Did you get rid of the scumbag Bai Yueguang today [Rebirth]

Jiang scourge?How did Jiang scourge appear at the airport?

Is this hallucination?Or a memory from a previous life?

Soon, Xiang Lin was in no mood to tell the difference.

The gunshots outside the airport rang out again, every sound seemed to hit the depths of his mind. Intellectually, Xiang Lin knew that the pain in his body was only due to the inflamed appendix, but psychologically, Xiang Lin only felt that his whole body was in pain , The pain was so painful that I couldn't breathe.

This kind of pain is both familiar and strange, as if I just felt it not long ago, and it seems to be so long ago that it happened in the previous life.Even, Xiang Lin was not sure whether it was the pain in his body or the pain in his soul.Maybe it's the pain that I didn't have time to feel in the previous life, which was engraved in the soul and brought to this life?

Before closing his eyes, Xiang Lin thought in confusion: So in his previous life...he was shot to death.

"Xiang Lin? Xiang Lin?!" Jiang Mingyu's voice had changed.

Wei Nan helped Xiang Lin helplessly, and when he saw Jiang Mingyu flying towards him, he didn't even show too much astonishment, he just shouted: "Linzi suddenly fainted! What should I do? What should I do now?!"

When Xiang Lin woke up, the first thing he saw was the snow-white ceiling.Looking down, Xiang Lin realized that the drip was stuck on the back of his hand.On the stool beside the bed, Wei Nan was holding two bags with a sad face.

Finding that Xiang Lin woke up, Wei Nan's expression improved a lot: "I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death."

"What's wrong with me?" Xiang Lin looked around.It was a double room, the other bed was empty, and there was no sign of a third person in the whole room.Those just now were indeed hallucinations, Xiang Lin sighed softly.

"You suddenly fainted, and I don't know what happened." Wei Nan followed his gaze and looked around.After watching for a few seconds, Wei Nan realized: "Are you looking for Jiang Xueba? He went to discuss his condition with the doctor."

Xiang Lin was taken aback.

Wei Nan misunderstood his meaning: "Linzi, don't be afraid, it's not a serious illness. I heard Jiang Xueba translate a few sentences, and you should react accordingly."

"Response?" Xiang Lin didn't understand.

"Stress response." A cold voice came out, and Jiang Mingyu seemed to be pinching his teeth and walked in from the door. "In short, it is the individual response caused by a stressful stimulus. We just don't know what stimulated you. gone?"

Xiang Lin looked straight at the door: "Why are you here?"

"He came by plane." Jiang Mingyu explained in a low voice.

Xiang Lin:...

Wei Nan consciously gave up his seat: "Linzi, you don't know, I was so scared just now. You fainted suddenly. If Jiang Xueba didn't show up, I would really..."

Xiang Lin lazily gestured to seal his mouth, his gaze still fixed on Jiang Mingyu.

Wei Nan stopped understandingly: "Lend me Linzi's cell phone, I'll go and make a call with my parents."

After Wei Nan left, Xiang Lin said again, "What are you doing here?"

Jiang Mingyu didn't answer, but just sat on the stool Wei Nan gave up.

"Ask you, what are you doing here?" Xiang Lin pulled the quilt and buried half of his face in the snow-white quilt, only exposing his eyes and forehead.

Jiang Mingyu reached out and stroked Xiang Lin's forehead. After touching it for a while, he slightly tightened the corners of his mouth: "It's still burning."

Xiang Lin curled his lips, his eye circles were slightly red because of the fever.It may be related to the infusion, his pain has relieved a lot now, and his hunger is even more prominent.Hearing his stomach growl unsatisfactorily, Xiang Lin snatched up the quilt angrily and shrank his whole head in.

Jiang Mingyu stood up: "You lie down, I'll go buy something to eat."

Xiang Lin let out a cry, and opened it from under the quilt.When Jiang Mingyu walked outside the door, Xiang Lin said quietly: "What kind of kindness and great virtue, after so long, I have finished reporting it."

Jiang Mingyu turned around to look at Xiang Lin who was wrapped in the quilt again, and led him to the door.

After Jiang Mingyu left, the ward was completely quiet.The noise outside the building is more obvious, the gunshots bang bang bang, the screams of the crowd, and the loud noise after the collision of a car or something.

That's what the Civil War is, and that's what the gunfire is.Xiang Lin pricked his ears and paused for a while, confirming that the sound before falling into darkness in his previous life was a gunshot.

A person who grew up in a peaceful age, died under a stray bullet in a foreign country?This is really... After a few seconds of sighing, Xiang Lin finally realized the important point: at this time, he was lying in the hospital, so what about the flight?Is it already flying?

But looking at the chaos outside, maybe the flight won't leave for a while?Also, where is this hospital?How did you get here?

Xiang Lin thought to himself: When those two people come back later, they must remember to ask about the situation.With this thought in mind, Xiang Lin fell asleep again in a daze.

When he woke up again, the whole room was dark.

Xiang Lin was stunned, and quickly checked the infusion bag. There was still a little medicine left in the bag. If he woke up a dozen or ten minutes later, he would only have to infuse air.

"What's going on in this hospital?" In the darkness, Xiang Lin used the moonlight to press the buttons on the bedside one by one.Nothing happens.He frowned slightly, got up and went to the lamp beside my bed.Still no response.

