Chapter 7 Beware of the Baby Boy in Black
I was so frightened that I sat up straight out of the bed.
There was no light in the room, and it was pitch black. I could just barely make out a dark figure standing outside the door.
"who?"
I asked tremblingly.
The shadow walked towards me slowly without making a sound.
Getting closer!
It’s Liu Bin!
"Zhiyong, I'm so cold down there, can you come and keep me company?"
Liu Bin spoke to me expressionlessly, his voice cold and emotionless, and stretched out his hands and pinched my neck.
"No--"
I struggled madly.
The next second, I sat up from the bed again.
My whole body was soaked with cold sweat and my breathing was rapid, as if I had just finished a marathon.
I stared and gasped for breath.
It turned out to be just a dream.
It was a false alarm.
I wiped the cold sweat from my head and was about to lie down again when suddenly my body froze as if it had been electrocuted.
The TV was turned on without me noticing!
CCTV5 - Football Match is playing on the screen.
My heart beat faster.
I don’t like watching football games, and after Liu Bin’s accident, I usually avoid this channel instinctively.
The most important thing is that I make sure to turn off the TV before going to bed.
I felt a chill in my heart, and my heart, which had finally relaxed, suddenly became tense again.
Could it be that Liu Bin is back?
This bold idea gives me the chills.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the room, which was not warm to begin with, suddenly became cold, as if the air conditioner was turned on.
I got up from the bed trembling, suppressed my fear, and unplugged the TV.
I went back to bed and tried hard to force myself to fall asleep, but the strong urge to pee was like a needle, torturing me repeatedly.
I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, yet the urge to pee was more urgent than ever before.
I checked my phone—3:15 AM.
Sister Sun said that after 2 a.m., you must not go to the toilet, even if you feel like holding it to death.
How can a living person be suffocated to death by urine?
But I feel like I'm about to suffocate to death.
He glanced at the pile of Pulse Tong bottles at the bedside opposite, which were filled with Liu Bin's urine. No one had touched these things since his accident.
I couldn't help but start wondering, to what extent must a person be so scared that he or she wouldn't even dare to go to the toilet?
I stood up hesitantly, walked to the opposite bed, and picked up a bottle of Pulse that was only "half used".
When I screwed the bottle cap on, a sour smell rushed into my nose.
I almost vomited.
He bent over and retched.
Damn it!
Why should I be afraid?
Isn't it just going to the toilet?
I was furious and cursed myself for being cowardly, then I threw the Pulse to the ground.
I looked at the time again - 3:22.
Never mind, just die!
He just put on some clothes and walked out of the room.
There was a constant flow of cold air outside, mixed with the smell of formalin disinfectant, giving people a drowsy feeling of unreality.
Some of the sensor lights were broken. When walking on the road, the lights were on and off, and the sound of footsteps echoed. Occasionally, you could hear the faint groans of patients in the surrounding wards.
When I got to the toilet, I unbuckled my belt as quickly as I could and started to relieve myself in a hurry.
I held it in for a bit too long and it took me almost a minute to finish peeing.
I let out a breath, feeling an indescribable comfort in my body . I turned around and prepared to leave, when I suddenly saw a face as pale as paper.
The face had white eyes and was full of wrinkles, and the other person was looking straight at me.
"ah--"
I was so frightened that I almost fell to the ground.
"Doctor Tian... Doctor Tian?"
The owner of that face spoke, his voice trembling and a little familiar.
I picked up my phone in shock and took a picture of his face.
He let out a long sigh.
It turned out to be patient 108, Lao He.
"Doctor Tian, don't scare me. I'm old and I only have half my If you scare me again, I might die." Old He complained, patting his chest.
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "I'm the one who was scared. How come you walked without making any sound?"
Lao He smiled awkwardly and said he wanted to go to the bathroom and was a little scared, so asked if I could wait for him here.
My heart skipped a beat, and I felt that these words were strangely familiar.
That night, "Liu Bin" seemed to have asked me to wait for him here?
Without waiting for my response, Lao He had already walked into the squat room.
Fortunately, he came out not long after waiting.
We walked outside together, and I asked him, how long have you lived here?
"About two years." said Lao He.
"You've lived here for two years, and you're still so timid?" I laughed at him.
"You're wrong. The longer you live in a place like this, the smaller your courage will become." Lao He waved his hand.
I asked curiously, “Why?”
Lao He rubbed his hands and asked me if I had any cigarettes.
I took out a cigarette and lit it for him.
Lao He took a puff and blew out a smoke ring. "Don't look at my age. I don't believe in ghosts or gods at all... Alas, if I hadn't lived here for more than two years and witnessed too many strange things, I would..."
"What's wrong? Tell me quickly!" I was a little anxious.
"Doctor Tian, let me ask you first, do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?" said Lao He.
I was stunned.
This question is really difficult to answer.
You can believe it, but after all, I have received nine years of compulsory education. Breaking superstitions and emancipating the mind is no joke.
But if I say I don’t believe it, I’m actually not sure. After all, working in such a gloomy place, who knows if there are some “unknown” magnetic fields?
My answer to Lao He is: “Half-believing, half-doubting.”
Old He opened his mouth, showing a row of yellow teeth, and smiled: "That's right, don't believe it completely, and don't not believe it at all... If you believe it completely, you will definitely be scared when working here, which will affect your work; if you don't believe it at all, it won't work either. After all, there are gods above your head, and there are some rules that you still have to abide by."
I was getting a little impatient and interrupted, "Lao He, can you please stop changing the subject? Tell me what strange thing you saw in Building D?"
Lao He fell silent. After a while, he lowered his voice and said gloomily:
"Be careful of the black-clad baby."
I was stunned.
What?
Just as I was about to continue asking questions, Lao He turned around and walked into the ward.
Old He was a bit nervous. After hesitating for a long time, he finally said "strange baby in black".
What exactly is the strange baby in black?
I muttered to myself, feeling confused, and returned to the lounge.
"Toure intercepted the ball in the backcourt and passed it to Clichy on the left. Clichy made a high-speed run and passed the ball to Nasri who received the ball. Nasri dribbled past the defense. OK! Open space! Cross! Van Persie made a run from behind and used his erratic movement to get rid of the defender..."
A burst of excited voice came into my ears.
I turned my head and my scalp suddenly felt numb...
The TV was turned on again without me noticing! !
The host of the football match on CCTV is commentating with all his might, his voice getting more and more excited.
impossible!
I turned off the TV!
Why is the TV on again?
Could it be that someone had come in?
I immediately turned on all the lights in the room and started checking if anything was missing.
When I walked to Liu Bin's bed, I found that the quilt, which had been neatly folded, was now spread out and became a mess, as if someone had just slept there.
My face suddenly changed and a terrible thought flashed through my mind.
Liu Bin is back!
