Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 1495 Who Will Not Die?

"I am My Radha! I am the descendant of the great god of war Ares! Human! How dare you imprison me! Human! Human! Do you hear me! Let me out! Let me out!"

In the guard room, Mai Lada grabbed the iron bars with both hands and slapped them crazily—no one paid attention to his madness at this time... Except for one who was on duty, all the police officers were dragged away by Uncle Pick It's time for dinner.

The police officers of the small town police station judged the suspect in this wounding case as follows: this is a lunatic who is addicted to virtual games and fantasizes that he is a superman with superpowers.

So after listening to Uncle Pique's opinion, the current sheriff decisively put May Lada in prison temporarily, and then tried his best to contact his family and relatives... Then he went to have dinner with Uncle Pique.

The meal time has passed early, and there is nothing else to do. The police officer on duty is also ready to eat after the takeaway hamburger arrives... In the depths of the dimly lit corridor of the proctoring cell, roars like beasts can be heard from time to time sound.

"Let me out... stupid mortal! I am..."

"Don't make me eat!"

boom--!
As soon as the door of the corridor was closed, it became much quieter. The police officer on duty was eating several layers of sandwiches for delivery... he was very happy.

It is impossible to release people, and it is impossible to release them for the time being, because of the news from the hospital that several teenagers who were sent to the hospital were seriously injured and have not woken up yet... This lunatic probably wants to Sentenced!

As for the reason why this Mai Lada is so crazy, it is actually very likely because he did suddenly lose all his strength, and became an ordinary man who couldn't even beat the old man in a small skirt, Uncle Pique, so he couldn't get through My own hurdles, losing my mind and becoming crazy... how is it possible!

"Today's sandwich is still great."

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In the small town hospital, not only the medical staff, but even most of the patients put on masks one after another—because the hospital was filled with an extremely stinky smell all day long... …like the smell of a rat carcass that has begun to rot in a sewer.

It's just that the master who came to check the ventilation system failed to find the source of the stench after a careful inspection. Under such a headache, the hospital in the small town can only endure the smell for the time being. , is operating normally... It is said to be normal business, but in fact, many patients who came to see some minor ailments chose to leave in the end.

The corridor looked very deserted, and the nurse girl wearing two layers of sterilized masks was pushing a cart full of medicines and walking slowly - she was going to deliver medicines to the hospitalized patients.

Obviously, such a smelly environment will greatly affect work efficiency, but when the nurse girl came to the ward, she was surprised to see that there were still people who could tolerate the smell... and there were quite a few of them.

What's more, they are all old people—the nurse girl often gives them medicine, so I know the condition of these old people... They are all getting worse and worse, and now they can only rely on the stimulation of drugs to temporarily rejuvenate their bodies energy... If they have not waited for the surgery or new medical technology they need, the lifespan of these old people will almost come to an end.

"Are you really not feeling well? Do you need me to open the window for you?" The nurse girl walked to the window of an old lady and whispered: "The air here is too stuffy... your illness , should breathe more fresh air."

"No, I don't feel bored." I have been lying on the bed for three months, and now the number of visits from my children has changed from every day to once a week. The old lady shook her head, "I don't Not feeling the smell, it's good like it is now, it makes me feel more at ease."

comfortable?

The nurse girl shook her head secretly, and suddenly had a strange thought, that this peculiar smell seemed to be really suitable for these patients whose lives were about to end... It seemed, in fact, it was the smell of death emanating from them Same.

Of course, this is just a subconscious thought, and it can’t be taken seriously... The nurse girl was also secretly taken aback by her own thought—as a medical staff, you have to take an oath when you join the job—this is the same as you once did. The thought of breaking the oath!

"I'd better open the window for you, it's too stuffy here." The nurse girl shook her head, "Also, you should take your medicine."

Strangely, the old lady who never liked to take medicine, just watched the nurse open the window quietly at this time, and kept silent.

The nurse girl suddenly felt a gust of cold air coming from behind, and she couldn't help shivering... She turned her head suddenly, but saw nothing—all she saw was the old man who was lying down and covered with the quilt.

When did she lie down - she was originally sitting, talking to herself against the head of the bed.

For some reason, the nurse girl suddenly felt a little flustered. She quickly put down the pills, and after hastily exhorting a few words, she pushed the car and left the ward quickly—even though she understood that this way Completely violated the professional ethics of a medical staff.

But really weird.

Throughout the day, the entire hospital seemed to be filled with this weird atmosphere—especially the downlights on the ceiling of the hospital corridor, which suddenly flickered at this moment, making people even more uncomfortable.

"The voltage is not stable...I need to find an electrician instead!" The nurse girl thought to herself... Actually, the electrician has checked and repaired this situation several times, but every time he couldn't find the correct ones, these lamps quickly disappeared. It will once again return to its present unstable state.

The weird atmosphere seemed to be getting more and more intense, and the nurse girl was walking cautiously in the corridor alone pushing the shelf cart.

She didn't know what she was afraid of... This fear even gave her goosebumps, making it difficult for her to maintain her composure.

A flash...a dark, the corridor of the hospital suddenly and completely darkened.

The nurse girl's voice had been raised completely, and after the light went out for a moment, it was bright again for a moment, and then went down very quickly - and at this moment, a face stood out The moment the lights came on, appeared in front of her eyes.

what--!
She was startled suddenly, as if her heart was about to jump out, her hands and feet were cold.

"Sorry to scare you."

