monster guardian

Is it a nurse?

Mushui sat up and shook his head.

The hunger in his belly became more obvious, but the groggy feeling in his head also became more serious.

Did you sleep too long?

Mushui lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and looked at Kang Ye first.Kang Ye was still sleeping on the sofa, breathing evenly and steadily, in a deep sleep.

Mushui closed his eyes and walked slowly to the door.

Feeling something outside the door, he raised his hand and knocked on the door again.

Dangdang.

Mushui let out a breath slowly, and asked, "Is it a nurse?"

The person outside the door did not intend to hide their identity, and the other party said, "I am Garcia."

right.

It's Garcia.

The person he was reminded of in the dream was Garcia.

Mushui recited the name several times on the tip of his tongue, strengthening his memory.At the same time, he thought for a few seconds before opening the door.

Garcia was indeed standing outside the door. He was wearing a hospital gown, tall and straight, but because of his excessive paleness and melancholy, he looked a little weak.

"Have you eaten yet?" Garcia asked.

Mushui shook his head: "It's cold, I can't eat it, I'm afraid of stomach pain, so I left it for now. Thank you very much."

Garcia looked past him and landed on Kang Ye in the ward. He whispered, "Try to wake him up."

Mushui was confused: "Huh?"

But Garcia looked at him very seriously, not joking at all.

Mushui turned back with a vague understanding, walked to the side of the sofa, stretched out his hand and pushed Kang Ye: "Mr. Kang?"

"Mr. Kang?"

Kang Ye didn't even move.

Even his big feathered tail, which was hanging down on the edge of the sofa, squeezed the snow female birds, disappeared without knowing when.

Mushui stretched out his hand to support the snow girl bird.

The snow female birds also closed their eyes tightly, all of them turned into snow balls, motionless.

When actually encountering this moment, Mushui calmed down instead.

He put the snow girl down, and turned around with hands and feet.

"I can't wake up." Mushui said.

While speaking, he quietly observed the reaction of the young man in front of him.

Garcia's tone was calm, and he said: "Ah, that's it. My escort couldn't wake me up." He paused and said: "And it's strange, it's still dark outside. I haven't slept, I stared at I’ve been looking at my watch for a long time.” Garcia stretched out his hand while speaking.

Mushui looked down at his wrist.

The blood vessels on Garcia's wrist are clearly visible and densely intertwined.It seemed that the next moment, the blood vessels would break open and fly out of the skin.

Mushui narrowed his gaze, and looked at the watch on his wrist.

It was an expensive looking watch.

The minute and second hands on the dial move normally without any problems.

Now it shows eleven thirty in the evening.

Garcia raised his finger and pointed to the dial: "When the hand reaches here, it will not go forward, but will go backwards. From here, go backwards to here. Then start moving forward again."

He pointed to the five o'clock position, then to the twenty-one o'clock position.

From nine in the evening to five in the morning.

"It can move normally, which means that there is nothing wrong with my watch. Even if it makes a mistake, it shouldn't go backwards frequently." Garcia said slowly.

He looked at Mushui and said in a low voice: "That is to say, we are trapped in the period from nine o'clock in the evening of the previous day to five o'clock in the morning of the next day."

Garcia lowered his voice and said, "Is the end of the world coming?" That's what he said, but his face was calm with no fear of death.

Only then did Mushui straighten things out.

That said, Garcia is no monster.

The reason why Garcia came to him was because he found something was wrong, and he was the only one left to wake up the whole floor.

And the elevator won't go down.

"Do you want to go to my ward first? I still have some food there." Garcia said lightly, "Don't starve to death."

Mushui's stomach immediately let out a sound of hunger in response to the situation.

Mushui looked back at Kang Ye and Xue Nvniao.

Garcia asked, "Take them?"

Mushui shook his head.

Kang Ye couldn't move it, and there were too many Snow Girls.He couldn't take any of them with him.

Maybe it was because there was a living person in front of him, or maybe it was because he had encountered too much recently, and he was really numb.

Mushui didn't feel the slightest panic or worry.

He walked outside the door: "Let's go."

Mushui followed Garcia and slowly walked towards Garcia's ward.

Garcia's hospital room door was still open.

After entering the door, Garcia opened the drawer first, took out another tin box, and handed it to Mushui.

Mushui opened the tin box, and there were small biscuits neatly arranged inside, some with milk flavor, some with dried cranberries sandwiched, and some with chocolate filling.

The box was a bit big, Mushui held it in his arms, raised his head and asked, "Why do you have so much food here?"

"Prepared dry food." Garcia paused and said, "If no one brings me food one day, I can live for two more days."

Mushui thought it sounded weird.

It seems that this ward is not a place for him to recuperate, but more like a cage to imprison him.

His mental state was even slightly weird.

Mushui didn't ask out his doubts immediately, so as not to touch other people's pain points.

"Where's your nurse?" Mushui asked.

