C211 patient

The lighting in this building was quite bad. In fact, it was the same for most of the buildings. The staircase was dark and required a sound control lamp to light it up. However, this building was very dilapidated, and the sound control lights had long since gone off.

In this dark place, the chain eyes could not be seen.

Little Tang Wei took out a phone and used the light from the phone to find the lock. Then, she opened the door.

When I pushed the door open and entered, I could not help but frown at the smell of old age that permeated the room.

Little Tang Wei was not a sensitive person, but since I was of the opposite sex and this was my first time coming to their home, she immediately explained, "My father is sick, so I can't see the wind. So they don't open the windows. "

I made a quick "oh" and began to comment on their furniture to change the subject.

The Little Tang Wei's house is actually quite clean. As for the old smell, when I walk into the Inside the house, it doesn't seem to matter even if I get used to it.

The Little Tang Wei invited me to sit on the sofa and poured me a cup of water. She ran into the bedroom and called out, "Dad, my friend is here. Can't you get up today? "Okay, then you can rest for a while."

Then she came out and we sat on the sofa in the living room, staring at each other.

Little Tang Wei scratched her head and suggested, "Why don't we watch TV?"

I thought about it and said, "Let's go see your father first. When I get to your house, it's not appropriate to not see him. "Hmm …" Is it convenient for him? "

Little Tang Wei said, "It's convenient, what's so inconvenient about that?"

She led me into the bedroom. I saw that the bedroom was simply furnished, with only a bed and a wardrobe. A man was lying on the bed, under a blanket, his back to us.

Little Tang Wei said, "Dad, my friend is here to see you."

Little Tang Wei's father didn't speak, as if she had fallen asleep.

I awkwardly said, "Forget it, don't disturb his sleep."

Little Tang Wei's face was filled with unhappiness as she said, "He hasn't fallen asleep at all. She's pretending to be asleep, and was even talking to me just now."

She walked over and shook the man on the bed. "Dad, my friend is here."

The man's body swayed as if his bones were about to break, but he still didn't say anything. As she rocked, I smelled something unpleasant.

Patients who have been in bed for a long time often do not smell well.

I kept my breath down and said, in a tone that was as normal as I could manage, "Well, let's go out and play."

Little Tang Wei stomped her feet on the ground fiercely and said to her father: "My friend is here to treat you. I don't care if you don't get up."

The man still did not move, so Little Tang Wei said angrily: "Come, let's go play by ourselves."

I nodded and followed Little Tang Wei out. As I was walking out of the bedroom, I suddenly turned my head and saw that the man had somehow turned around.

No, that's not right. His body did not move. His neck had been twisted. He looked at the door in an awkward way, at me.

I shuddered, broke into cold sweat, and politely bowed to him. Then, I hastily shut the door and escaped.

We sat in the living room and stared at each other again. Then my stomach growled.

Little Tang Wei slapped her forehead: "It's noon, you haven't eaten yet, right? "Wait for me, I'll go cook." Then she ran to the kitchen.

I looked after her and thought: I can't believe she can cook.

Honestly speaking, the building of the Little Tang Wei's house was quite dilapidated, but the interior decoration was not bad. The only flaw was that it seemed very dark with the thick curtains drawn.

I sat on the couch for a while, feeling uncomfortable all over, as if someone was staring at me. The source of the gaze seemed to be Little Tang Wei's father's bedroom.

However, the bedroom door was closed. The other side couldn't have a transparent eye, right?

In theory, the other party wouldn't be able to see me, but the feeling was getting stronger and stronger, to the point that my hair was standing on end.

I thought about it and finally decided to go over and take a look.

I lay on my stomach on the crack of the door and carefully peeked inside. The bedroom was darker than the living room, and I needed a moment to get used to it.

At that moment, someone patted my shoulder. I jumped in shock and turned around abruptly, only to see the Little Tang Wei standing behind me.

She giggled and said, "What are you doing? "Playing peeping."

I let out a dry laugh and said, "Let me see if your father is awake."

Little Tang Wei said, "I'll go take a look."

She pushed open the door and I followed her. Little Tang Wei muttered: "If you want to sleep, go to sleep. Why are you in such an awkward position, aren't you tired yourself?"

I thought I saw her straighten her father's head and pull up the covers.

The Little Tang Wei sighed and said to me, "There's no helping it, my father always sleeps after he gets sick. "Alright, let's eat first. Don't worry about him."

I followed Little Tang Wei to the dining table. There were two bowls of porridge and a dish. How should she put it? The cooking was all about taste and taste, the dishes of Little Tang Wei were not related to any of these.

I only tasted it once and then I couldn't eat it anymore. His stomach rumbled due to hunger. 'Forget it, I'll drink some porridge to appease my hunger!' So I took a sip. Oh my god, the porridge is still not cooked yet.

I put the bowl down and saw that Little Tang Wei was looking at me. She looked at me expectantly.

With a guilty conscience, I said, "It's quite tasty."

