MTL - My House of Horrors-Chapter 1170 Doctor Fang
After dinner, Chen Ge lay on the bed, his face dull, silently watching the paradise outside the window.
Compared with waking up from a coma for the first time, Chen Ge became more silent. Perhaps in the eyes of the doctor, he now has to meet the requirements of the hospital better.
"Boom!"
The door of the ward was roughly pushed open, and two nurses and Xu Wan walked in: "Chen Ge, it's time to take medicine."
"What about Doctor Gao? Isn't it the case that Doctor Gao usually distributes medicine?"
"He will be busy with other things tonight, so I will temporarily replace it today." Xu Wan's voice was very gentle, and she couldn't hear anything abnormal. After Chen Ge swallowed three white pills, she said again: "Hospital ward. There is a serious shortage. This is your new roommate. You can't scare people away anymore!"
The two nurses dragged a pale middle-aged man into the ward and placed him in Zuo Han's bed.
"Let's get to know each other, take a good rest, and be careful not to run around at night." Xu Wan left with two nurses after she finished speaking, leaving only two patients in the ward.
Chen Ge looked at each other curiously. His new roommate seemed to be in his forties, with few wrinkles on his face, but his hair was completely white.
He seemed to have experienced all kinds of inhuman torture, his mental state was extremely bad, and his body was trembling slightly.
"Brother, how do I call you?" Chen Ge took the initiative to greet him. He suspected that this middle-aged man with all white hair in his forties was also a "medicine" prepared by the hospital for him.
Since it is a medicine, it must have appeared in Chen Ge's memory. Maybe it can help Chen Ge remember something.
"Can you hear me?"
After shouting several times, the middle-aged man turned his head and glanced at Chen Ge. There was a deep fear in his pupils. The moment he saw Chen Ge he quickly lowered his head.
"Do you know something?" This man has a completely different personality from Zuo Han, without saying a word, unable to communicate at all.
Chen Ge didn't know the other party's name or what disease the other party was suffering from. He only knew that this man seemed to be afraid of him.
The night was dark, but there were constant footsteps and the sound of cars pushing by in the hospital corridor.
At about one o'clock in the morning, the door of Chen Ge's ward was knocked, and the middle-aged man who was sleeping on the bed near the door immediately sat up.
The door was knocked five times in a short time.
"A little more than last night? This knock on the door represents the number of days I have been in the hospital?"
The corridor outside the door quickly recovered calm, the middle-aged man plucked up the courage to walk to the door, he opened the door a gap, and looked outside.
"Hey! Is there anyone outside?" Chen Ge suddenly said, startling the man.
He closed the door of the ward gently, then shook his head at Chen Ge: "There is no one outside the door."
The middle-aged man's throat seemed to have been injured, his voice was very awkward, and his expression was very painful when he spoke.
"Brother, it's fate that we can live together. How should I call you?" Chen Ge didn't expect middle-aged to talk to him. He felt that this was a good opportunity to bring the two closer together.
"My last name is Fang."
"Brother Fang, what disease did you get sent in?" Chen Ge was a little curious.
"Delusion, I used to be an ENT doctor. After I got sick, I always felt that there were foreign bodies in my body, just like now." The middle-aged man pointed to his ears and mouth: "I feel a snail crawling in my ears. I also feel that I have a syringe full of medicine in my throat. I know this is just my hallucination, but it feels too real."
Combining the various behaviors of the hospital before, Chen Ge's gaze toward Doctor Fang changed. He felt that there might be those things in Doctor Fang's body. This may not be an illusion.
At night, Doctor Fang talked a lot. I don't know if it was because of his eagerness to communicate with others, or because of the vigilance that Chen Ge made him let go of.
"Brother Fang, can I look at your throat? You feel that there is a syringe in your throat, what if it is there?" Chen Ge sat up from the bed.
Doctor Fang looked at Chen Ge, his expression is a bit complicated now.
Chen Ge's ability to say such things shows that Chen Ge is obviously also mentally ill, but what makes Doctor Fang feel strange is that he actually heard a hint of concern from Chen Ge's words.
"Is this a care between patients?" Doctor Fang put a label on Chen Ge in his heart-a kind-hearted lunatic.
"The mouth is open." Chen Ge moved to Doctor Fang's bed. He looked at Doctor Fang's throat, and his pupils began to shrink involuntarily.
The deep esophagus is like a black hole with no end, Chen Ge's eyes are drawn, and the whole person seems to be slowly attracted to Doctor Fang's mouth.
His consciousness kept sinking, and when his pupils shrank to the limit, he saw a human face deep in Doctor Fang's throat!
Flesh and flesh envelops the skin, the face closed his eyes tightly, hidden in the deepest part of the esophagus.
There is a person in Doctor Fang's throat!
The body was pushed away, Chen Ge's pupils returned to normal, and he looked at Doctor Fang with surprise.
"Why are you looking at me with such a look? Is there really a syringe in my throat?" Doctor Fang sat on the edge of the hospital bed, his heart frizzy when Chen Ge looked at him.
"There is no syringe, but I saw a human face in your throat. He looks very much like you, with his eyes closed and his face pale." Chen Ge continued to gesture with both hands.
"Is there a face in my throat?" Doctor Fang felt inexplicably scared at first, then he shook his head: "It seems that your condition is much more serious than mine. How could there be a face in the human body?"
"It's true." Chen Ge didn't argue with Doctor Fang on this issue. He sat back on his bed and began to think about which was the real Doctor Fang in front of Doctor Fang and Doctor Fang in his throat.
The ward was quiet, and neither of the two patients spoke again.
...
With the sun shining on his face, Chen Ge slept comfortably last night.
"The morning in this world is really easy for people to indulge." Chen Ge whispered words that no one could understand, his eyes kept looking at the paradise outside the window.
Before long, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Doctor Gao and Xu Wan walked in.
Having not seen him all night, Dr. Gao became even more haggard.
"Last night, did you have nightmares?" Doctor Gao didn't call Chen Ge's name, and went straight to the subject. He seemed to be in a hurry.
"No, I slept till dawn." Chen Ge hesitated for a while, and still asked, "Doctor Gao, why do you always ask me if I have nightmares?"
"Dreams can often reflect a person's mental state." Dr. Gao sketched out a document, which seemed to be Chen Ge's case list. There was a number at the end of the list, and Chen Ge could not see the number. For the first two, he only saw that the last digit of the number was the number "1".
