[Shahai] Husband's Secret

Chapter 2

The air was full of the smell of disinfectant, and Qi Yu realized that she was dreaming again after she found that she was standing in the corridor of the hospital and the patients in a hurry could pass through her body.

Qi Yu is very used to dreaming, and her dreams are very interesting.In Qi Yu's dreams, she always observes the things in the dream from the perspective of others from the third perspective.She never participates, but once the dream starts she can't leave it at all.

So her gaze stayed on the half-opened door, and a young woman's voice came out: "The patient on the sixth floor who is suspected of having a brain injury is really strange."

"What's strange?" Another young female voice sounded, and Qi Yu realized that the two people in the room were talking.She stood at the door and looked in. Two girls in white coats with thermos cups were chatting.

"During the routine examination, I touched his arm and found that the patient's physical fitness is stronger than that of a professional athlete." She is not a curious person, but she is deeply impressed by this taciturn patient.

"Come on, Liang Wan, do you have a good impression of the young man because he is handsome? If you want me to say, it is true, isn't he a memory disorder and seems to have forgotten everything? That blurred and helpless little look is really easy to irritate Motherly love for little girls." The short-haired girl rolled her eyes and said.

"I just think he's unusual, so I'm not interested in the patient. You don't know, the muscle fiber density of the patient surnamed Zhang is very high. I asked the instructor that this type of muscle, called will, needs to be developed after a long period of body and consciousness. It can only be formed through a highly unified exercise. I just think that he is unusual." Liang Wan said as he took a sip of the wolfberry water in the thermos.

"That's right, look at that man's extremely long fingers. Normal people's fingers would never grow like that." The short-haired girl ate a piece of white rabbit toffee, squinted her eyes and said, "After changing the mixed medicine recently, the patient finally I can sleep for a long time. From this, my memory should be restored soon.”

Liang Wan stood up suddenly, and said in the surprised eyes of his best friend: "It's time, I'll go to the ward round." After speaking, he took the medical records and walked outside.

And Qi Yu is also with this girl named Liang Wan. In her dreams, the story line is often very clear, but the faces of the people who have experienced things in the dreams are always blurred.It's like turning on the soft light effect in the beauty face to [-]% when taking a photo, Qi Yu will never be able to see the faces of these people clearly.

Qi Yu followed the young girl upstairs and noticed the sign on the poster on the wall: The First Affiliated Hospital of Peking University.

During Liang Wan's ward rounds, Qi Yu was sitting on a chair resting beside him.After Liang Wan checked all the wards on the sixth floor, Qi Yu noticed that Liang Wan walked back and stopped outside Ward 603.

Qi Yu can often feel a lot of emotions from his dreams, most of which come from the protagonist of each dream.But at this moment, the intern doctor named Liang Wan's heart was beating very fast. She was staring at the man obediently lying on the hospital bed, with a feeling in her eyes that she couldn't even explain.

Qi Yu looked at the sign that recorded the patient: Zhang Qiling, 27 years old, suspected of brain damage leading to memory impairment.

Qi Yu followed Liang Wan into the ward, and found a bed next to Zhang Qiling.It seems that he was accompanied by a caregiver, but he is not in the room now that he has gone out.

To be honest, the intern entered the secret lover's ward and observed his sleeping face while he was asleep.As an onlooker, Qi Yu felt a little embarrassed.

Then Qi Yu found that the man sleeping soundly on the bed was talking in his sleep, which was vague and intermittent whispers in his sleep.Qi Yu felt that he seemed to be possessed by a demon, so he bent down and moved closer to the man.

Then Qi Yu heard what he kept repeating: time doesn't work on this matter.

What do you mean, Qi Yu was a little confused.

But sleep talking is sleep talking, which is meaningless and unintelligible.

Qi Yu rubbed her head, and after standing up, another sentence passed into her head: Our time is running out.

This sentence made Qi Yu who stood up tremble all over, and Qi Yu felt very uncomfortable for some unknown reason.

She always felt that this sentence was very familiar, and she had heard it somewhere.

02: 59.

After Qi Yu woke up, she stared at the wooden beams for a while before realizing that she was in Wushanju, and her nightdress was soaked in cold sweat from the dream just now.It took her a while to sit up and get out of the uncomfortable atmosphere.

Most of other people's dreams will become more and more blurred after waking up, and finally become a fallen leaf in the memory that is too blurred to see clearly.But Qi Yu is different, the sense of reality of the dream will leave a deeper and deeper impression on her mind as time goes by.

Qi Yu picked up his phone, opened WeChat, and stared at Wu Xie's profile picture for a long time.

At this time, is he already asleep?

If she calls now, will she disturb his rest?

After thinking for a long time, Qi Yu sent a voice to Wu Xie: "Did you sleep? I have insomnia."

She kept her phone aside, wondering if she was being too polite with her husband?

The sound of the phone vibrating made Qi Yu sit up from the bed, and Wu Xie replied with a voice almost in seconds.

"I just got back to the hotel. What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" The man's familiar voice made Qi Yu sniff.

"No, I just miss you." Qi Yu's voice was soft, but still choked with sobs.

Wu Xie's video invitation was sent quickly, and Qi Yu wrapped himself tightly in a small quilt to connect to the video.The man in the camera is wearing a down jacket, he is slightly tired but his eyes are gentle.

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Please excuse me, I’m stuck on 444, I’m so uncomfortable