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The sky and the earth are boundless, and the snow is flying.Looking up, the top of Changbai Mountain is covered with snow and mist.

The wind and snow blocked all sight, and the visibility was only a few feet away.The ice blade-like gust of wind brought huge snowballs and hit from all directions.This is a once-in-a-century snowfall, which comes from the alpine airflow in Siberia.

This sudden cold snap swept across the entire Northeast region in just three days, and even some areas in the central part were greatly affected.Especially in the three northeastern provinces, the area affected by the disaster was large and the extent of the disaster was deep. All vehicles were trapped, and power transportation was also greatly damaged.

Although the power supply department did its best to repair it, armed police soldiers also went into battle to help clear the roadblocks.However, according to official estimates, it will take at least another five days to restore power to the entire Jilin City, and another seven days to completely remove all roadblocks.

Mu Qian's advanced training in Jilin had not yet started, but it ended in a sleet of wind.

The knowledge and skills are in vain, and the promised refund has become a waste of water. What is even more annoying is that since the city was closed by heavy snow, all vehicles, whether coming from the south or going from the north, are prohibited from passing.

It has been 36 hours since Mu Qian was trapped in Jilin with his car.Although the wind and snow show signs of gradually stopping, the post-disaster reconstruction work after the storm still needs to continue for a long time.

No one took over his work in Beijing, and many patients were waiting for him to go back to see a doctor, not to mention that Mu Qian had a large medical conference to attend in Hebei four days later.If he couldn't be there on time, he might become a sinner of the entire affiliated hospital, and for him, this was really a deal that cost his wife and lost his army.

Fortunately, through a good friend, Mu Qian found out that Changbai Mountain ordered a passage to leave the city.It is usually sparsely populated, and very few people will manage it. In addition, recently everyone's focus is on emergency rescue and disaster relief, so no one cares about it.

Mu Qian asked people to find out the route, and drove to Changbai Mountain that night, but just when he arrived at the foot of Changbai Mountain, the wind and snow that had gradually subsided suddenly increased again.

The wind howled, slapping the rocks frantically.The gravel on the road was constantly rolling back and forth under the wind and snow.The storm passing through the gap brought an angry howl similar to the cry of a ghost.The huge snowstorm almost covered all the lanes in sight.

As the snow fell more and more, the snow on the road became thicker and thicker.It was just before sunset, and the visibility of the entire lane was less than two meters.As the daylight became darker and darker, Mu Qian could no longer drive normally. The heavy snow and setting sun forced him to stop on this lonely mountain road.

The wind became louder and louder, and the snow became more and more urgent.But looking up, the entire mountain road was a vast expanse.

Mu Qian didn't even know how long to go before she found a village with people.He took out his mobile phone and wanted to call for help, but because of the remote mountain road and the snowy weather, the mobile phone had no signal at all.

Mu Qian put the phone back into his pocket, took out the emergency flashlight from the front box of the car, put on the thick down jacket he put on the back seat, opened the car door and got into the snow.He wanted to find a place to rest, and incidentally used the local communication equipment to call the police for help.But after walking for a long time, apart from the mountain road or the mountain road, let alone a village, there is not even an open space.

Holding a flashlight, Mu Qian continued to move forward against the increasing wind and snow, while muttering to herself, "Why doesn't this place even have a village..."

Mu Qian thought it was not an option to go on like this, so she climbed up the mountain beside her, intending to go to a high place to see the surrounding terrain, and then decide how to go.After a period of strenuous climbing, Mu Qian finally reached a mountain top.

He took a flashlight and looked around, and he could vaguely see some outlines.However, to his disappointment, as far as he could see, there were mountain roads all around him, and there was no village where he could rest.

Disappointed, Mu Qian took out her phone again to try her luck.At this moment, an inky black object not far from the foot of the mountain suddenly caught Mu Qian's gaze.

what is that?

Mu Qian put the phone back into her pocket, pointed the flashlight at it, and carefully identified it for a long time.

Why does it look like a person?

Mu Qian observed for a while, but did not see any movement from the other party.

It can't be a dead man, can it?

In the dead of night, the wind and snow were raging.In such a place where there is no village in front and no shop behind, seeing a dead person suddenly, even if Mu Qian was a doctor, she would still be terrified.A chill ran down his spine, and he quickly shook the goosebumps on his body.

Who says it has to be dead?What if people are just tired from walking and lie down on the ground to sleep?

In order to determine the identity of the target, Mu Qian hesitated several times, and finally walked up boldly.When he came closer and took a look, he was quite surprised again.The guy on the ground wasn't dead, his chest was still heaving in the snow.But there was a puddle of blood around his leg, and the blood had seeped into the snow, dyeing the snow a shocking red.

Mu Qian subconsciously thought that the other party's leg was scratched by a branch, and because of blood loss, she fell into a temporary shock.Surprised, he quickly turned Lu Bingcheng over and searched for wounds on his legs.

But to his surprise, apart from a hole in Lu Bingcheng's trouser leg, no obvious trauma was found at all.He turned Lu Bingcheng back again, intending to find it again on the back.

