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Although Zhao Wei felt that the words "find a way" were a little unreliable, but now that he was at the end of his rope, he could only trust Yin Haoran.

Then he picked up a chopstick of vegetables and ate them, which made him feel a little warmer in his stomach and made him feel much more comfortable.

At this time, he heard Yin Haoran ask him again, "Then what happened to you next? How did you find me here?"

When he asked such a question, Zhao Wei felt that he couldn't eat anymore.

It's really the next thing...

He woke up not long after arriving at the hospital. Apart from his arm muscle damage, he had no other problems, but he was still staying in the hospital.

He lives in a room for eight people—he has never experienced such hardship since he was a child.

And there are all kinds of people in the hospital, the old man who plays the radio when he gets up early in the morning, the old man who snores in the middle of the night, and the guy who plays Doudizhu all night long with the volume turned on.

It can be said that the ward where he lives has never stopped.

In addition, there are all kinds of noisy smells. He will not mention the smell of food mixed together. There are also smells of feet, farts, and sour sweat... which makes him feel that his nose is going to swell all the time. It exploded.

But just like that, he endured it all, and resolutely did not transfer double or single rooms.

Because the crowd makes him feel safe.

Even those disgusting smells of Bala made him feel that he was still in the world.

Zhao Wei spent two days in the hospital like this, during which many friends came to see him, but they couldn't stay for more than 3 minutes, and were forced to retreat by the situation in the room.

But he still persisted, and even felt that his body began to emit the same smell as the patient's body.

Because he hasn't changed his clothes for two days.

Just when Zhao Wei felt that he was getting used to it, his friend called him and said that Xie Lijun's parents had pulled up a white banner downstairs in his house, saying that he was a murderer or something, and hired a group of old, weak, sick and disabled Squat there.

He couldn't get angry when he heard it. He didn't take care of them when something happened, so he really thought he was easy to talk to?

So he looked at the big sun outside and decided to go home—of course, driving Xie Lijun's parents away was one thing, and on the other hand he had to pack a few clothes and bring them.

That's right, he plans to stay in the hospital for a while longer.

After leaving the hospital, Zhao Wei took a taxi and ran home.

He didn't dare to sit in the co-pilot this time, but climbed into the back seat.

He didn't have a good rest these days, and he smelled the normal fresh air, Zhao Wei felt a little sleepy.

But he didn't dare to take a nap, and even felt a little churning in his heart.

He tried to force himself to think about things, but when he thought about it, he vaguely thought that the Land Cruiser was useless. Although the Corvette could still be repaired, he didn't dare to drive it.

He still has a few cars in his garage, but some he doesn't like, some are uncomfortable to drive...

Just thinking about it is a thrill.

Because the two recent incidents are really related to the car, which really made him feel that he has a shadow in his heart.

But he still persuaded himself, the last two times were in the middle of the night, so it was broad daylight...

Maybe it's really because of this that the whole journey was very smooth, especially because I didn't catch up with a red light, so it went smoothly.

But when they arrived home in about ten minutes, they still encountered some problems.

There was a little traffic jam on the next road, so they got into a small alley to make a detour.

This road is not too wide, it can be regarded as two lanes at most.

In such a situation, I drove to the end, only to find a huge gravel truck parked at the intersection, blocking the exit.

What is even more annoying is that the driver is not in the car, and he didn't even leave a phone number.

The taxi driver originally wanted to retreat, but at this time a few more cars came behind, blocking the escape route.

The driver scolded, and Zhao Wei also felt annoyed.

During the day, isn't the urban area not allowed to enter large vehicles?

What's going on?Not only did it come in, but the driver didn't know what to do, and I really don't know what to think.

And in just such a short time, many cars followed behind, probably avoiding traffic jams, and they were all honking their horns.

Zhao Wei's brain ached from the noise.

So he pushed the door open and got out of the car, "Don't press it, didn't you see that the front is blocking it, and there is no one in the car, so you can't drive if you press it again."

Several drivers also got out of the car, scolding the driver of the big car who was out of tune, and some suggested calling the traffic police team.

The taxi driver also got down and came up with an idea, instead of waiting here for the big truck driver who doesn't know when he will be back, it's better to return the car and make a detour.

Everyone pondered for a while, and felt that the same was the case, so they all got into their cars one after another, and backed out little by little.

This is not a difficult thing, but the driver of the car following the taxi is a novice.

The other cars have already gone out, and he is still muttering "sit tight before starting, and check the instrumentation inside the car".

And it's hard to get started, as soon as the car is reversed, the engine is turned off, and when the car is reversed, the engine is turned off.

Five meters of road, creeping for 10 minutes.

