monster guardian

Wen Xiaoyan paused in his arms, and then moved more violently.Mushui felt like he was hugging a big caterpillar, so he let go without thinking.

Wen Xiaoyan lost control and fell to the ground with a "bang", like a fish out of water, her body twitched and bounced, but she couldn't get up anyway.

This scene looked a little weird.

Mushui tore off the sheet on the hospital bed, tied Wen Xiaoyan up, pulled the sheet and began to walk out.He actually didn't know if this "mummy" was Wen Xiaoyan or not, but when the fire came, she couldn't be kept here.Let's take it out first.Binding her with a bed sheet can also limit her struggling movements to a certain extent and prevent serious bleeding from the wound.

But Wen Xiaoyan is really a little heavy.

Mushui bit his cheek, pumped his energy, exhausted all his strength, and finally dragged him to the gate.Mushui carefully opened the door, revealing a crack.

The flames rushed in and licked Mushui's hair.

Mushui quickly took two steps back, then raised his hand to stroke his hair.

My hair is burnt and curly.

Mushui frowned, turned around and found the medical gauze, poured water on it, and covered his mouth and nose.Even Wen Xiaoyan tied a gauze soaked in water.

Then he moved closer to the crack of the door and looked out.

The fire outside the door seemed to be a big fire scene.

He is a mortal body, not as strong as Yuan Sheng and Qi Xinghan, if he walks out in flames like this, even if he does not suffocate to death due to excessive smoke inhalation, he will be burned to death.

Mushui closed the door again expressionlessly, and locked it.Then he sat down next to Wen Xiaoyan.

Wen Xiaoyan was still struggling, not stopping for a moment.But Mushui didn't even look at her, and just took out the phone with one hand.His hands were still smeared with adhesive tape, and it was extremely difficult to press the phone screen.But the more this happened, the more Mushui's brain tended to be calm.

Mushui dialed the phone to Qi Xinghan.

There was a voice of "beep...beep..." waiting to be connected on the other end of the phone, but no one answered for a long time.It seems that the waiting sound is endless.

Mushui had no choice but to send text messages.

[Brother Qi, the third floor is on fire. I was in the ICU with Wen Xiaoyan, and I was blocked in the door of the ICU.There was a lot of fire outside, and there was no way to leave like this. ] There was a notification sound of "咻", and the text message was sent out.

But the moment the text message was sent, the message quickly disappeared from the record of the text message dialog box.

Mushui's dialogue box was blank, as if a pair of invisible hands had erased it.

Mushui frowned.

It is normal that the signal is not good and it is not possible to send text messages, but there is no reason for them to disappear without sending them.

Mushui tried to call the people he knew, one by one, but no one answered.

In the end he dialed 110 directly.

People you know can also say that the mobile phone is not with you, or that something happened and you can't answer it temporarily.But the 110 operator is online 24 hours a day.

"Beep...beep..." There was still a long waiting tone that could not be seen.

Mushui hung up the phone.

Now he can be sure that he has probably fallen into some kind of strange space again.

The moment the thought appeared in Mushui's mind, Mushui felt that the scene in front of him was distorted by an invisible force, his eyes blurred and he passed out.

Mushui felt that there were hands hugging him up, and those hands were slightly cold, not like the touch of a living person.Mushui reluctantly opened his eyelids, his vision was erratic, and it took several seconds to stabilize.And Mushui finally saw the scene in front of him clearly.

Qi Xinghan helped him sit up, and he leaned on Qi Xinghan's shoulder, squatting in front of Wen Xiaoyan's manager, who looked anxious and stared at Mushui closely, as if he was afraid that something would happen to Mushui.

Mushui quickly turned his eyes to look around.

The ICU was not far from him, and the ICU lights were still on.From time to time, medical staff and family members of patients walked by in the corridor.Everything was peaceful and peaceful, there was no shouting, no panicked footsteps, and no fire that almost engulfed the entire third floor.

"I was dreaming?" Mushui murmured.

Qi Xinghan said: "You caught a cold sleeping here, your forehead is very hot."

Mushui let out a "huh", broke free from Qi Xinghan's embrace, and sat up straight by himself.But just such a movement made him feel sore and limp in his body.It seems that the limbs are overused and physically exhausted.

Mushui immediately thought of Wen Xiaoyan who was tied up with a bed sheet and dragged to the door with great effort.

Is that really a dream?

Why do muscles have memory?

And... It took a long time to find out that it was fake!So angry!Doesn't this waste his strength?

Mushui raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

If it is a dream, this dream is too realistic.It was much more real than the last time he saw Garcia in the hallucination in the hospital.

Of course, it may be because of the sudden fire. Such an emergency will instinctively make people lose some thinking ability, and only think about how to break through the immediate crisis, without really thinking about the truth of the matter.

