Chapter 89
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Chapter 89
Since Su Jingmo deliberately concealed what happened at the tomb and asked Tan Cheng to leave first, there was no way Tan Cheng would know about it.
Accompanying Su Jingmo, Tan Cheng didn't notice that he was tired. But when he returned to the house at the foot of the mountain, his body suddenly seemed to be oppressed by an invisible weight. Tan Cheng's eyesight went dark, and he collapsed to the ground as if he was overwhelmed. .
"Well..." Pressing his palms on his head, Tan Cheng gasped slightly and frowned. After his breathing became smoother, Tan Cheng tried to stand up, but found that his legs were too weak to stand.
He struggled to get up again, but still couldn't stand.
Tan Cheng sighed, stopped struggling and fell to the ground. He doesn't need to think about it to know what this is. His body is his own, and he still feels something. I'm afraid this is a side effect of the medicine. This feeling of being powerless is not the first time. In the past, he often felt tired and couldn't lift his hands and feet. I'm sorry, I'll get better as long as I sleep, but this time it's a little more serious. I'm afraid it's related to the excessive blood loss in the past two days.
Tan Cheng didn't feel scared or anything, but he was worried that this situation would get worse. If one day he really fell asleep without knowing it, that would not be a good thing. He had made up his mind that even if he died, he would die in that tomb, accompanying Su Jingmo...
There was no one living in Ninghua Village. The elderly family at the entrance of the village was persuaded by the police to move out of the village some time ago. Now there is no wind, and the whole village is dead silent. There is no sound, not even the sounds of insects, birds, and animals. Didn't hear it.
Qin Cheng remembered that Qu Zhiwen said that this tomb was so ghostly that living people would retreat, let alone animals. Those insects and birds had already fled for their lives the moment Su Jingmo woke up.
Escape for your life...
Thinking of Su Jingmo's peach blossom eyes, Tan Cheng shook his head. He was so good-looking, there was nothing to escape from.
The ground was slightly cold in autumn. Tan Cheng lay on the cold ground for a long time before his legs could move. His body was probably at its limit. The familiar feeling of exhaustion came over his face. Tan Cheng quickly rinsed it with cold water and waited until he lay on the bed. He quickly fell asleep.
However, even Tan Cheng didn't know that his sleep was different from the previous ones. He slept for a long time this time, and when he woke up again, it was already four days later...
Qin Cheng slept for four days, and Wu Hai and Zhang Jun were also busy for four days.
It was Wu Hai who discovered something was wrong with Qin Cheng. In response to what Qin Cheng said, Wu Hai contacted the landlord from whom he rented the house before. There happened to be a one-bedroom house that had not yet been rented out, so Wu Hai called Called Qin Cheng, but Qin Cheng didn't answer. Guessing that Qin Cheng might have something wrong, Wu Hai called Qin Cheng twice more in the afternoon, but still no one answered.
It has been uneasy recently, with frequent accidents. How can Wu Hai not be anxious? It's good that Tan Cheng is fine, but what if there is an emergency? The school couldn't find Tan Cheng, so Wu Hai guessed that Tan Cheng might have gone to Ninghua Village.
It's just that... looking at the sun that was about to set, Wu Hai hesitated a little. He didn't know what the situation was in Ninghua Village, and how dangerous that place was. He, who had experienced it, knew best. Seeing the sun, it was like... It was about to set, so he rushed over now. It would be dark when he got there. He was no better than Tan Cheng. Although Tan Cheng didn't say it, he also guessed that Tan Cheng must have something that could block those evil spirits and let him see the ghosts. Even if not, Tan Cheng was protected by the owner of the tomb, so all the people involved in so many murder cases died, but Tan Cheng was still alive...
And he, Wu Hai, is just an ordinary person.
However, he and Tan Cheng had been brothers through life and death. He couldn't do it if he knew that Tan Cheng might be in danger but didn't go.
After thinking about it, Wu Hai simply called Zhang Jun. After telling Zhang Jun the situation, Zhang Jun was silent for a while and then said: "I'm going to contact Qu Zhiwen to see if he can go with me. If it doesn’t work, we and I will go.”
"Okay, please contact Qu Zhiwen first."
However, Qu Zhiwen and Zhang Jun failed to get in touch. Even when he called Jiang Ping, Jiang Ping's phone number was also unreachable. Seeing that the sun was about to set.
Wu Hai and Zhang Jun made a plan and drove towards Ninghua Village, hoping to look for it before it was completely dark.
When the two found Tan Cheng sleeping in the lounge and saw Tan Cheng's expression, they were thankful that they arrived in time.
