I Have 48 Hours a Day

Chapter 324 Sleeping on the Train

(Khan, I forgot that the high-speed rail has no face-to-face seats, it has been changed to a train)

Coping with the harassment of a certain mischief, Zhang Heng took out "Finnish Grammar" from his bag and looked at it from the previous place. A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the girl holding TOEFL opposite.

Finnish is an extremely niche language. There is only one university in China, the Beijing Foreign Languages ​​Institute, which offers related majors, and the number of students enrolled every year is very small. In fact, there are less than 100 people who master Finnish. Heng was dressed as a student again.

The TOEFL girl hesitated and whispered, "Classmate?"

"Um?"

"Are you also from Beiwai?"

"Oh, I'm not." Zhang Hengdao, he realized what made the girls misunderstood, and explained the "Finnish Grammar" in Yang Yang's hand, "I just taught myself."

The TOEFL girl's face turned red, and quickly said, "I'm sorry..."

"It's nothing, I like this country very much, and I hope to travel there one day." Zhang Heng said.

"I wish, I wish you an early dream come true." The TOEFL girl quickly buried her head in the red treasure book in her hand after saying this.

The train continues to move forward, and there are various voices mixed in the carriage. Some people are chatting with melon seeds, the crying of children, the early education music played outside, and the non-stop phone calls of the middle-aged people around them. , making Zhang Heng even miss the deadly silence on the moon.

As soon as the middle-aged man connected three phones, it was probably because an important list had gone yellow. He looked very unhappy, and subconsciously put his hand into his chest pocket, wanting to smoke a cigarette to calm down, but remembered that he was On the train, he put his hand back, hung up the phone and got up to go to the toilet.

After he came back, he finally put away his mobile phone, muttered a few words, leaned his head against the wall of the car next to him, pillowed against the curtain, and fell asleep like this.

Zhang Heng continued to flip through the "Finnish Grammar" in his hand, until the salesman pushed the truck past the aisle, while still shouting to pay attention to his legs.

The TOEFL girl took out an apple from the bag, took out another after thinking about it, and asked Zhang Heng in a low voice, "Classmate, do you want to eat it? It has been washed."

"Thank you." Zhang Heng didn't refuse this kindness to embarrass the other party, and took over the apple.

The TOEFL girl breathed a sigh of relief. This incident also relieved some of her previous embarrassment. She was not so embarrassed anymore, and chatted with Zhang Heng while nibbling on the apple.

After chatting for a while, the TOEFL girl winked at Zhang Heng and whispered, "Look at the uncle next to you, he is still drooling when he sleeps."

Hearing this, Zhang Heng looked beside him and frowned. There are many people who drool while sleeping, but it is rare for a middle-aged person to leave so much and wet the curtains. , in fact, it's like he can't control his salivary glands at all.

Zhang Heng tried to pat the middle-aged man on the shoulder, but the latter did not respond.

So Zhang Heng stepped up his efforts again, almost pushing, but under such circumstances, the middle-aged man still did not wake up.

The TOEFL girl also noticed a trace of abnormality at this time, and she said nervously, "What's wrong with him, is he ill?"

"I don't know, call the flight attendant first." Zhang Heng said solemnly, and at the same time he put his fingers under the middle-aged man's nostrils, where he could still feel the other person's breathing, and then opened his eyelids to see the middle-aged man Human pupils are not dilated, nor are they unresponsive to light sources.

In fact, there is no medical abnormality in his current state, except for the abnormal saliva secretion, he is completely asleep, but the strange thing is that no matter what method is used to wake him up.

After a while, the TOEFL girl hurried over with a flight attendant. Zhang Heng did not move the middle-aged man to lay him flat on the seat to prevent him from choking on his own saliva.

In fact, what the flight attendants can do is very limited. They have received a certain amount of first aid training, but they do not have any professional medical knowledge. In the strange situation of middle-aged people, all the flight attendants can do is to keep shaking each other's body, and then mouth. shouted, "Sir, wake up, wake up, wake up!"

After confirming that the other party's breathing was in good condition and the heartbeat was normal, the flight attendant even suspected that the other party was pretending to be asleep, until a certain shaking caused the middle-aged man's body to slide down because of too much force, and his head slammed on the table beside him, although there was no blood. , but that muffled sound couldn't be faked.

However, even so, the middle-aged man still did not wake up.

The flight attendant was a little panicked, and soon made an emergency broadcast on the train to look for medical staff. After that, a doctor really stood up, but when there was no medical equipment at hand, they could only do some of the simplest things. The examination did not find the cause.

Because the middle-aged man is alone in the car, and his mobile phone is locked now, he can't contact his family. I don't know if he has any past medical history. In the end, he can only contact the ambulance at the hospital near the station. When they arrived at the next station, the medical staff waiting at the booth rushed into the car and carried the middle-aged man down.

So far, this incident has come to an end.

The crowd watching the excitement retracted their heads, and the TOEFL girl and Zhang Heng also sat back in their original positions, but the former was still a little frightened when he saw the saliva on the curtain, and asked Zhang Heng, "What happened just now?"

"I don't know." Zhang Heng panicked. In fact, after seeing the condition of the middle-aged man, he had some guesses. When the flight attendant and the enthusiastic doctor on the car were busy "rescue", he opened the door again. I checked WeChat on my phone and found you with Aqua's avatar, always looking unhappy (#`O').

—Hey, let me ask you a question.

——Why, have you finally figured out that you want to accompany me to the haunted house? looking forward to...

- Forget about the haunted house, I said I was already on the train.

Zhang Heng typed, paused, and typed again.

——【Dream of Death】Who is in the hands of now?

——? ? ? Play silly.jpg

——Is the target locked by [Death Dream] never able to wake up from sleep, and the secretion of saliva is abnormal.

This time the opposite side sank for an extraordinarily long time, and seemed to be struggling, and it took half a minute to send the message again.

- What, did you meet?

--yes. Just now, right in front of me, the person has been carried off the train, but I suspect its holder is also on the train.

——…………Big brother, I really don’t know whose hands [Death Dream] is in, or I know whose hands [Death Dream] used to be, but as far as I know, she sells it after she gets it. It's gone, I haven't used it at all, and [Death Dream] doesn't need the holder to be on the side to take effect.

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