Little Tang Wei's eyes immediately became small stars: "Then eat more."

I had to nod. I'm really wondering, does it taste good, doesn't she know?

Little Tang Wei put down the bowl and continued to stare at me while grinning, as if she was admiring me eating.

I let out a dry laugh and said, "My appetite isn't big."

Little Tang Wei acknowledged: "You look quite gentle when you eat."

Yes, I thought. If it was anyone else, they wouldn't be able to eat so much.

I managed to finish my meal and eat half of it. In theory, I had completed my mission. Thus, I said to the Little Tang Wei, "I'm full."

Little Tang Wei let out a faint sigh, "I thought you would eat more. With you here today, I've been very diligent in cooking."

I nearly fainted. This kind of food is called diligent? If he didn't put in the effort, how bad would it be?

I was afraid that the Little Tang Wei would let me continue eating, so I changed the subject. "Where's your father? Do you want to leave him some food? "

Little Tang Wei said, "His food has been prepared."

I saw her come out of the kitchen with a bowl of white rice with two chopsticks stuck in it. This made me a little uncomfortable. I said to the Little Tang Wei, "You can't let go of the chopsticks like this. It's bad luck."

Little Tang Wei said, "I'm filling the rice to the brim. I can only let go of the chopsticks or else it will slide down. "

I picked up the chopsticks and said to Little Tang Wei, "How about this, I'll help you carry the chopsticks while you carry the rice?"

Little Tang Wei thought for a while and said, "But, you still have to put down your chopsticks when you get to my father's house."

Before I could react, she took the chopsticks and stuck them back into the rice. Then she winked at me.

I smiled and watched as Little Tang Wei carried the rice in.

I sat on the sofa and looked at the door warily. When I was holding the chopsticks, I noticed that the bowl of rice was cold.

Do not eat hot food, do not touch the meat. The chopsticks were stuck into the rice. and what I accidentally saw, that weird sleeping posture. There was already a horrifying answer that was about to be revealed.

I sniffed. The smell in this room... How strange. I've never smelled it on a living person.

Just as I was thinking, the Little Tang Wei came out. She sat across from me and asked, "Hu Chujiu, what's wrong? Why is your head covered in sweat? "

I gave a dry laugh and said, "It's fine. I feel a little hot. Has your father eaten yet? "

Little Tang Wei nodded, "Yes. He's sick, and his appetite is not good. "

I couldn't help but ask, "Did he really eat it?"

Little Tang Wei said, "Of course, why would I lie to you?"

Then, she looked at me with a hurt face. "Hu Chujiu, what do you mean?"

I was silent for a while before I asked Little Tang Wei, "How long has your father been sick?"

Little Tang Wei said, "It's been a while."

I sighed. "Can I see him?"

Little Tang Wei was startled, as though she didn't understand my request. She nodded and said, "Of course."

So I went into the bedroom again. The bowl of rice lay untouched on the bed. Little Tang Wei's father was lying facing the wall.

I lightly patted his shoulder. "Uncle? Uncle?"

Little Tang Wei's father didn't move. I know he won't.

I went around to the head of the bed and looked at his face. Although I was prepared for it, the sight still made me shudder.

He's dead. He's been dead a long time.

Little Tang Wei stood at my side and asked, "How is my father? Can you see what's wrong with him? "

I turned around and looked at Little Tang Wei seriously. Little Tang Wei's face was sincere, it did not seem like she was lying. Suddenly, a thought struck me. Did she not intentionally lie to me? Did she really think that her father was still alive?

I hesitated for a while before saying to the Little Tang Wei, "I can't tell. Let's not talk here and go downstairs. "

Little Tang Wei, who was pulled by me, walked towards the door with a blank look on her face. I opened the door and found the Mr. Zhao standing outside.

I asked him, "How long have you been standing outside?"

Mr. Zhao said, "I've just arrived. Where are you guys going?"

I said, "It's okay. Go down and get some fresh air. What about the tattoo? "

Mr. Zhao shook his head: "These small fries do not know anything, it's a waste of time."

Little Tang Wei said to Mr. Zhao: "Don't you know how to cure illnesses? Can you take a look at it for my dad? "

Mr. Zhao indifferently said, "Sure. Healing a patient is a very simple matter, especially for me, it's like returning the heat from a miracle. "

I wanted to give Mr. Zhao a reminder, but I never had the chance to say it out loud. I could only pray that he wouldn't be overly frightened later on.

Mr. Zhao was brought to the bedroom by the Little Tang Wei. He pretended to examine it, then looked at Little Tang Wei's father's face.

I waited nervously, wondering what his reaction would be.

Mr. Zhao's reaction was out of my expectations. He said to Little Tang Wei: "I'm familiar with this illness, so it's not difficult to treat."

I looked at Mr. Zhao in a daze, thinking: What's going on? Was this person on the bed also alive in his eyes? Could it be that what they saw was right, and what I saw was wrong?