The unlucky life of a medical student

The soothing powder made Zhong Wuchuan have a rare peaceful sleep.

Before four o'clock in the morning, he woke up suddenly, feeling a little dizzy, pushed open the door, and saw that all the broken tables and chairs in the consulting room had been replaced due to the previous fight, and the floor tiles and walls had also been repaired. The position is slightly different from before, which may even make people suspect that it is a one-click restore.

Looking at his whole body in the mirror, Zhong Wuchuan found that his hands and feet were a little bigger than before going to bed, and his legs had also become longer.

He is indeed recovering, growing up again after encountering things beyond common sense.

"This place is really mysterious..."

He rubbed his forehead and thought to himself, even if a monster who can speak human suddenly opened the door to see a doctor in the next second, I wouldn't be surprised.

result--

As soon as I thought about it, there was a bang outside the door.

Then a guy who doesn't look like a serious beast rolled in!

Yes, rolled in.

Because it is so fat, the proportion of its torso and head is like a small round ball pressed on top of a big ball, with four short legs that may be submerged in hair at any time.

"This is really too fat..."

Zhong Wuchuan was a little startled.

Being just over one meter tall, he walked up to the fur ball, and was about to reach out to hold its big pie face to see what kind of creature it was, when he was thrown to the ground by the fur ball, with his tongue on his face, Licking constantly on the neck.

"Wow! So affectionate! So itchy! Don't be like this~"

Zhong Wuchuan was so happy being licked by the big hairball, he even forgot that the big hairball was more than one meter long, and his body was as thick as a pillow.

Immersed in the happiness brought by the plush, he hugged the big hairball's ribs with both hands, and while taking advantage of it, he said: "... Hurry up... Hurry up and stop...don't...don't lick me again... "

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Mao Tuan didn't care whether Zhong Wuchuan was really unhappy or not, he licked up and down in a series, and soon licked the hair at the root of the ear into a curl.

"You are so enthusiastic—"

Zhong Wuchuan was a little overwhelmed.

The initial enthusiasm faded, and he found that the hairball was really fat and big, and it was so heavy that it almost crushed him.

"Woooooooo..."

The hair ball continued to act like a baby, and the furry and fat body arched around Zhong Wuchuan's body, which reminded people of the giant dogs who had grown into giants but still regarded themselves as the size of the palm and insisted on arching themselves into the arms of their owners for hugs .

"Come on...my hand...my hand..."

Hairball's fat paws made his shoulder ache.

Zhong Wuchuan hurriedly tried to move himself out from under the big hairball.

——I just had acupuncture and physiotherapy yesterday, if the arm is injured twice because of the hairball acting like a baby without knowing how strong it is, Director Xu will definitely be angry.

Mao Tuan didn't want to let go of Zhong Wuchuan, so he tried to move his body out, and it immediately let out a cry of "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

"...don't...don't...let me go..."

Zhong Wuchuan discussed with Mao Tuan.

Mao Tuan refused to accept the reconciliation, and pressed his paws on Zhong Wuchuan's body, looking like a rascal who said "if you don't accompany me, I won't let you go".

Zhong Wuchuan began to get scared.

He was originally a staunch atheist, but what happened to the ghost mother changed his perception of the world.

What's more, this clinic is already in a different dimension...

He pushed the hair ball away with all his strength, and ran to the corridor, shouting as he ran: "Come on, come on! Come on a few people!"

The nurse on duty rushed over upon hearing the news and said to Zhong Wuchuan, "What's going on, Dr. Zhong? We met..."

"It's nothing, it's just...just..."

Zhong Wuchuan thought to himself, can't you all see such a big ball of hair?

But the nurse acted so calmly, he also became suspicious immediately, turned around, and saw that there was nothing in the consulting room!

"This is... what's going on here! Where did that fat and big hairball go?"

"Hairball? Where's the hairball?"

The face of the nurse on duty was full of puzzlement.

Seeing this, Zhong Wuchuan also panicked, and said with a dry smile, "I'm sorry, I had a nightmare. I dreamed of some unclean things. I'm bothering you."

"It's really easy to see strange things at three or four o'clock in the morning. After all, this is the legendary time to encounter demons."

The nurse casually said a few words of comfort, then turned around and went to the pantry to get some snacks.

Zhong Wuchuan held down his bouncing heart, always feeling that things were not that simple.

Uneasy, he leaned his back against the wall and retreated towards the medical guidance platform, but the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

Sudden--

Zizi!

A light overhead suddenly tripped.

The corridors three meters around were all in darkness, but the world three meters away was still brightly lit.

Zhong Wuchuan took a deep breath and told himself to calm down, don't be afraid, there are no ghosts in this world!

However, Murphy's Law tells us that what we are afraid of, we will encounter.

Above his head, more lights began to buzz and flicker, and Zhong Wuchuan's vision began to blur. He rubbed his eyes and saw a clown wearing a tuxedo and a top hat standing at the end of the corridor. Holding a handful of red balloons, he took off his hat and smiled at Zhong Wuchuan. Bloody liquid flowed from his red-painted nose.

Behind the clown is a carousel playground.

The colorful wooden horses carried girls in red clothes. The girls kept up and down with the rhythm of the wooden horses, giggling and holding beautiful red balloons in their hands.

