This is not a weird story

Later in the evening, the patients in the two beds on the left and right of Wei An returned. One of them had a problem with the urinary system, and the other had urinary stones.

It seemed that most of the people who lived here had illnesses in this area. Wei An heard the two roommates talk about the cause of death of Uncle Song on his bed, which was said to be bladder cancer.

Anyway, since he was admitted to this hospital, Wei An has been feeling a little cold in his crotch. This should be a normal man's instinctive fear. He can only comfort himself in this way.

Night fell quickly. Someone pushed a small cart in the hospital cafeteria, selling nutritious lunch boxes. He walked around the wards asking patients if they wanted to buy them.

In the ghost story, the participants don't feel hungry. Of course, Wei An can also eat on time. Even if he doesn't eat on time, there won't be any problems.

The premise is that the participants know that this is a weird story. Participants who unknowingly fall into "everyday weird stories" will not have this understanding. They will only think that this is a normal world, so they will also eat and sleep on time. .

Both patients bought a box of nutritious lunches each. Wei An said he had a bad appetite and did not buy it.

He always felt that this so-called nutritious meal should be called yin and yang rice, and he was afraid that something would go wrong if he ate it.

During this period, Wei An took out his mobile phone and looked at it. He found that the mobile phone had stopped running and was turned off at some point.

After bragging for a while with the two patients in the same ward, the nurse came over and asked the family members to leave the ward and prepare to turn off the lights and rest.

There were only three patients in this ward, including Wei An, and no family members were present, so as soon as the ward door was closed, the three of them went to a cramped bathroom near the door, and they stopped talking after they came back.

The patient closest to the door went to turn off the light, and soon there was the sound of heavy breathing, someone must have fallen asleep.

Wei An remained alert and did not sleep, although the surroundings were too quiet at the moment, which was really suitable for sleeping.

He guessed that Uncle Song, who came back to ask for Yang Qi, would appear soon after the surrounding environment calmed down.

Unexpectedly, time passed by minute by minute. I don't know how long it took, but there was no movement.

Wei An was pretending to be asleep. The two patients next door were already fast asleep. One of them was still talking vaguely in his sleep from time to time. He couldn't tell what time it was now. Wei An just thought it must be very late, and he was afraid it would be late. It could be as early as two or three in the morning.

But he still didn't feel anything unusual.

But no matter what, he had to perform the whole act, so he kept his eyes closed until a good while passed, and his consciousness began to become blurry unconsciously.

Suddenly, Wei An was startled and opened his eyes.

He found that at some point he had squinted for a while. It shouldn't have been long, but it could be said that he was unprepared during this time, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his spine.

The moment his eyes opened, Wei An almost stopped breathing, because right in front of him, less than a fist away, a strange and old face appeared there, seeming to be staring at him.

This person should have appeared while he was sleeping, quietly. Wei An had never seen this face before. He should be Uncle Song who died during the day.

However, although Wei An's eyes were open, the other person still didn't notice it and was still very close. Those eyes seemed to be staring at Wei An, but in fact, the surface of the pupils was covered with a white film, as if he was suffering from a disease. Cataract sensation.

The old man should not be able to see anything. He was identifying the person lying on the bed through other means.

Wei An didn't move or make a sound, just stared at the other person.

After a while, the old man slowly straightened up. It could be seen that he was very thin and not tall. He had sparse white hair and was wearing hospital clothes. He walked towards the person lying on the bed at the end of the ward.

Then the old man made the same action, bending down as if to look at the sleeping patient.

Wei An looked at it carefully. It was still dark outside at this time, it should be around four in the morning, but there was still a little moonlight filtering into the ward, allowing him to see the old man's movements clearly.

I don’t know why the old man didn’t ask for that yang energy from himself, but instead ran to the hospital bed next door.

Wei An speculated that it might be because the old man had a problem with his eyes. He could not see his position clearly or completely, and could only determine the target through close range perception.

Not long after, a strange scene happened.

The old man once again brought his face close to the sleeping patient, with the tips of his noses almost touching each other. Then his mouth opened wider and wider, reaching an incredible range.

Even so, the corners of this mouth were not torn, and it looked extremely terrifying.

The next second, I saw the sleeping patient's mouth slowly opening, as if being pried by an invisible force.

"Uncle Song is breathing in Yang Qi."

This scene reminded Wei An of the scene in the movie where the old Black Mountain demon sucked Yang Qi. However, what Uncle Song sucked was not everyone's Yang Qi, but his own last mouthful of Yang Qi before death. gas.

But according to the rules of Solitaire, the yang energy is in my own place. Why would this uncle go to others to absorb it? Didn't he ask himself for it?

Without thinking about it, he saw a light white breath slowly drifting out from the patient's open mouth, and was inhaled by Uncle Song without missing a trace.

Immediately, the patient's body went limp and there was no movement.

Wei An was startled and felt that this person must have lost his temper. This plot was exactly the same as the reaction of the old Black Mountain demon after absorbing the yang energy of passers-by.

He looked at Uncle Song again, straightened up, turned around and walked towards him again.

Don't think too much, you didn't get your yang energy just now, now you should try again.

As for the patient on the bed to the left of Wei An, he must have been sucked in while he was sleeping, and now he is even colder than the patient just now.

"This rule is wrong!"

Wei An murmured to himself, secretly thinking that if the person who was sucked into this Yang Qi would immediately burp, then why would he let Uncle Song suck it in? Isn’t this seeking death?

Before Uncle Song's stiff body moved to Wei An's hospital bed, Wei An closed his eyes and pretended to turn over in his sleep.

At the same time, he glanced at the patient on the bed on the left and found that the patient was lying on the bed limply. His posture was definitely not that of sleeping.

Make sure it's cold.

At this time, Wei An could feel that Uncle Song had come behind him, but there was no other movement. It must be that he suddenly turned over, knocking off the originally confident uncle.

There was a chill behind me, and I didn't know if the uncle wanted to suck in his Yang Qi. The other person had been standing behind him, not knowing what he was doing.

Not long after, the slight sound of moving footsteps was heard. Uncle Song moved anyway, walked around the end of the bed, and walked towards the front of Wei An again.

At this time, Wei An was recalling the rules of this Solitaire game and analyzing it carefully. It stands to reason that Uncle Song just came back to ask for a piece of his own Yang Qi, but when everyone is dead, what is the need for Yang Qi?

Could it be said that this old man wants to return Yang? !

Just now, the two patients had eaten nutritious rice, but I was the only one who didn't eat it. Now I think about it, is it possible that this nutritious rice is really a yin-yang rice? Those who eat it will attract the attention of Uncle Song and provide the other party with this yang energy. That's why Uncle Song gave priority to those two people after he appeared.

In this case, this is not as simple as asking for the last breath of Yang Qi. This is probably to suck the last breath of Yang Qi from all the living people present, so that Uncle Song can return the Yang Qi and extend his life.

When thinking of this, Wei An squinted his eyes and saw Uncle Song walking slowly in front of him, his mouth slightly open, and a faint air of death spread.

"He actually has death energy in him now!" Wei An was surprised.

He remembered that Uncle Song just looked like a corpse, and he was not surrounded by such a strong death aura. He only had a trace of residual soul on his body, and he took a breath of the Yang Qi of the first patient.

Later, after Uncle Song sucked away the yang energy of the second patient, his whole person became completely different from before.