Garcia opened a curtain, and Mushui saw the person sleeping on the escort bed.It was a young man with an ordinary appearance, and it was difficult for people to remember it after a glance.The young man closed his eyes tightly, also falling asleep.

Mushui stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pushed him.

The young man didn't move, just like Kang Ye.

Mushui felt a little dazed.

He took out his mobile phone: "Can you make a call?"

Garcia sat down on the chair slowly, and he said, "You try."

When Mushui dialed Yuan Sheng's number, there was still a long "beep" sound, and after the sound passed, the phone automatically hung up.

Mushui immediately changed the call to Qi Xinghan.

It is still a long "beep" sound.

After he tried four or five numbers in the address book, Mushui was sure that the item of calling for help could already be discarded.

Mushui moved and walked to the window.

The curtains of the bed were drawn aside and the window was ajar.Through the window, he can see the scene outside.There is no difference from before.In the dark night sky, there is a crooked moon hanging.The moonlight shone down, fell on the branches, fell on the street, and enveloped the entire hospital.

On the street, the lights of the street lamps are dim.

There are also three or two lights on the tall buildings across the street.

Because of the late night, there were no pedestrians on the street, and no passing cars.

Although the scene outside still exists, it seems that the picture has stopped at a certain moment.

Not even a sliver of cool air could pass through the gap where the window was open.

Even the flow of air has slowed down.

In such a night, even if Mushui was asked to climb downstairs along the pipe, he would not dare.

The overly silent night, like a still picture, constitutes a new unknown fear.

Mushui turned around: "What should I do?"

Garcia shook his head: "I don't know."

Mushui's stomach groaned again.

He is really hungry.

If, according to Garcia, the hour hand jumps to a certain node, it will automatically return.Then he has been hungry for an unknown number of hours.

Mushui carried the box and walked back to Garcia's side, sat down next to the stool, arranged the box on the table, then lowered his head and slowly began to eat the biscuits.

No matter what, you always have to guarantee your physical strength first. If you can't guarantee your physical strength, how can you escape?

Mushui took a bite of a dried cranberry.

Sweet and sour, mixed with the milk aroma of the biscuit itself.It's also delicious.

Mushui ate three cranberry biscuits, five chocolate biscuits, and one milk biscuit in a row.

Then I choked a little.

He turned his head and looked at Garcia with teary eyes: "...Is there any water?"

Garcia walked to the bedside, picked up a rose-print hot water bottle that seemed to be used only in the 80s, and took a cup with a green lacquer shell, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Mushui.

Mushui took several sips before he felt comfortable.

The water is warm.

Warm water with biscuits comforted his stomach well.

"Thank you." Mushui said.

Garcia's eyes fell on the corner of his mouth: "... biscuit crumbs."

"Huh?" Mushui lowered his eyes instinctively, but he couldn't see the corner of his mouth. He stuck out the tip of his tongue, licking left and right: "Are you ready?"

Like a kitten, sticking out the tip of its pink tongue, but quickly retracting it as if frightened.

Garcia looked away: "Well, all right."

Eat and drink well.

Sleep too long.

At this moment, Mushui didn't know what to do.

He looked at the TV opposite: "Can I watch TV?"

Garcia took out the remote control from the drawer, Musui took it, and turned on the TV.Snowflakes flashed on the TV screen. ... This is simply a standard plot of a horror movie.

Those who don't like to watch movies and TV shows like Mushui have seen them in classic horror movies in their early years.

Mushui turned off the TV angrily.

What kind of monster must this be to be so cruel!

No entertainment of any kind!

"Do you still have a fever?" Garcia asked.

Mushui shook his head: "No."

Mushui paused, and pushed his teeth with the tip of his tongue, he wanted to speak.Since there is nothing else to do, I can't figure it out for the time being.He wanted to ask Garcia very much.

"Why do you live here?" Mushui asked in a low voice.

"Illness. A disease that makes people want to die," Garcia said. "I'm not afraid of death, but there are always people around me who don't want me to die, so they send me here."

Mental illness?

Mushui met Garcia's eyes.

"So how long have you lived here?"

"It's been a long time, one month, two months? Or a year? Two years? I don't remember."

Lived for so long!

Even the cognition of the date has become blurred.

Mushui felt that he was a little pitiful.

If you haven't improved after staying for so long, you should change the hospital instead of being imprisoned here for a long time.

There are no relatives, no friends, and even the nurses who take care of her are passive and sabotage.

He also had to prepare his own dry food to avoid starvation.

No matter how you think about it, it makes you feel a little sad.

Mushui temporarily stopped this topic.

He stood up and said, "Why don't we go around? See if there is anyone else in the other wards?"

"Yeah." Garcia stood up and walked out with him.

When he came here before, Mushui didn't look at other wards.

But now when I look at it consciously, every closed ward, through the glass doors and windows, can glimpse the dark inside, and each of them looks like a giant beast with its mouth open.