It was completely unlike what a living person should look like. His face was pale, as if all the blood had faded, with a hint of greenish black. He lay so quietly on the bed with his eyes closed, as if he had no breath.
Wu Hai and Zhang Jun were frightened by this scene. At that moment, they thought that Tan Cheng was dead. They rushed to the bed and pushed Tan Cheng desperately. It was indeed cold when they touched it. Wu Hai gasped. He breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, they felt that Tan Cheng's chest was still rising and falling, so Zhang Jun and Wu Haicai hurriedly carried Tan Cheng into the car and took him to the hospital.
Wu Hai also knew that Tan Cheng's situation was unusual. On the way to send Tan Cheng to the hospital, he asked Zhang Jun to keep in touch with Qu Zhiwen. Although he did not contact him immediately, Qu Zhiwen arrived the next day and came with him. , and Jiang Ping, who I haven’t seen since returning from Pingyao.
When Zhang Jun saw Qu Zhiwen coming, he didn't care about the doctor on the side shaking his head and talking about precautions. He directly pulled Qu Zhiwen and said:
"Come and take a look, what's wrong with Qin Cheng? Why can't he wake up? And his face looks like..." A dead man...
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Zhang Jun didn't say the words. Qu Zhiwen glanced at Tan Cheng and knew what he wanted to say. This didn't look like a dead person, and Tan Cheng had the look of a dead person.
Zhang Jun touched Tan Cheng's face. The skin was slightly stiff, like a person who had just died. However, when his fingers touched the aorta on Tan Cheng's neck, he could only feel normal beating. Although Tan Cheng's breathing was slow, , but there are still some.
It looks dead on the surface, but the internal mechanism is functioning well and maintaining vitality. To be honest, this was the first time Qu Zhiwen had seen this situation.
"How about it, what happened to Tan Cheng?!"
Seeing Qu Zhiwen's expression gradually becoming serious, Zhang Jun also guessed that the situation was not optimistic and asked eagerly: "Is there any danger?"
Qu Zhiwen straightened up and shook his head, "I don't know."
Jiang Ping, who was on the side, saw that Qu Zhiwen stopped and looked at the people standing around when he said this, and he understood that what he was going to say next was best not to be heard by ordinary people. He showed his ID and invited the doctors and nurses who were watching to go out.
Seeing that everyone had left, Qu Zhiwen continued: "He does not look like ghost energy invading his body, nor is it caused by any formation. You should be able to see that Tan Cheng does look like a person who has been dead for a long time. He even had a slight rigor mortis. He couldn't wake up and couldn't hear anything, but he could breathe, and the organs inside his body were moving, but they were running slowly."
"Then, is Tan Cheng still alive?"
"It's alive, but it's no different from being dead. He can't feel anything."
Wu Hai and Zhang Jun didn't know what to say for a moment, or rather, they were dumbfounded.
Seeing the two of them like this, Jiang Ping, who had been silent for the whole time, looked at Tan Cheng and sighed: "Then can he still wake up? Is there anything you can do?"
Qu Zhiwen shook his head again, "The doctor still needs to prescribe the right medicine, let alone this. I don't know what's going on with Qin Cheng, how can I do it casually? But... I'm thinking of someone. You should know what’s going on.”
Although Su Jingmo didn't know how to help Tan Cheng, it would be good if he could at least figure out the direct cause of Tan Cheng's appearance.
Qu Zhiwen was extremely interested in Tan Cheng's state. Logically speaking, Tan Cheng should be dead like this. However, this living soul is still in the body and the organs are still functioning. It is almost like there is something there. Forcibly pulling on Qin Cheng's internal organs to keep him alive... What on earth could achieve this effect?
However, before Qu Zhiwen could use this as an excuse to go to Su Jingmo's tomb to ask Su Jingmo for clarification, that afternoon, Tan Cheng's state changed.
The originally gray and blue face gradually regained its color, while the stiff limbs slowly softened and became full of vitality, and even the breathing slowly returned to normal. It's just that Tan Cheng still hasn't woken up.
These changes all fell into the eyes of four people.
Zhang Jun, who saw this incredible phenomenon for the first time, couldn't help but feel a little numb, "This is fucking like coming back to life..."
As for this sentence, Wu Hai and Jiang Ping only agreed in their hearts, but Luoqu Zhiwen felt the same in his heart.
Resurrection from the dead...
Thinking of a possibility, Qu Zhiwen's expression changed unpredictably... If it was as he thought, he should think about a question again, whether Su Jingmo didn't want to live, or whether he didn't want Tan Cheng to live. Already?
Although Su Jingmo has died long ago...but his soul cannot withstand such torture...
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