flying switch

"Rong Rong?"

Zhong Rong opened his eyes, his cheeks were brushed by his mother's cold and rough fingertips, and he couldn't help shivering.Mother wanted to take back her hand, but he gently pulled her back.He got up and reached for the bell, and asked his mother in a low voice, "How is it?"

Mother didn't speak, but squeezed his fingers.

Zhong Rong swallowed tears: "What do you want to eat?"

"I've been asleep for a long time?" Mother looked out of the dark window and at the sleeping opposite bed, "Why, didn't you go home, rest?"

Her voice was hoarse, her breathing was short and weak, and she had to divide a sentence into several paragraphs with difficulty.

"I slept all day, I got off work early today." Zhong Rong raised his hand to touch his mother's hair, feeling sore in his heart: "The doctor will be here soon, you must tell the doctor if you have anything."

Under the moonlight, the mother's eyes could not be revealed, Zhong Rong was worried, and emphasized again: "Don't say it's okay, just tell me wherever it hurts or feels uncomfortable!"

"Okay, okay..." Mother softly grabbed his hand, "Small, don't wake others up."

Zhong Rong couldn't be amused by the little humor. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he hurriedly got up and got out of his position, and saw the faces of the people who came—the strange nurse and Dr. Qian.

Zhong Rong frowned in doubt: Dr. Qian was also there last night, was he on night shift for two days?

Of course, Dr. Qian couldn't hear his doubts. With his back turned to him, he asked various questions softly while examining his mother.The nurse was beside him, and the two dutifully worked.In order to facilitate the inspection, the bedside lamp was turned on, and the light showed the mother's expression.

The face of the usual mother smiling while enduring the pain.

Zhong Rong suddenly lowered his head, clenched his fists tightly, barely able to stop his tears.

Thunder rumbled outside the window, and the rain began to patter heavily.

The nurse and mother turned around after confirming, and leaned over to pull him to the door and whispered: "Nothing unusual, observe in three days to see if surgery is needed. Before that, it's best to make preparations."

Zhong Rong nodded: "Okay."

Qian Shuichong looked back at the window, and gently helped Rong Qiqi pull up the quilt: "It's raining these days, be careful not to catch a cold."

Rong Qiqi smiled slightly: "Okay, thank you Doctor Qian."

"Just call me Xiaoqian." Qian Shuichong pinched the test result and turned off the bedside lamp for Rong Qiqi. "Sleep a little longer? It will be dawn soon."

Rong Qiqi felt like Shui Yun to him, she looked at Zhong Rong from time to time, her eyes were full of worry.Qian Shuichong settled her down without saying anything.

The sound of the rain stopped getting louder, Qian Shuichong stood up and walked towards the door.

The mirage environment has changed.During the day when Zhong Rong left the hospital and tonight when he was sleeping soundly, there was almost no rain. Qian Shuichong went to the men's bathroom to feel the temperature, but he didn't feel the coolness.But at this moment, the rain fell with Zhong Rong waking up, and the temperature in the hospital also dropped.

Zhong Rong can no longer leave the hospital these days, or in other words, he cannot leave Zhong Rong too far.Zhong Rong didn't know when he left the hospital during the day yesterday, causing everything in the hospital to become extremely blurred. He was stuck in it and dizzy, and when he wanted to leave, he realized that he couldn't leave the hospital.Unable to do anything, and worrying about Zhong Rong's situation in vain, wasting a day in vain.

And the results of the inspection... Rong Qiqi's situation is much worse than he thought, let alone a month, a week is probably the limit.

How should he tell Zhong Rong about this?

Qian Shuichong pushed open the door heavily, and the voices of the nurse and Zhong Rong came from a distance, and the words "your mother" and "not well" could be vaguely heard.He froze for a moment, quickly closed the door, and walked towards the two of them.

"...Your mother's current state is no longer suitable for multiple operations. The worst case is any day within this week," the nurse said seriously, "You have to be mentally prepared."

"Boom—"

Thunder came from the small window at the end of the corridor, and lightning dragged the shadows of several people.

Zhong Rong stood there with his head down, swayed in a daze, then turned around suddenly and walked away slowly.Qian Shuichong couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so he simply reached out and stopped the nurse who was walking this way to ask for leave: "I can't come for the morning rounds."

The nurse frowned: "What?!"

"Find someone to replace me," Qian Shuichong stared at Zhong Rong sternly, and dismissed the nurse casually, "I'm sorry, I'll treat you to a meal later."

Zhong Rong stared blankly at the tiles under his feet, struggling to breathe because of the gaps between the tiles.He could feel something crazily gushing in his heart, but he couldn't feel what it was, as if his brain blocked everything for him.

"Zhong Rong, Zhong Rong!" He grabbed him with both hands, and he looked over numbly. The man opened and closed his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Come to think of it, this is Dr. Qian.

Stop talking.

He tried to shake off the hand that was grabbing his wrist, but failed.The lights went out, and he was consumed by exhaustion in the darkness, all he wanted was to sigh.Before Dr. Qian let go, he no longer tried to shake him off, turned around and continued walking aimlessly.

The road collapsed silently, he stepped on the air, lost his balance and fell to the hard ground...

Someone rushed ahead of him, he bumped into someone, and was immediately enveloped in a clean smell.The man hugged him, and he unconsciously squinted his eyes, dawdling at the collar in front of him.

It smells so clean and feels so comfortable.

Looks like deja vu, where have you seen it?

He no longer wanted to resist, and slowly fell into the arms of this person.

Qian Shuichong's heart almost stopped beating.Zhong Rong was in a trance, as if lost, he didn't respond to his words, and didn't look at his feet.

