilty, let the law punish me
In the dark night, the strong wind mixed with the heavy rain seemed to destroy everything around it. It is true that such heavy rain is rare in winter, but once this heavy rain starts, it is extremely wet and cold.
The windows in the hospital were not closed for some reason, but were swaying in the wind and looked at the squeaky window and sighed.
In fact, it's not that I don't want to close the window, but there is a middle-aged male ghost floating beside the window, excitedly opening, closing, opening, and closing the window.
Although the window opened and closed under the influence of the wind, the ghost seemed to regard it as his own doing and enjoyed it.
I blocked my ears angrily and got into bed to doubt my life.
I, Su Cancan, am excellent in both character and study, and have spent 18 years of my life in a kind and friendly manner. Just when I was about to enter University A and reach the peak of my life during the summer vacation, a speeding truck that ran a red light took me from that midsummer to It's bitterly cold winter now.
Obviously one second I was still thinking about buying some small skirts, dyeing my hair, etc. to welcome my new college life, but the next second I woke up in a cold and stereotyped white ward.
Originally, surviving the disaster should be a blessing, but when I opened my eyes and saw an enlarged face in front of me, I felt that God had played a huge joke on me.
The face in front of him was blue and white, with black and purple lips. There was a big black hole on the temple and eye. The other eye had no pupil, only the whites of the eye moving in the eye socket.
There must be something wrong with the way I woke up. My breath hitched and I closed my eyes again.
Taking a deep breath, I opened my eyes again with a smile.
The green and white face in front of me did not disappear. The owner of this face tilted his head slightly, and the raised corners of his mouth seemed to laugh at my ignorance. The pupil-less eyeball fell straight out of its socket, facing me. s face.
"Ahhhh-"
I really couldn't control my screams. This real feeling didn't feel like an illusion, even though everything that happened before my eyes was so incredible.
I fainted again.
When I regained consciousness, I vaguely felt someone patting my face.
Consciousness gradually heard someone anxiously shouting in my ear: "Su Cancan, can you hear me? Su Cancan?"
Can't listen, can't listen, can't respond.
It is said that if a ghost calls your name and you respond, the ghost will take away your soul.
It must be the male ghost with the missing eyes just now who wants to take me away completely.
That's not okay. I'm only 18 years old. I haven't experienced the wonderful college life yet. I've always been a good girl and haven't fallen in love prematurely. I haven't suffered the pain of love yet. I can't die.
I closed my eyes tightly and tried to ignore the evil spirit that kept calling my name.
Damn it, why is that ghost hand slapping my face getting stronger and stronger! "Dr. Chen, the scream we just heard probably came from here. Did the patient wake up and scream, and then fell into coma again?"
It's a woman's voice.
Then a man's voice answered her: "I don't know. This patient injured his head in a car accident. He has been in coma for 6 months without any movement at all. It would be a miracle if he really wakes up, but now I can't say exactly. What kind of situation. Seeing her mother burst into tears every day, ugh..."
Mom...ah, by the way, I still have to see my mother...
I no longer cared about whether it was a ghost or not, and quickly opened my eyes.
In front of me, a group of doctors and nurses stood in a row in front of my hospital bed, surrounding me. It seemed that my awakening was really a surprise.
"Ah! You're awake!"
My eyes gradually focused, and my five senses gradually returned. The faces of a man and a woman appeared in front of me. They were intact, smiling, and their eyes were bright and full of surprise. They were wearing white coats and they looked like they should be doctors in the hospital. and nurses.
That's right, this is what a long-term bedridden person should see when he wakes up.
Sure enough, what I saw just now should be an illusion.
I thought about it and finally showed a relieved smile. The smile froze on my face just halfway through the smile.
Because I saw the "ghost" with a missing head that I just saw through the gap in the crowd.
Really, clearly.
The ghost was pulling at the eye socket of his intact eye, and one of his hands was holding the eyeball that had just fallen out to press it into his eye don’t know if it’s my imagination, but I always feel like something is about to flow out of his dark eyes.
A little bloody and a little gross.
No, it was very bloody and disgusting.
This didn't look like something a "person" could do, but the doctors and nurses around me didn't react at all. Apparently I was the only one who saw this bloody and disgusting thing.
Is this a ghost? So can I see ghosts after the car accident? The "ghost" stuffed his eyeballs into his eye sockets, but it was obviously installed in the wrong direction, so he kept blinking hard after installation.
Blinking didn't seem to be able to reset the eyeballs, so the "ghost" buckled the eyeballs back down again.
"hiss……"
I gasped.
The doctor on the side noticed something was wrong with me and asked quickly: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"No no."
I shook my head vigorously, as if as long as I denied it, all the absurd things in front of me could be regarded as my my eyes seemed to be out of control of my brain, and they drifted in the direction of the "ghost" from time to time.
The doctor stretched out four fingers and waved them in front of my eyes: "Can you see clearly what number this is? What number is this?"
I took a deep breath: "4."
That ghost is still tirelessly stuffing the eyeballs into his eyes. The position is wrong. He pulls them out again, puts them in again, pulls them out...
I almost had a cardiac arrest.
The doctor started to ask again: "What is 3+5?"
The doctor is still asking tirelessly: "What is 3+5?"
My voice had a clear tremor: "8."
"Ms. Su, you are a little excited now. Do you miss your family? The hospital has notified your family members. Don't worry too much..."
The doctor should have heard the tremor in my voice, but he thought I was excited after waking up from a coma for too long, but I knew it was because I was afraid.
The doctors and nurses in the ward left one by one, and I had no reason to keep them. After all, I couldn't hold their thighs and cry to them not to leave, saying that there was a ghost in this room picking out my eyes.
Quietness returned to the ward, no, it should be said to be silence.
It was so quiet that I could clearly hear my heartbeat getting faster and faster, and the sound of blood flowing rapidly in the capillaries due to excessive secretion of adrenaline due to fear.
I really can't stay in this atmosphere any longer.
I tried to move my limbs that had not been moved for 6 months. Fortunately, they were seems that apart from allowing me to see some scary and strange things, this car accident did not make me disabled or disfigured, which is something to be thankful for.
Just live as if you can't see those things, ignore them, and just be as before. I got up with difficulty, moved my legs, and put them on the ground. The cold tiles made me sober a little. I tried Stand up.
"Crack!"
Before he could stand still, he fell over.
Sure enough, if it is not used for too long, it will rust, whether it is the brain or the muscles.
I kept trying to stand up and escape from this haunted room as soon as possible.
It's a pity that I can't see what I look like now, otherwise I would definitely be curious as to why there are really people crawling (twisting) (rolling) on the ground in darkness.
The ghost who sees all this:...
If I am guilty, please let the law punish me instead of sending a ghost who keeps dropping his eyeballs to scare me
(End of this chapter)