HP Wendy's crossing running account

Yun Ting's consciousness gradually became clear.

She can recall being in a lab accident.Judging from the smell at that time, it was the leakage of nitric acid and aniline reagents. She still remembered that a large amount of nitric acid had entered 302 at noon that day.Nitric acid, when it comes to aromatics, most of the products are relatives of TNT and yellow powder, okay?

Judging from the last memory, it really was... Did it explode?

Do you know how big the fire is?It’s better not to spread. There are still dozens of tanks of methane and hydrogen in the warehouse on the second floor. If there is also an explosion there, the entire building will be lost.And the radioactive lab on the first floor...

Yun Ting couldn't help but smile wryly in her heart, it seemed to her that there was more danger than good luck, and she still had time to care about these things.But if he died like this, he would be considered a devotion to science.I'm afraid that I'm afraid of extensive burns all over my body, and I'd rather die than lie on a hospital bed.

Now that I have been thinking wildly for a while, it seems that the thing called "free will" has not left me.There is no evidence for the existence of such a thing as the soul, so, "It seems that I am not dead yet."

Rao Yunting, a "classical lady" who practiced so hard that Mount Tai collapsed in front of her face without changing her color, also made mental preparations for a while, causing acid burns to her eyeballs, disfigurement from glass shards, deafness caused by loud noises, extensive burns all over her body, and fibrous lungs. Chemical poisoning, chemical reagent poisoning, disability or paraplegia from being hit by large instruments or beams, leukemia caused by radioactive overdose, etc., before trying to wake up and accept the reality.

The worst is nothing more than the superposition of all these.

Even a person who is deaf, blind, and paralyzed still has his thoughts and can make a living by writing articles.Hawking only had one finger to move, didn't he survive?If one is unlucky and encounters a fatal situation such as excessive poisoning or radioactive pollution, one simply does not need to think about a way out.

In short, it is useless to think too much, and it is just to obey the destiny.

The first thing to do is to confirm your physical condition.

Yun Ting calmed down and tried to feel and adjust his breathing.He stopped inhaling, felt a sense of suffocation after a few seconds, then relaxed, his breathing became rapid and deep, and he could clearly feel the rise and fall of his chest.Very good, breathing can be controlled by myself, that is to say, there is no ventilator, which means that at least the respiratory system is fine.I can feel the rise and fall of the chest, and the possibility of high paraplegia has also been greatly reduced.

After adjusting the breathing, the mind seems to be more clear.

Yun Ting let go of his senses to feel his surroundings, and could faintly hear some noises, as if many people were talking together far away.Hearing also appears to be normal.

You can feel something pressing on your body, like a blanket or something.Move your fingers, and the touch tells Yun Ting that there is a slightly rough cloth underneath.

Overall, the situation is likely to be much better than imagined, because there are many places where there is touch and so far there is no pain in the whole body.However, a strong bad feeling rose in Yun Ting's heart.

She snapped her eyes open.

The first thing to see is the ceiling made of stone.

Yun Ting closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then stretched out her right hand from the blanket, spread her five fingers in front of her, and then slowly opened her eyes.

The background is still the shadowy stone ceiling.The hand on the background is fleshy, pink and tender, and the five fingers are short and small.

"It's not my hand!"

Yun Ting knew where the bad feeling before came from.First, the sensation in the fingers has become visibly dull.She has always relied on those jade-like hands to eat, and the tactile sense of her fingertips is different from that of ordinary people.The next thing that's wrong is the air.There was no smell of disinfectant and alcohol in the air, but a faint, cold and musty smell.This smell triggered her memories of the continuous rainy season in her hometown.

"Now there are two problems. First, I am not in my body. Second, I am probably not in Harbin."

Yun Ting felt her heart beating violently, and her raised right hand weakly fell back to her side.The sound of blood vessels "boom, boom" echoed in her head, making her dizzy.

cross!

Now Yun Ting is extremely grateful to Aqi for reading those boring novels that Aqi helped her to read, allowing her to quickly react to the situation in front of her.She gritted her teeth, her brain running fast.

