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 were suffering from this disease. 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, and someone in the hospital cafeteria pushed a small cart 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 ghost story. Participants who unknowingly fall into "everyday ghost 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.

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Both patients bought a box of nutritious lunches each, but Wei An said he had a bad appetite and didn't 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 someone breathing heavily, who must have fallen asleep.

Wei An remained alert and did not sleep. Although the surroundings were too quiet at the moment, it was actually very 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. I 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 unknowingly.

Suddenly, Wei An was startled and opened his eyes.

He found that at some point he had squinted for a while. It should not have been long, but it could be said that he was unprepared during this time. Suddenly, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

The moment he opened his eyes, Wei An almost stopped breathing, because right in front of him, less than a fist away, was a strange and old face, seemingly staring at him.

This person should have appeared during the time when he was squinting and falling asleep, 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 feeling.

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, he just stared at the other person.

After a while, the old man slowly straightened up, and you could see that he was very thin, not tall, with sparse white hair. He was wearing hospital clothes and 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 must have been 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 size.

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 the last mouthful of Yang Qi he took before his death.

gas.

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

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

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 Qi 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 in his heart, 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 looking for 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, I 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 has cooled down.

At this time, Wei An could feel that Uncle Song had come behind him, but there was no other movement. He must have suddenly turned over, and knocked the still confident uncle out of his mind.

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 that this old man wants to return the favor?!

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 had taken a breath of the Yang Qi of the first patient.
Chapter completed!