But as the field of vision gradually became clearer, Zhong Wuchuan saw that the paint on the surface of the wooden horse had long been mottled, and the expression of the wooden horse was also extremely terrifying. The girl in red sitting on the wooden horse raised her head, her eyes were bleeding, and her mouth was cracked to the side of her ears!

Hit a ghost!

Really hit a ghost!

Zhong Wuchuan's back was pressed against the wall, and the solid wall gradually stabilized his heart.

The discomfort continued.

The coldness permeated the whole body, and there was an uncontrollable depression surging in the depths of his heart, his vision became gray, and his whole body was a little bit out of control.

"What's the point of living? Die, no one will care about you..."

"You're a trash...you're a trash...a trash..."

"Don't waste any more time, jump down quickly, it's all over."

……

A voice so soft that it was almost inaudible rang in his ears, every word and every word was urging him to die.

The wall behind him had a vague temperature, Zhong Wuchuan didn't dare to turn his head, but the hand pressing on the wall could really feel the warmth and humidity.

This feeling...

this... this is...

offal...

Da da da!

The clown walked towards him with bloody steps, and the female ghosts on the merry-go-round also turned their heads to look at him three hundred degrees, with distorted and sinister smiles.

The wall continuously transmits the warmth and humidity that resembles internal organs, but at this moment, Zhong Wuchuan can't care about that much anymore. He takes a deep breath, and moves with his back against the wall towards the light source at the end of the corridor.

There are no ghosts in the world!

All ghosts are hallucinations!All hallucinations!

all fake!It's all fake!

Zhong Wuchuan repeated in his heart, and said to himself: If there are really ghosts, our medical school has dissected so many corpses, why is there no one——

"Hey……"

A frivolous voice sounded, and then a hand was placed on Zhong Wuchuan's shoulder.

The little doctor who was repeatedly telling himself that everything at this moment was an illusion was suddenly tapped on the shoulder, and his heart skipped a beat in fright.

He didn't dare to turn his head back, and forced himself to say firmly, "What time is it...it doesn't have to be so early for the morning shift!"

"No, it's not the morning shift, it's breakfast."

As the voice behind said so, a gray-black shadow flashed past his eyes, and Zhong Wuchuan passed out again.

……

……

When he woke up, it was broad daylight. Zhong Wuchuan staggered up and found himself sleeping on the sofa in the treatment hall. Five meters ahead, two nurses were eating melon seeds and chatting.

Seeing Zhong Wuchuan wake up, the nurses came over and said, "Doctor Zhong, you've woken up."

"Wake up... what's going on..."

Zhong Wuchuan's mind was a little dizzy.

He checked the time, it was 08:30 in the morning.

"Yes, Doctor Zhong, you scared us to death!"

The older nurse who had gone to the tea room to get some snacks also came over and said to Zhong Wuchuan, "I went to the tea room to get something and came back, and saw you lying at the entrance of the corridor, as if you passed out."

"Sick to death..."

"Yeah, passed out."

The nurses were unanimous.

Zhong Wuchuan stumbled to the entrance of the corridor, and saw that all the lights were in good condition, the walls were straight and cold, and the windows at the end of the corridor were extremely bright.

just a dream...

Zhong Wuchuan covered his forehead and asked, "Did anyone come here after four o'clock in the morning..."

"It's so early, how could anyone come over."

The nurses spoke briskly, as if Zhong Wuchuan asked a silly question.

"No one...no one...it's impossible...that dream...my dream..."

While muttering, Zhong Wuchuan lowered his head and saw a few drops of asphalt stains on the trousers of his pajamas.

"What is this? Why is there this thing..."

The nurse looked at the smudge and replied, "This...it should be Dr. Zhong who accidentally got it when you left the office..."

"In the office..."

Zhong Wuchuan became more and more puzzled.

The nurses all looked determined.

Zhong Wuchuan thought to himself, it is 08:30 in the morning, the sun is shining brightly, and there are so many nurses accompanying me, if I still see ghosts, it must be a collective hallucination.

The theoretical incidence of mass hallucinations is very low.

Thinking of this, Zhong Wuchuan heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "I'll go back to my room first, and I won't disturb you."

"I'll take you back to your room!"

The older nurse volunteered.

Zhong Wuchuan couldn't wait for it: "Please trouble sister."

The nurse smiled, walked to the door of the consulting room with Zhong Wuchuan, and pushed away——

What greeted him was a messy decoration site.

The broken tables and chairs have been removed, and the workers are working overtime to repair bricks, walls, and circuits. The impact drills are booming, and a thick layer of dust has accumulated on the ground, as well as black footprints.

Looking at the progress, these people have been busy for a long time.

"When... when did this happen..."

Zhong Wuchuan tried his best to recall: When he got up yesterday morning, the room was in a mess, and when he returned to the room after acupuncture at night, the consulting room was empty, and the tables and chairs were all emptied.

"The original plan was to wait for Dr. Zhong to get off work in the morning, and then contact the logistics department to come over for repairs. But before five o'clock, Dr. Zhong, you fainted in the corridor because of your nightmare, so we contacted the staff on duty in the logistics department on our own initiative."

Behind Zhong Wuchuan, the nurse said with a smile, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were inexplicably strange.

The author has something to say:

I am traveling in Japan, maybe I have read too many horror articles, and I always feel that there will be three people in the living room of the rented apartment, but the toilet is used by "people"