First of all, the condition of this body. Judging from the small fleshy hands, the original owner is a child, aged between 4 and 6 years old.Gender... Yun Ting reached out and touched the inner thigh... Very good, female.The original owner should have died of illness, because after the excitement just now, Yun Ting felt exhausted all over his body, dizzy for a while, and when he touched it with his hand, except for the sweat in his hand, the temperature of his forehead was still a little high (it seems that he burned before sweating) not light).

Children's soul wear is not bad, and the possibility of getting away with it is very high.

As for the appearance, first I reached out and touched the face around, it was fleshy and smooth, and the nose, mouth and eyes were not crooked.With a sigh of relief, it seems that it is not some ugly girl's disabled counterattack drama, and her nutritional status is still passable, so there is no need for Aunt Dou for the time being.The specifics will have to wait until she finds the mirror.

Then she touched her hair.Ok?curvy!Yun Ting choked for a moment, grabbed a lock of hair and pulled it before his eyes.Golden yellow, winding into a graceful wavy arc.

Yun Ting sighed, it seems that the primary problem has become language.She's now pretty sure she didn't inherit the original owner's memories, nor was she gifted a ready-made language pack.Although it is not too late for children to learn, the problem is that they are likely to be caught.If possible, she didn't want to pretend to be amnesia or dumb, and the excuse of being confused was only a temporary excuse.The most important thing is that the stone ceiling, blankets, robes, and golden hair are easily reminiscent of medieval Europe. It is not worth being burned as a heretic.

She sighed helplessly, if it was really a language barrier, she would have nothing to think about.The only way is to keep your mouth shut and observe the people around you to secretly learn these two things. If you are asked urgently, you have to pretend to be sick and cry.

After making up his mind, Yun Ting stood up and prepared to observe the surrounding environment.

This body was really weak, and it took her a lot of effort just to sit up, and it was worse than her original "pale classical lady" skin.

This is a rectangular stone room.The tiles on the floor are well wiped down, but there's no denying the age of the house.

There is a small window on one wall, and the outside is a dense iron railing, and the gloomy sky is in the gap of the railing.

There is a set of wooden tables and chairs in a corner by the window, and it can be vaguely seen that it was originally a thick and bold style.The trim on the back of the chair was chipped and chipped.There are some books and half-patched fabrics piled on the table, and a simple desk lamp stands in one corner.A trembling wire came down from the desk lamp, sticking to the corner of the wall and leading to the door.

desk lamp!If still on Earth, the time frame can be narrowed down to after the end of the 19th century.The danger alert of being burned to death was lifted.

Opposite the table and chairs is a tall wooden cabinet with a glass door on the upper part. You can see some bottles and cans on the shelf inside, including a brown bottle.Yun Ting squinted his eyes, trying to see the words on the bottle clearly, but the angle was wrong, but he saw something that looked like an "e".The door of the lower part of the cabinet was half open, and inside was a large roll of gauze.

There were two iron canopy beds side by side in the room, and she herself lay on the one that was closer to the window and away from the door.On the bed were linen-colored and somewhat rough sheets, a buckwheat core pillow, and a thick brown blanket.

Apart from the table, chair, cabinet and two beds, the room was clean and there was nothing else.

Yun Ting pursed his mouth, moved his body, and continued to look at the bottles and cans through the glass, trying to find more clues.She had basically figured out that this was a room similar to an infirmary, but the condition seemed to be at least 50 years behind the time she wore it.The specific age can only be speculated through commonly used medical drugs.

At this moment, there was the sound of the door being opened with a "pong" from behind, a gust of cold wind swept in, and then a woman's voice of "cheeping and quaking".

The author has something to say:

Suddenly, I felt like I was on the road of no return to whitewash the orphanage. . .

The promised whitewashing of the Dark Lord, fall!

It seems that "T" "N" "T" is blocked, don't know why. □□, □□, and nitrocellulose are all powerful explosives.