Unexpectedly, the discovery this time really shocked Mu Qian.I saw a hole of the same size on the back of Lu Bingcheng's trouser legs.Judging from the shape of the hole alone, this is definitely not a scratch from a branch.

Because Mu Qian knew that if it was scratched by a branch, there should be a long and thin tear on Lu Bingcheng's trouser leg.But there was no such tear on his trouser legs, but two bloody holes, one in front and one in back.

What could cause such a hole?

In Mu Qian's impression, there were only guns.

Who would use a gun in a place like this?Could it be that a businessman who hunted illegally mistakenly shot this man as prey?

Mu Qian shook her head and quickly denied her statement.

Such a statement does not make sense.

If the man in front of him was really shot, what about his wounds?A clean and white leg without any wounds at all.

How should this be explained?

The more Mu Qian thought about it, the more weird she felt, even the howling wind became several times more terrifying.He shook his head, trying to clear the weird thoughts from his mind as soon as possible.

In any case, it is important to save lives.

Mu Qian pushed Lu Bingcheng and shouted at him, "Sir? Sir? Sir, wake up..."

Lu Bingcheng groaned, propped his back and slowly opened his eyes.His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked extremely hideous.

Mu Qian was terribly frightened by him, subconsciously retreated a few inches: "Sir, are you alright?"

Lu Bingcheng had no time to pay attention to Mu Qian's question, because his heart and lungs were suffering from bursting pain.The pain didn't come from the outside, but from the inside of the body.The internal organs seemed to explode at the same time, and the huge energy circulated and derived in his body, almost as if it would swallow him whole.

Apart from the obvious pains on his body, Lu Bingcheng also had some other unusual feelings.

His vision has become extremely sharp, even at the foot of the snow-covered Changbai Mountain, he can still see the scene a hundred meters away.

His hearing has also become very strong, not only can he hear the huge wind, but also Mu Qian's weak breathing at the same time.

His senses of smell, touch, feeling, and maybe even taste have all become much stronger than before.

Such a sudden change made him flustered and at a loss.

What happened in the end?

Why did he become like this?

Lu Bingcheng endured the pain, moved his fingers, and gradually recovered his body functions.He remembered that he escaped from the base and ran all the way down the mountain.Those people chased after him and shot frantically behind him.One of the shots hit him in the calf, and he fell on the snow and fell down the hill.

By the way, it hurts...

gunshot wound...

Thinking of his gunshot wound, Lu Bingcheng's calf twitched.He moved his toes, and suddenly felt that the wound was not as painful as before.At first he thought it was because of the freezing, but no matter how much he moved, there was no sign of pain from the wound, and he began to feel strange.

Very strange.

At this time, a bold idea suddenly popped into Lu Bingcheng's mind.The level of boldness shocked Lu Bingcheng himself.

In order to verify his thoughts, he quickly turned over and sat up, looking down at the wound on his leg.Sure enough, the place on the leg that should have been bloody and bloody is now a piece of intact skin.

A dazzling white light flashed in Lu Bingcheng's mind, and his skull suddenly seemed to be about to explode.The blood seemed to be flowing backwards in his body, and a sense of swelling that was about to burst spread all over his body.

"what……"

Lu Bingcheng groaned, lay down on the snow again, and suddenly covered his heart.

"Sir...Sir, are you okay?" Mu Qian was startled, and quickly stepped forward to grab Lu Bingcheng's arm.The moment the skins of the two touched, Lu Bingcheng suddenly felt an electric current travel down Mu Qian's palm to his upper arm.

With a flash of white light, Lu Bingcheng saw a vast expanse of heavy snow. He was sitting in the driver's seat of an Audi, and in front of him was a blizzard mixed with a strong wind. His car was trapped by the wind and snow on a winding path at the foot of Changbai Mountain. Holding a flashlight, I climbed up the snow-capped mountain on foot, looked down from a high place, and suddenly saw myself.

Lu Bingcheng looked back at Mu Qian in disbelief, only to see that the other party was indeed carrying an emergency car flashlight in his hand.

What's happening here?

Why did these scenes that he had never experienced flash before his eyes?

Could it be that these memories just now were not his?

But the person in front of him?

In order to further prove his idea, Lu Bingcheng suddenly grabbed Mu Qian's wrist.

Sure enough, completely different memory fragments appeared again.

Pure white ward.

Pure white sheets.

Doctors, nurses and patients...

Could it be that the person in front of him is a doctor?

Mu Qian was taken aback by Lu Bingcheng's sudden move.

Dusk was approaching, and there was no one around, in a wilderness where chickens didn't lay eggs and birds didn't shit, and someone grabbed his wrist suddenly.

Mu Qian's heart almost collapsed...

"Sir, you can't..."

Lu Bingcheng, as if he didn't hear Mu Qian's words at all, suddenly turned over and pushed Mu Qian to the snow.

"what……"

Dusk was approaching, there was no one around, and a piece of wilderness where chickens did not lay eggs and birds did not shit, was suddenly pressed into the snow.

Mu Qian's heart is already broken...

However, what made him feel even more devastated was that the snow-capped savage who appeared out of nowhere straddled him actually pressed his wrist and directly tore his thick down jacket.