Begonia sleepless tonight

dream.

A dream from which I cannot wake up.

Yan Ruyi squatted on the ground, pawing the ground non-stop, the backs of her hands were red from the cold, the veins on her forehead were protruding, and there was still a little sweat.

"I can't find it, he's dead."

There was a voice echoing in his ears, but Yan Ruyi couldn't hear it at all, and his hands repeated movements like clockwork.

"Impossible, impossible." He muttered to himself.

He was Jiang Jiucheng, the ninth master who was born on the altar, how could he die so easily.

Tears are like river water bursting out of a bank, falling into the snow one by one, but soon mixed with the snow.

She raised her head blankly, and there was still a white world in front of her eyes.

She is so small that she seems to see no end, but her Ninth Master is here.

At that moment, Yan Ruyi felt cold all over.

If she stayed here, she would be able to find Master Jiu.

"Doctor, how is she?" Feng Ze's head was covered with bandages, and he looked at the dying person lying on the bed.

"It's a bit of a concussion, and the patient's sense of survival is not strong."

Logically speaking, Yan Ruyi was only hit on the head, and she should wake up soon. Yan Ruyi, who was being protected in her arms, was not as seriously injured as Feng Ze's injury.

But this was the first time he encountered a patient with such a weak sense of survival.

The stubborn lips clenched tightly, and the palms of the hands were clenched tightly. What kind of dream was it?

Feng Ze only felt regretful: "This is all my fault, sister, as long as you wake up, I will do whatever I want!"

The cold and exhaustion completely crushed Feng Ze, and he fell into the snow.

Fortunately, the moment he landed, he hugged Yan Ruyi tightly in his arms and rolled all the way down the hillside. The blood stains attracted the attention of the forest rangers in the snow-capped mountains, so he found them along the way and was sent to the hospital in the small town overnight. inside.

There are old buildings everywhere, and the stool under Feng Ze's buttocks will creak if it shakes a little.

There was a moldy smell in the wall, and there were cracks everywhere, Feng Ze stayed by Yan Ruyi's side all the time, staring at the water bottle above, his eyes were a bit dazed.

He rubbed his sore eyes, and the last bottle of water was almost at the end.

Pressing the nurse button, Feng Ze exited the room and went to the next corridor.

In the quiet small hospital, Feng Ze's small voice could be heard: "Yes, I'm injured, I'm in the hospital, okay"

But the person lying on the bed remained motionless.

The night was like water, also covering Sui Yuan.

The smell of disinfectant filled his nostrils, and Hodgeson sat outside the aisle.

He looked nervously into the ward.

There was only this ward on the top floor, and Huo Jiesen was so anxious that he paced the corridor, looking inside from time to time: "Why haven't you come out yet."

As soon as the words were finished, the doctor opened the door and came out, took off the mask, with an expression like ink on his face.

"What's the matter?" Huo Jiesen hurried away.

"The situation is not very good." The doctor sighed, "It's hard to say how many degrees below zero the weather lasts for so long."

"What is hard to say!" Huo Jiesen pushed the doctor away and rushed in.

The person on the bed was pale, hadn't eaten for a few days, and seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

Lying quietly on the bed like that, Huo Jiesen walked over to hold Jiang Jiucheng's hand: "Brother Jiu..."

The person who was still alive in front of him two days ago was lying motionless on the bed.

"Come here!"

The manager hurried in: "Jason, what's wrong?!"

"Bring some more quilts."

With such a thick quilt, this hand is still so cold.

Jiang Jiucheng used to hate the noise in the room the most, but now such a loud noise in the room could not wake him up from his deep sleep.

In a daze, the manager seemed to see Jiang Jiucheng's lips moving twice: "It moved! It moved!"

"What? Where?" Huo Jiesen stopped covering the quilt and looked up and down, but found nothing.

"The mouth moved." The manager rubbed his eyes in disbelief, pointed at Jiang Jiucheng's mouth and said.

Following the direction of his fingers, Huo Jiesen also saw Jiang Jiucheng's slightly trembling mouth.

The opening range is not large, and you can't really see it if you don't look carefully.

Hodgeson leaned closer to listen.

Two words spit out from dry lips: "Girl..."

girl?

Little words!

He only heard Jiang Jiucheng call a girl.

correct!Why didn't he think of it!
Brother Jiu would be happy if he could call Xiao Yanyan over, and he might wake up soon.

"Hey?"

It turned out to be a man's voice on the other end of the phone.

Huo Jiesen suddenly felt angry: "Who are you!"

"Who are you?" Feng Ze looked at this strange, unremarked number inexplicably.

"I'm looking for Xiao Yanyan." Huo Jiesen didn't want to talk nonsense.

Brother Nine was lying on the hospital bed in critical condition, and what he thought of was Ruyi.

This woman is actually having a romantic relationship with other men outside. Who can compare to his ninth brother, except himself.

Hearing the words "Xiaoyanyan", Feng Ze hung up the phone without thinking, and muttered, "Crazy."

The domineering Huo Jiesen, before he could utter the curse words, was turned away by the other party.

When I called again, it was already turned off.

"What's the matter!" He threw the phone out of the window angrily.

"Ah I……"

The manager watched helplessly as his mobile phone fell to pieces on the awning board, why did he drop his mobile phone in anger!Even if your own is broken, don't forget to harm others.

The newly recruited assistant hurried over: "How is the president?"

As soon as he received the message, he hurried over, and he was panting heavily while propping up his knees.

"You came at the right time. What's the ninth brother doing in Mingshan?" If Huo Jiesen remembered correctly, apart from his own news, the snowstorm in Mingshan was the most attractive to the public recently.

Jiang Jiucheng had no reason to go to Mingshan at this time, and he still remembered that he had an important meeting that day.

What makes him have to go.

"I just remember that Mr. Jiang went to find a man and asked him the whereabouts of a man, what's his name..." The assistant scratched his head, trying to think but still couldn't remember.

What do you mean?
Hodgeson propped his chin in thought.

Several banners suddenly appeared downstairs.

It was filled with his own name, and the word "Sea King" was synthesized with his name.

These people actually chased here? !

His whereabouts have been secretive enough recently, have these people installed cameras on themselves?
"Sorry, no entry is allowed here." The nurse's formulaic answer came through the crack of the door.

"We are serious visiting reporters, please let us in." The two held their IDs and insisted on breaking in.