Then the man opened the car window and said to Zhao Wei and the taxi driver with a mournful face, "I really didn't buy my driver's license."

Zhao Wei: ...

taxi driver:……

The taxi driver asked Zhao Wei, "Can you drive?"

Zhao Wei nodded without thinking too much.

"Then help him out, and I'll follow you in the car."

Although Zhao Wei still had some psychological shadows, it was not easy to refuse, so he had to do so.

So he sat in the driver's seat of the car, and the taxi driver got into the car.

Zhao Wei lit up and wanted to retreat.

But at this moment, the gravel truck in front suddenly slipped and started to back up by itself...

Zhao Wei and the novice driver yelled at the taxi in front of them, but it was too late. Almost instantly, the taxi was crushed by the gravel truck.

The sand and gravel also poured down, and it felt like only a few seconds later, the taxi was completely buried by the sand and gravel.

Both Zhao Wei and the novice driver sitting in the co-pilot were frightened.

After a few more seconds, Zhao Wei cursed "Fuck", and then told the novice driver, "Call the police!"

He ran down from the car by himself, wanting to go up to see the situation.

You don't need to look at him to know that the taxi driver is hopeless!

He kicked those gravels and cursed a series of "Fuck Fuck Fuck", thinking that this world is really fucked up!

At the same time, I don’t understand, even if the gravel truck slipped, the taxi is still some distance away, the driver should back up quickly, and he can dodge it to some extent, why doesn’t he hide at all.

Yin Haoran heard that the meat in his mouth almost fell into the bowl, "This... another one died?"

Zhao Wei nodded, "I asked a friend later, when the taxi driver was dug out, his posture seemed to be bending over, and he still held a mobile phone in his hand. He probably dropped it and was picking it up, so I didn’t see the gravel car slipping backwards.”

After he finished talking about this matter, his original appetite seemed to be gone again.

Yin Haoran and Gu Runan were also thoughtful.

The three accidents all happened around Zhao Wei.

It doesn't take much intelligence to discover that all three accidents have something to do with the car.

It was as if there was a force in the dark that controlled everyone around him to die in a car accident.

Yin Haoran asked Zhao Wei, "Is there anyone else?"

Zhao Wei understood what Yin Haoran meant, he shook his head, "No, it's gone, but after that day..."

After the taxi driver had an accident, he vomited beside him.

Don't even dare to sit in a police car...

Fortunately, the police didn't make things difficult for him, and let him go after telling him what happened.

He was not in the mood to go home to find Xie Lijun's parents, let alone take a car, so he walked down the street in a daze.

He could hear his cell phone ringing, but he wasn't in the mood to answer it.

After walking like this for an unknown amount of time, he returned to the inpatient section of the hospital, and then lay down on the bed, all the noise and stench around him were automatically blocked by him.

I just lay down all night without any appetite to eat. In the end, I was so groggy that I didn't know if I fell asleep or not, and I didn't even know if it was reality or a dream.

If this is a dream, but he knows what is happening around him, he can see the uncle on his left, looking at the small picture book that the person who sells some kind of medicine came to the ward.

The man on his right can be seen holding his girlfriend's hand to make a pledge of eternal love, but his girlfriend is covering her nose with her hand.

You can also see the guy sitting on the bed with the bed under your feet, playing King of Kings with a domestic machine with a subwoofer...

But if you want to say that this is reality, he didn't even turn his head, it is impossible to have such a wide perspective.

What's more, the driver who died during the day was lying on the bed rail under his feet in a distorted posture that could not be a human standing, with deformed limbs and distorted joints.

There were wounds all over his body, and he was still bleeding drippingly, and one of his eyes was still half-dangling in the air, seemingly falling...

But at this moment, Zhao Wei couldn't even scream!

His limbs were heavy as if frozen in ice, the terrifying scene made him forget to breathe, only the heart in his chest was beating violently.

He felt that he should have encountered a ghost press, but he didn't know how to break free from this state.

He tried hard to move his little finger, but exhausted all his strength, but he couldn't even lift it up.

He also heard that dirty words can be used to drive away dirty things, but his lips seemed to be stuck by 502, and he couldn't move at all.

So he could only curse in his heart, but it was of no use at all.

And the driver kept watching him struggle repeatedly with numb and indifferent eyes, but remained motionless.

After a while, the driver seemed to be dissatisfied with staying at the end of the bed, and began to crawl towards the bed tentatively.

At this moment, Zhao Wei hated himself so much that he once took the girl to watch the Grudge because he wanted to pick up the girl, because the driver's appearance was exactly the same as the Kayako lying on the stairs, even the skin color was so the same!