He walked towards the stairway blankly, struggling to pull him, and almost rolled down the steps directly.Fortunately, Qian Shuichong reacted quickly. When the lights were dark, he felt the weight of the person in his hand. He rushed out quickly, stepped on the next step with one foot, and was on the same floor as Zhong Rong with the other. He stood in front of Zhong Rong and let him fall into his arms. That's all right.

Qian Shuichong breathed a little anxiously, and when he heard the sound of rain hitting the glass, he hugged Zhong Rong's waist in fear.

If he didn't follow, then Zhong Rong...

That is actually in reality, could it be that Zhong Rong...

Qian Shuichong didn't dare to think about it anymore, hugged Zhong Rong and rubbed his cheek against his hair, feeling the tingle before he felt relieved.

Zhong Rong obediently let him hug him, no longer struggling like before.

The sound of the rain became quieter, Qian Shuichong heard Zhong Rong's steady and long breathing, felt something was wrong, lowered his head and called him: "Zhong Rong?"

Zhong Rong didn't reply, just fell asleep with his eyes closed near his collar.

The corridor was plunged into silent darkness, Qian Shuichong quietly waited for Zhong Rong, who was leaning against him in a shallow sleep, to fall asleep, and used this time to let his eyes adapt to the darkness.

The outline of the stairs appeared in front of his eyes, and the faint map on the wall caught his attention.The surface of the map was distorted and changed. He caught the tail of the change, but he was too far away and noticed it too late, so he didn't see the change clearly.

Perhaps a hidden door?

Zhong Rong's breathing became more and more steady, Qian Shuichong gently lifted his thighs, and hugged him like a child, making him feel the slightest discomfort, and slowly moved to the map for a closer look.Looking at the map up close, it looks the same as before. He must have been one step too late and missed the short-lived change on the map.

Qian Shuichong wrote down the time at this moment, two o'clock, and decided to come to the corridor in advance tomorrow and wait.

It's not appropriate to carry Zhong Rong back to Rong Qiqi's place. There is a bed in the duty room, which is much more comfortable than sleeping on the accompanying bed.Qian Shuichong supported Zhong Rong, walked back to the sixth floor with the most steady pace, and set off for the unoccupied duty room at the end of the corridor.

Zhong Rong didn't move and let him move, sleeping on his shoulder.Qian Shuichong put him lightly on the clean bed, helped him take off his coat and shoes, covered him with a quilt, and looked at Zhong Rong's obedient sleeping face with some novelty.

Zhong Rong has never shown such an expression, and Wu Zhong rarely has such an expression.

The corners of Zhong Rong's mouth curled up slightly, as if he was stuck in a sweet dream.

What did he dream about?

Did you dream about getting along with your mother?

Is the illusion before Wuzhong the relationship with the mother when she was not sick?

How did he survive by himself? For such a long time, alone, who can give him comfort and company?

The corners of Qian Shuichong's mouth were tense, but his hands were too light to help Zhong Rong tuck the quilt, patted him from the air to let him continue to sleep, and left silently towards [-].He had to tell Rong Qiqi that Zhong Rong fell asleep, so as not to worry her.

"Zhong Rong fell asleep in the doctor's duty room, you don't have to worry," Qian Shuichong stepped forward quickly to stop Rong Qiqi from getting up, "Be careful of the wound."

Rong Qiqi grabbed his hand with eager eyes: "Rong Rong, sleep, okay?"

Qian Shuichong shook Rong Qiqi's weak fingers comfortingly: "He slept well, you don't have to worry."

"You are here, looking for something," Rong Qiqi said with difficulty, "Hurry up, find, take, him, go out..."

Qian Shuichong was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Rong Qiqi's words.

Rong Qiqi was short of breath, worried that he didn't understand, and said: "The map, the time, are in the pocket watch, take him out, take him out!"

Such a direct reminder made it difficult for Qian Shuichong to react for a while, but Rong Qiqi's hoarse words "take him out" dispelled all doubts of Qian Shuichong.He looked seriously at the woman in front of him who had been suffering from illness for a long time, and nodded solemnly: "Okay."

Reluctance and ease appeared in Rong Qiqi's eyes: "Thank you, thank you."

Qian Shuichong quickly shook his head: "I should thank you for your reminder."

The corners of Rong Qiqi's eyes were shining, he didn't speak any more, he closed his eyes slowly, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

Qian Shuichong got up with complicated emotions, left [-] silently, and sorted out his thoughts at the door.

Rong Qiqi knew the way to leave here. According to what she said, she had to find clues to the treasure to leave the illusion.Unlike what the witch said, this is probably the second way.In other words, the customs clearance conditions have changed, and what Rong Qiqi said is the correct way to leave the illusion.

The hint is the map, and the time is in the pocket watch... The map will change. Could it be said that the changing time will be revealed by the watch?But the pocket watch was only opened a crack, and he couldn't open any more.

Rong Qiqi knows the customs clearance conditions, did she really exist or is she just an NPC?Why is she so eager to let herself take Zhong Rong out of here? Does she know when she will die?

Whether he follows the witch's route or Rong Rongqi's route, Zhong Rong may experience Rong Rongqi's death again, unless he takes Zhong Rong out of the illusion ahead of time.There is not much time left for him.

Just to be on the safe side, follow the Rongsaki line.

So first of all, let the rain stop.Just like when he fell asleep, Zhong Rong didn't resist the embrace, and even felt relieved.In other words, he had to be by Zhong Rong's side.

It was still early in the sunrise, Qian Shuichong looked at the oppressive lights of the hospital, made up his mind, sent a text message to his colleagues, and walked towards the duty room.