Welcome to the world of strange dreams

It was almost dawn when Luo Zhao sneaked back to the hospital with Fu Minghui.

Fu Minghui was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyes, but he refused to sleep.

After all, the situation is unclear now, and Luo Zhao has too many things to deal with. If she enters the border, Luo Zhao will be too busy at all.

She can't help much other than entering the border, so don't add to the mess.

After finally staying up until the breakfast restaurant opened, Fu Minghui went to eat immediately.

It's not that I'm hungry, I'm just sleepy.

After all, she won't fall asleep while eating, right?

"Hey, you got up early today." A grandfather greeted.

After all, she always came to eat when the breakfast room was closed.

"She didn't sleep at all, right?" Grandma Bold took a closer look, "Those dark circles under her eyes... tsk tsk... will soon become more of a national treasure than a national treasure."

"Young people are like this. They say they are sealed by the bed. They can't wake up in the morning or sleep at night. They can stay up all night just by checking their mobile phones." A grandmother said, "I even suspect that someone has planted a poison in the mobile phone to suck people." Yang Qi until it sucks to death..."

As he spoke, Fu Minghui dropped his head and his face hit the table.

Fortunately, what was placed directly in front of her was a big, fluffy bun. If it were a dinner plate with eggs and meat on the side and a knife and fork, or a milk cup on the other side...

"Isn't he really dead?" The grandmother was startled.

The bold grandma came closer and shook her head, "He's not dead, he's just asleep."

In fact, Fu Minghui is still in a semi-confused state. From a neurophysiological point of view, it is the "Cito state."

It means that there is wakefulness in the drowsiness, and drowsiness in the wakefulness. It is neither completely awake nor completely asleep.

This state often stimulates creative inspiration, but Fu Minghui almost jumped up and kept saying, "No, no, I didn't sleep, I really didn't sleep, if I don't sleep, I won't sleep." "

"What's wrong with this child?" a grandfather asked, "He's so stunned."

"Yes, you are so sleepy, why don't you sleep?" said a grandma.

Fu Minghui shook his head and became completely awake.

Well, it turns out that even if you are extremely tired, you will fall asleep even after eating.

"I, I...I had a nightmare." She found an excuse to explain, otherwise she was not sure she could handle it if the senior group started gossiping.

"It's so scary, I..." she continued, "I don't dare to sleep. I will wait until noon when the Yang Qi is at its strongest."

"What a nightmare, you're so scared. Let's talk about it." Grandma Bold immediately became energetic.

"I forgot." Fu Minghui said. Seeing the surprised and disbelieving eyes of the elderly group, he quickly explained, "Isn't that what people dream about? I was scared to death at the time, and I will forget it when I wake up."

"Then you can't be so scared that you can't sleep."

"You will die if you don't sleep, okay?"

"Don't be superstitious at a young age. It's because your cerebral cortex is too excited. Go to bed quickly and listen to some relaxing music."

The senior group chatted with each other, and Fu Minghui had to say, "My nightmare is a TV series. If I go to sleep, it will continue from one episode to the next. It's annoying. Anyway, time flies. I'll sleep in the sun at noon to make sure it's okay."

"Are you scared by what happened on the fourth floor last night?" said a grandmother who usually gossips.

So everyone left Fu Minghui and gathered in front of the grandma.

Fu Minghui also went there with a pair of dark circles under his eyes because he wanted to know how Luo Zhao dealt with it.

As a result, I heard that the guard had an argument with someone during the day yesterday and lost the argument, so I felt extremely unconvinced. As a result, he sleepwalked in the middle of the night, fought with invisible people, and broke the door of 403.

After all, you have something to think about every day and something to dream about at night.

"Oh, 403, the kid wasn't hurt, was he?" Everyone was very concerned.

"That's okay." A grandfather sighed, "Anyway, I'm lying like a living dead and can't feel the outside world at all, otherwise I'd be really shocked."

"If it can really scare the child, it will be a great thing for that child." Another grandfather sighed.

"Then you have to repair the door quickly, otherwise 403's grandparents will be worried when they come."

"Workers came to repair it early in the morning. The security guard, the one who usually has a bad face, was suspended. Originally, he was not so angry that he would sleepwalk at night and fight back after a quarrel. Such a person Isn’t it dangerous to put it in the hospital?”

"Fortunately, no one was hurt. They are all immobile over there. If they were attacked, they wouldn't be able to fight back. Will they survive?"

"It would be a good thing for 402 if he died like that."

Fu Minghui listened to the discussion and knew that Luo Zhao had successfully covered up the matter.

At the same time, he felt sympathy for Luo Zhao.

No wonder they are called the Cleaning Department. Not only do they have to clean up what happens within the boundary, they also have to be responsible for cleaning up even if there is an accident in reality...

She tried her best to keep her eyes wide open, wishing she could close her eyelids with toothpicks, but she never saw Luo Zhao.

Very busy?

After finally waiting until the time when the hospital officially opened to the public, she was swinging a table tennis racket soullessly in the activity room, being tortured by her paraplegic grandfather across from her, and finally saw Chi Xin and Li Yu lying on the mobile bed arrive.

"A new person is coming, a new person is coming." Someone whispered excitedly.

Fu Minghui suddenly felt that she was not in a hospital, but in a prison.

Otherwise, why are everyone so excited about a new convalescent?

"Ouch, he's a Taoist priest. Apart from temples, this is the first time I've seen a Taoist priest in the mortal world."

Fu Minghui stood still. Anyway, the gossip would reach her ears in time.

Sure enough, in less than half an hour, when Chixin and Li Yu were taken to the ward on the fourth floor by medical staff, she got "first-hand" news.

"The little fat guy who didn't know anyone was in a car accident and became a vegetable."

"Ah, what a pity. He is so young. Even though he has his eyes closed, I think his face is very kind. Alas, why don't good people live long?"

Car accidents and sleepwalking are simply divine excuses to explain everything.

"Don't say that. I heard it. The hospital said that in his case, he is more likely to wake up. There is still hope."

"He lives in 407."

Oh, I actually live there, and I can't get too close to the aura left by Tong Xin.

"Could it be that it wasn't a car accident, but that he lost his soul after he failed in a battle to catch ghosts?"

Daring grandma, don’t tell me the truth, okay?

"You are crazy. You want to see ghosts every day! Where do ghosts come from in the world? Even if you think they are Taoist priests, you think they are ghost hunters. Nowadays, Taoist priests just do fortune telling and Feng Shui, okay?"

"I think that Taoist priest is very extraordinary."

"It doesn't matter, he has to come down to eat. We'll talk to him then."

"Don't ask someone to tell your fortune. You have to pay for it. You should also accept money. Taoist priests also have to live. Do you understand if you make money to eat?"

Amid the gossip, Fu Minghui observed three seconds of silence for Chi Xin.

Zhixin has a bad temper and is impatient. He doesn't know what will happen if he gets entangled with a talkative and meddlesome senior group.

First update.

I’m tired from writing and can’t lie down.

Just lie down and you will,

sleep.

After waking up,

The workstation is gone...

I made a good poem today, after I squinted a little and my cat took over my chair.