The lights in the corridor suddenly returned to normal, no longer flickering... The nurse girl saw a man with long hair tied up casually.

Appears in his thirties, with white gloves on his hands, and a shoulder bag on his back... It looks like a down-and-out scholar: Mr. Prin.

"No... I just... forget it." The nurse girl shook her head, then frowned and asked, "May I help you with anything?"

"Not at all." Teacher Prin shook his head with a smile: "I just planned to visit a friend... I didn't expect to scare you."

"It's past the visiting time now!" The nurse girl frowned: "Sir, you should leave, otherwise you may disturb other patients' rest time."

"Alright then." Teacher Prin nodded, and left directly in front of the nurse girl.

The nurse girl glanced suspiciously, and muttered, "The guards are getting more and more lax...they still let people in at this point. Huh?"

After she finished muttering, she suddenly remembered that this man with gloves didn't seem to care about the smell in the hospital at this time, and his expression didn't change.

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Mr. Pullin didn't leave the hospital immediately after he disappeared from the nurse's sight. He just found another way...another way to the observation room where Mrs. Smith's wife is currently.

When he came to the door of the observation room, he looked through the glass window, and saw that Mr. Smith seemed to be exhausted at this time, curled up in the corner alone, and changed a piece of clothing on his body indiscriminately.

Teacher Prine took a look, then quietly pushed open the door of the observation room, and walked in...to the unconscious Mrs. Debra.

He lifted a corner of the quilt a little, and then pulled Mrs. Debra's arm out of the quilt... Teacher Prine carefully looked at the back of Mrs. Debra's hand, as if thinking about something.

Mrs. Debra was sleeping too deeply at this time. If it weren't for the data from the beating instrument, many people would probably think that Mrs. Debra had been dead for a while at this moment—she was pulled out On the arm that came out, there were corpse spots that would appear on a dead person!

Yes, Mrs. Debra's arm at this time not only has corpse spots, but even the skin on the arm has left, as if a large piece can be torn out with a light tear...even, it is tearing On his skin, small off-white long strips of bugs can also be seen!
"Are you going to die soon..." Teacher Pulin looked down carefully, and finally sighed slowly - he reached out his hand from his shoulder bag and took out a box.

The box is just an ordinary fresh-keeping box, and as for what is inside, it is some soil with fresh moss attached - this is what he dug up in the woods on the outskirts of the town early in the morning... He was on the bus this morning. When I met a freshman from the seminary, it was not because I had to go to exercise early, but because I got the black soil in the fresh-keeping box in the suburban forest more than ten kilometers away.

At this time, Mr. Prine casually grabbed a handful of black soil in the box, and then lightly sprinkled it on Mrs. Debra's body at this moment!

No one knew what he wanted to do, or what he was doing, but only the unbelievable thing-these black and mossy sudden things made Mrs. Debra's rotting arm recover. up!
In fact, it didn't take long, and Mrs. Debra, who was unconscious on the hospital bed, became very energetic because of the black mud sprinkled on her body.

Afterwards, Mr. Prince slowly backed away...backed away from the observation room, came to Mr. Smith, and then sprinkled black mossy soil on Mr. Smith's body.

It turned out that on Mr. Smith's neck, there was a similar corruption of Mrs. Debra's arm.

After Mr. Smith's neck also recovered, Mr. Pullin glanced at the little black soil left in the fresh-keeping box, and shook his head gently.

"Let's get some more tomorrow..." Mr. Prin muttered.

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Mr. Smith woke up suddenly. He wiped his face indiscriminately, and then quickly got up - he wanted to keep looking at the observation room, so as to notify the doctor as soon as something happened. But he didn't expect to fall asleep.

It seems that I am so tired that I have... hallucinations

Mr. Smith felt as if he heard the voice half a year ago, but when he woke up, nothing happened.

He had no choice but to regard this matter as a result of his being too tired. He quickly glanced at his wife in the observation room...seeing that all the instruments were normal, and his wife's complexion seemed to be healthier.

Mr. Smith smiled subconsciously... This is also good news—but, Joe, his eldest son, still hasn't been found.

This made Mr. Smith feel uneasy and apprehensive all the time, as if being illuminated by a shadow.

In the second half of the night, the peculiar smell in the hospital gradually dissipated, and the medical staff and most of the patients were finally able to take off their masks... Although the work in the second half of the night was tiring, they unexpectedly became sober.

Only those few old people suddenly started crying for some reason in the second half of the night.

They say they don't seem to be able to live, but they really don't want to die.

but who won't die

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After Mr. Pulin left the hospital, he walked alone on the street...at such a late night, it seemed to fit his footsteps very well.

He always gave people a feeling that he seemed to belong to the night... Then, the lively voice broke the tranquility.Teacher Prin stopped in front of a bar that was still open, looked at the brightly colored bar door, and listened to the sound of music coming from inside... just stood there.

"Aren't you planning to go in, Teacher Prin."

Teacher Pulin turned around, and what he saw was Luo Qiu, the new seminary student who happened to be on the bus in the morning.

"It's you." Teacher Pulin showed a slight smile, watching Luo Qiu walk slowly...to his side.

He shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm not very suitable for lively and crowded places."

Boss Luo thought for a while and said, "Do you like lively and crowded places?"

Teacher Pulin still shook his head, and then said calmly: "Actually, you just need to look at it from a distance... This is actually not bad."

Boss Luo said directly at this time: "Teacher, are you interested in going in for a drink?"

(End of this chapter)