"The power went out?" Thinking of this possibility, Xiang Lin reached out to touch the phone.The pocket was empty, and Xiang Lin remembered that he had lent Wei Nan his phone just before falling asleep.

It's just a phone call to your parents. You haven't come back after calling for so long?And that scourge, who said he was going to buy food, why didn't he buy it back after dark?And no matter how backward it was, it was still a hospital after all, how could it be possible that no medical staff came to see it after a power outage for so long?

The more Xiang Lin thought about it, the more his heart sank.

Seeing the bottom of the infusion bag, Xiang Lin took a deep breath, first pulled out the needle by himself, and listened for a few minutes with his ears pricked up.It was quiet outside the building, there was no sound of people or gunshots.As if those sounds before falling asleep were just hallucinations, Xiang Lin was silent for a few seconds, sat up and walked towards the window.

Through the moonlight outside the window, he could vaguely see broken buildings, and even corpses that hadn't arrived or been dragged away on the street.

Xiang Lin has watched this kind of scene countless times on TV, but this is the first time he has actually seen it with his own eyes—even in his previous life, he fell into darkness after being shot, and the last scene in his eyes was Jiang Mingyu frowning poker face.

Seeing the battlefield and corpses in person, Xiang Lin's mind went blank for a few seconds. Then, he quickly turned around and closed the curtains, and walked towards the door lightly.

Don't, don't, don't have dead bodies and blood all over the place.While chanting silently, Xiang Lin clasped the doorknob, pressed it lightly, and pressed down a little bit harder. Following Xiang Lin's movements, the doorknob was slightly twisted, and then the door slid open silently.

The corridor was bathed in the pale moonlight, and there seemed to be a long strip of things on the ground not far away.

Before Xiang Lin poked his head to look, there was a sudden gunshot.

Xiang Lin quickly closed the door.

After the gunshot, there was a string of local dialects, followed by several gunshots.As if to match the progress in the hospital, there were noises from the originally silent street. After the crackling sound, a flame was ignited somewhere, and the curtains were faintly glowing red.

Xiang Lin leaned his back against the wall, chanting to be calm over and over again.

Sweat slid down his forehead and dripped on his eyelashes, as if his eyelids had been wet with tears.But Xiang Lin really didn't cry, he just wiped his eyes and reminded himself to stay calm again.

The civil war in a foreign country, the life and death of Jiang Mingyu and Wei Nan are uncertain, at this time all I can do is stay calm.Taking a few deep breaths, Xiang Lin turned and leaned against the wall.He pressed his ear against the wall and listened carefully for a long time before he was sure that the gunshots were not on this floor.

Recalling the flashback just now, Xiang Lin confirmed that the thing lying in the corridor was most likely a person, or in other words, it used to be a person.

There are corpses in the corridor, indicating that this floor has been swept.As for why he was lucky or not, Xiang Lin thought about it, and felt that either the assailant didn't enter the door, or the habit of sleeping with his head covered helped a lot.

Whatever the reason, it's good to be alive.

Xiang Lin patted his cheek and forced himself to cheer up - Mom, Dad and Feifei were still waiting at home, Jiang Mingyu and Wei Nan's life and death were unknown, at this time, he had to work hard to survive.

The gunshots continued for a while, and then became quieter again, but the dialect continued. Xiang Lin analyzed the tone of his voice, and it should be the sound of cursing.After the gunshots stopped completely, Xiang Lin counted another 120 quietly before moving to the door again.

It was very quiet outside the corridor, except for the intermittent cursing, Xiang Lin didn't hear any other voices.This is also a good thing, at least it means that this floor is temporarily safe. He was about to open the door again to check the situation when he suddenly heard a small rustling sound.

Xiang Lin was taken aback, and returned to the bedside to hold the infusion stand.

The rustling sounds are intermittent, if you don't listen carefully, it is easy to be ignored.Xiang Lin listened carefully for a while, holding his breath, and confirmed that the voice did not belong to only one person, at least, it was the voice of two or three people.

at this time?Wandering quietly?These people are likely to be survivors in troubled times just like themselves.But the other party's nationality is unknown, and the faction is also unknown, even if they are both descended from Tianya, they cannot approach rashly.What's more, there must be more than one room on this floor, and it's not likely that they will enter this room.

After making up his mind, Xiang Lin dragged the infusion stand towards the bed and hid.At the same time, the rustling stopped outside the door.

Xiang Lin was taken aback, and then saw the metal reflection on the door—this was only when the doorknob was twisted.

The doorknob was twisted, which meant that these people were going to come in.Why did you choose this one?Squinting his eyes slightly, Xiang Lin tightly held the infusion stand.

The door was pushed open, and a tall and thin figure slid in silently through the gap.Seeing the wide open quilt, the figure obviously froze for an instant.Behind him, another figure followed.

"Where's the person? Isn't Linzi here?" Wei Nan's suppressed voice came over.

When the door was opened, Xiang Lin was stunned for a moment.Hearing Wei Nan's voice, he slowly stood up from behind the bed.

Behind Wei Nan, there was a small exclamation.Wei Nan quickly turned around and covered the man's mouth: "stop, quiet, bequiet."

The figure in front of Wei Nan froze for a moment, then quickly stepped forward and hugged Xiang Lin tightly.