Chapter 237 Tell Your Story

"There are only three left of the four."

Chen Ge also felt a chill in his heart. In such a strange environment, being abandoned may herald death.

"Come on, you are not qualified to sit with us." The fifth person on the right side of the table said, he was the closest to Chen Ge, and his eyes were gloomy: "I like your mask a little."

Chen Ge ignored him and stood beside the three newcomers.

"No. 1, continue your story, no one will interrupt you this time." The man sitting first on the left seemed to be a key member of the association, and no one dared to refute his words.

The newcomer, called No. 1, looked very old. He wore a black mask that covered his entire face, but showed his gray hair.

With slender hands and feet, he looked frail, with loose, inelastic skin, with age spots visible on his exposed arms.

"Then I will continue."

No. 1 coughed a few times. When he spoke, he had a habit of cooperating with gestures, so it seemed a little funny.

"This story happened in the Municipal People's Hospital. I saw it with my own eyes and it is absolutely true."

"I have lung disease and have been in hospital and in intensive care."

"There is also an old man in the same ward as me. I don't know what kind of illness he has. I only know that he is in pain every day, and he is always on the verge of life and death."

"The story started the night before a week ago."

"He slept very lightly, and would wake up when there was a slight disturbance. I didn't know what time it was in the middle of the night, and I suddenly found that the old man was not sleeping. He opened his eyes and looked somewhere in the room."

"I also looked where he was looking, and there was nothing there."

"I turned on the light and asked what he was looking at?"

"He said there was a man standing there."

"When I wanted to ask specifically what the man looked like and what clothes he was wearing, the old man hesitated and couldn't answer."

"In the middle of the night the next day, I felt a little cold in the room, and when I woke up, I found the old man on the hospital bed next to me,

Eyes wide open looking at me. "

"I was taken aback. After turning on the light, the old man turned his head to the side. No matter what I asked him, he would not say anything."

"When I went to bed on the third day, I didn't dare to turn off the bedside lamp. I slept very peacefully under the dim light, and slept until dawn."

"But when I woke up, I found dusty footprints on the sheets and quilt, as if someone was standing on my bed last night."

"I was even more uneasy. I didn't dare to fall asleep the whole night. I felt that as soon as I closed my eyes, something bad would happen."

"I only dare to sleep during the day and stay awake at night."

"Nothing happened on the fourth day, but on the fifth night I saw something terrible."

"The old man stood up from the bed after midnight, he was on tiptoe, like this..."

No. 1 wearing a black mask drooped his hands, imitating the old man's appearance at that time, stood on tiptoe, and walked around the house one after another, looking very scary.

"The old man walked around my bed a few times, I don't know what he was doing, his face was sunken in, his eyes were bulging, his skin was puckered together."

"I woke him up by yelling, and he went back to the hospital bed, staring at the door of the ward."

"He said someone was calling his name outside, but he didn't know if he should go out."

"On the sixth day, after nightfall, the old man's physical condition got worse and worse. He couldn't breathe, couldn't speak, and kept coughing, as if something was stuck in his windpipe."

"The doctor gave him emergency treatment. It was not until after eleven o'clock in the evening that his condition stabilized, but his face became worse. It seemed that a gray mist covered his face."

"After midnight, the old man opened his eyes again. This time he looked straight at the door of the ward and kept talking about something."

"About a little later, the old man got off the bed, ran out of the ward in that strange posture, and has not come back until now."

After saying the last sentence, the first newcomer coughed again, and he was very weak.

"It's a wonderful story." The man sitting first on the left nodded.

"Hehe, thank you for the compliment." Newcomer No. 1 laughed like a crow chirping, which was very unpleasant.

The people on both sides of the table whispered, evaluating the story of the first newcomer.

Chen Ge stood at the end without saying a word. He heard the old man's story from the beginning to the end. When the old man said the first sentence, he realized that something was wrong.

According to the old man, he lives in the intensive care unit, but as far as Chen Ge knows, most of the intensive care units in Jiujiang are single rooms, and there is no situation where two seriously ill patients live together.

At first, he thought the old man was lying, but the more he listened to him, the more terrifying he felt. The old man might be telling his own story, and he himself was the patient who ran out of the ward on tiptoe!

In terms of time, this is entirely possible. The story of No. 1 started a week ago. The old man ran out of the ward after the early morning of the sixth day, and today happened to be the early morning of the seventh day.

The Weird Talk Association requires that every weird talk must be true. The weird people on both sides of the table did not question it, which means that the story told by the old man should be true.

Chen Ge lowered his head and glanced at the newcomer No. 1 from the corner of his eye, who seemed to have no shadow.

"The story of No. 1 is very exciting, and it got off to a good start. Now let's listen to the story of No. 2." The first man on the left spoke, and the others immediately fell silent.

"It's your turn, No. 2." Newcomer No. 1 was very excited, and would cough twice from time to time.

Newcomer No. 2 was wearing a smelly coat and a plastic pig face mask bought from a street stall. He was about the same height as Chen Ge, but he was very thin.

"My story was told by my ex-wife, but I can guarantee it is absolutely true."

"She's a dance teacher at a school, and she has a very talented girl in her class who is way ahead of everyone else in terms of ability, stature, and looks."

The second man smacked his lips: "The child is like a real white swan, and the other students are just a group of earth ducks compared to her."

"The story started a few years ago when my ex-wife picked six girls from the class to form a team for a dance competition in the city."

"Five of the six girls deliberately distanced themselves from the most gifted student because of jealousy."

"In the competition in the city, the most talented student almost single-handedly changed the judges' minds and allowed the entire team to advance."

"But during the celebration dinner, no one invited the student."

"In order to meet the provincial competition, the six of them started special training in the summer vacation, and the real conflict broke out at that time."