The sudden appearance of the early bus surprised me a little.

As soon as the bus stopped, the front door opened.

Then I saw the driver master holding the steering wheel, craning his head and saying to me:

"Little brother, what's the matter?"

I saw the driver master question, quickly back to a sentence:

"Master, my uncle is injured and must be sent to the hospital immediately."

After hearing what I said, the driver didn't hesitate:

"Get on the bus! I'll send it to you. "

When I heard that, I was excited, or there were many good people!

And the driver teacher, also said to the passengers in the car:

"Ladies and gentlemen, there is an injured patient who needs to be taken to the hospital urgently, so the original route has changed.

If a passenger is in a hurry.

You can get off early and change to other means of transportation.

Please forgive me. "

The passengers in the carriage didn't speak, and no one got off. It was quiet.

The driver's master saw that no one got off the bus and no one answered.

Then continue to said:

"Then we'll be on our way."

Say that finish "click", the door closed.

But when I just got on the bus, my heart was thumped.

Just now, the bus master said "on the road"?

General drivers, who will say on the road?

They all say "let's go"

When we talk about going on the road, we all talk about the dead. Who uses these two words for the living?

Surprised, I glanced at the carriage.

It was found that the compartment was damp, like the floor had just been washed.

Moreover, the style of this bus looks very old.

It seems to be the kind of old bus I took when I was a child.

The passengers in the car are men, women and children.

There are women holding babies and nursing them.

There are elderly people who carry vegetables, salesmen with briefcases or white-collar workers, and students carrying schoolbags.

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But each one, his face is not good.

Pale and pale, including the sucking baby, are almost the same color.

Just like Zhang Qiang, who is pestering me, a face.

They didn't look at us either, and each did his own thing.

Seeing this, my heart has been cold and cold.

It's after four o'clock in the morning, like five o'clock.

It's too early.

But people from different occupations have gathered at one point and feel very wrong.

Coupled with the style of this car, I feel that it is 80% possible to get on a ghost car.

Really, when you are unlucky, you can't stop drinking water.

I was a little scared, but there was no other action.

Because I look at the bus route, it is really going in the direction of the hospital.

Uncle Yu's condition is not optimistic, and he must go to the hospital for treatment quickly.

Now even though I know that I am in a ghost bus.

But as long as I can go to the hospital, I admit it.

If something happens in the middle, I can only fight with them.

I put down my uncle Yu, sat down in an empty place, and put one hand on the kitchen knife.

Side of Yu Shu, mutter a cry:

"Uncle Yu, it seems that we got on the wrong bus!"

I can see the clue, and Uncle Yu must have seen it.

Just too weak to show it.

Now listen to me and smile at me;

"Is it a blessing or a curse? It's a curse."

I gave a "well" cry, while helping Uncle Yu stop bleeding according to the wound, while being alert to the surroundings and the bus route.

The bus is very quiet, and there is almost no noise.

There's nothing unusual about the driving route.

Even the green light went all the way, without stopping once.

Scared, it only took about twelve or three minutes, and the bus stopped.

Not far away, it is our third people's hospital in Shancheng.

Click! The door opens.

Driver teacher turned around at the moment and said to me:

"The little brother is here, let's go!"

I paused slightly.

Although the driver's master looks pale, he has a serious expression.

I am very touched inside.

When we came out, the living didn't help us, but the dead helped us in the end.

I nodded, holding Yu Shu and got off.

When I really get off the bus and feel down to earth.

To drive the driver teacher, loudly said 1:

"Master, what's your name? I'll send you the fare later. "

The driver teacher but with the wave to me:

"No need."

Say that finish, directly closed the door, and then drove out of here.

Seeing this, I realized that it was not bad luck, it was good luck.

I glanced at the license plate and bus route.

330，JK7231。

The front of the bus turned a corner and there was no shadow.

I silently remember that I have to burn paper money for the driver of this line later.

Finally, I ran to the hospital behind Uncle Yu's back.

And Yu Shu, at this time is weak said:

"I have heard of this ghost bus for a long time, but this is the first time to sit, and it feels good."

I couldn't laugh when I heard Uncle Yu's teasing.

I carried Uncle Yu on my back and quickly came to the hospital gate.

Called the doctor twice into it ...

After a while, the doctor came.

Uncle Yu was an emergency patient and was directly pushed into the operating room.

I signed up and paid the fee according to the hospital rules.

I had no money, so I had to swipe my credit card and paid 10 thousand yuan in advance.

But I don't feel bad at all.

Without Uncle Yu, I would have died outside.

I'm just a few skin injuries. It's not a big problem, and I didn't take it seriously.

There is no extra money, so let me see a doctor by myself.

I plan to get better, so I'll go to the drugstore outside to buy some gauze iodophor and deal with it myself.

It's just that these bruises on my body have attracted many people's attention, but I ignored them.

Fortunately, God bless, although Uncle Yu had a laceration on his neck, he was sent to the hospital in time.

After timely hemostasis and dressing and transfusion, Uncle Yu's condition was stabilized.

I'm standing beside Uncle Yu with bare arms at the moment, waiting for him to wake up after the anesthetic.

A grandfather with a broken leg in the next hospital bed.

Seeing that I was naked and still black and blue, he kindly gave me an old shirt to wear.

Because I haven't eaten all night, I'm afraid Uncle Yu will be drugged later and want to eat something.

I'm going downstairs to buy something to eat.

As a result, when I went out, I met Mr. Li, a neurologist in our hospital.

He recognized me, too

Asked me why I didn't attend his class yesterday.

Is the death of Zhang Qiang and Chen Guofu a great blow to me?

He also said that he knew that Zhang Qiang and I were roommates and had a good relationship.

Teacher Chen also valued me, and both of them died by accident.

Let me adjust my mentality now and focus on my studies.

Go to work as a doctor in the future and be a good doctor.

I am suffering, Zhang Qiang, a drowning ghost.

It was quite a blow to me, almost killing me, and leaving Uncle Yu lying in the ward.

But when I heard that Mr. Chen Guofu had passed away, my heart was slightly shocked.

Because this Chen Guofu teacher is our planer teacher.

That day, in the planing class, he asked me to take the lead in planing Xiaoyu.

Is he dead, too?

I was a little surprised, but I also smelled something unusual.

Because Zhang Qiang, the drowned ghost, always said that the teacher was urging.

Urging his teacher, isn't it Mr. Chen Guofu?

I wonder, is there any connection between the two?

I asked, how did Mr. Chen Guofu die?

Teacher Li was still surprised and said that I didn't know about it.

Then he told me that Chen Guofu, our planer teacher, also drowned.

But instead of drowning in the school lake, he drowned in the corpse storage pool.

And teacher Chen asked me how I came to the hospital.

I can't be honest.

Just say something happened to my relatives and I didn't go back to class these two days

Teacher Chen didn't say anything to me because she was going to see a doctor.

Patted me on the shoulder, let me adjust my mentality and go back to school early ...

But I stood there with a dignified face.

Teacher Chen and roommate Zhang Qiang were both killed in the plane-solving class.

Their death must be related to Xiaoyu's body.

But the light rain can't hurt me.

Even I suspect that Xiao Yu may have helped me last night.

Because I smelled formalin before I heard the chicken crow.

However, after their death, why did they haunt me?