"Dream?" Qi Xinghan's voice sounded from the side.

Mushui nodded, without hiding anything from him and Wen Xiaoyan's manager, and directly told them what happened in the dream.

Qi Xinghan said indifferently: "There are some horror movies..."

"Huh?" Mushui tilted his head to look at him to show that he was listening, waiting for him to continue.

"The protagonist always dreams and has certain hallucinations. In their dreams or hallucinations, some things often have symbolic meanings. Either they symbolize his heart, or they are a kind of foreshadowing." Qi Xinghan I don't know how many more movies I've seen than Mushui, but when I mention this, he is more professional.

Mushui was startled, and then nodded: "Yes. That's why there is such a thing as dream interpretation. Things that appear in dreams or hallucinations do have symbolic meanings. What does the bound Wen Xiaoyan represent? What does it mean if there is a big fire?"

Wen Xiaoyan's manager was already at a loss, with a look on my face that I don't have enough brains, you say slow down, I haven't turned the corner yet.

Qi Xinghan didn't speak again, obviously he didn't understand what it symbolized at all.

At this time, Qi Xinghan's cell phone suddenly "ding".

Qi Xinghan turned on the phone, only to see a text message automatically pop up on the screen of the phone - [Brother Qi, the third floor is on fire, I was in the ICU with Wen Xiaoyan, and I was blocked in the door of the ICU.There was a lot of fire outside, and there was no way to leave like this. 】Qi Xinghan gave Mushui his mobile phone, and Mushui suddenly fell silent when he saw the text message.

If it's a dream... then what is it?

But if it wasn't a dream, he had obviously been lying here without moving.

Qi Xinghan was also silent.

Wen Xiaoyan's manager saw that their expressions were not right, and asked cautiously, "What, what's wrong?"

Qi Xinghan handed the phone to the agent.

The manager's face changed greatly when he saw it: "This, isn't this what Mr. Mu said just now, what he did in his dream? This, this... Is the ghost movie actually staged? Or are we all in a dream?" As the agent said, he quickly looked around with a panicked expression on his face.

Mushui thought for a while, but still didn't stop Qi Xinghan's movements.

Because he wanted to transfer Wen Xiaoyan to another hospital.

If there were no unthinkable things that made Wen Xiaoyan's manager feel scared, then she might not be willing to transfer hospital at this time.

Fire may be a symbol or a foreshadowing.

If there is such a fire in the future, then he and Wen Xiaoyan may really die in the ICU.

Mushui didn't want to bet on whether it would happen in the future.

"Brother Qi, you go back to the set." Mushui stood up and said, "It's best for Ms. Wen to transfer to another hospital now. It's safer to change hospitals with me."

The manager's face turned pale with fright, and she murmured, "Where can I go? Is this some kind of supernatural event? If there is a ghost deliberately trying to harm Xiaoyan, it's useless to go anywhere, right? Or is Mr. Mu Taoist priest?"

Mushui opened his mailbox and found the earliest internship notice, which contained information and pictures of Fangjinshui Institute of Special Pathology.He opened the picture and showed it to his agent: "It's safe here."

If it is said that Pan has something to do with the research institute, it just so happens that the black shadow came from Pan.So the safest place now is the research institute.

No matter how overbearing Sombra's power is, he dare not affect his own organization.

The agent said in a daze, "This isn't a mental hospital, is it?"

Mushui shook his head: "No, I am the doctor here, you believe me. Miss Wen's situation is too strange now, she has to go here."

If you go to other hospitals, how many innocent people will be hurt if there is another explosion or fire?

The manager didn't believe in Mushui, but she believed in Qi Xinghan.Qi Xinghan will never be idle to harm them!

The manager looked at Qi Xinghan and nodded, "Okay, I'll do it right away."

Mushui heaved a sigh of relief, and turned to urge Qi Xinghan again: "Brother Qi, you go back. I'm safe in the research institute."

Qi Xinghan didn't insist on staying, but only said: "Well, I'll take you there."

Mushui nodded.

Yuan Sheng and the others could only rely on Kang Ye to watch the surveillance first.

The agent was really scared, she quickly completed the formalities, and then they flew back to Jinshui City, hiring medical staff to follow along the way.When they arrived at the gate of the Jinshui City Research Institute, it took them just over five hours.

It was at this time that Mushui received a mobile phone news push.

"The No. [-] Hospital of Hengshui City suffered another fire following the explosion."

Mushui's eyelids twitched.

It's only been five hours... so fast!

Mushui took a breath, and called the dean: "Hi, I'm Mushui, I'm at the door, I brought a patient, and I need to check in immediately."

The dean was startled at the other end, and then his tone suddenly became joyful, and said, "It just so happens that Dr. Mu, I also have a patient here that needs to be handed over to you."

Another new patient?