Strange honey water and Y month [short story collection]

A tube full of air was injected into the old man's veins.

"What are you doing!" His behavior was seen by other researchers, and several people immediately came to stop him.

Zhang Gu quickly understood Xiao Qi's thoughts, he took off his glasses and stood in front of his friend, trying his best to prevent others from approaching.

All the air enters the blood vessels, and they soon enter the old man's heart along with the blood, beating into bubbles with every beat.

The old man's blood circulation is disrupted, and his life passes quickly.

drop--

The ECG monitor left only a straight line at the end.

Snapped--

Suddenly, the power to the entire floor was cut off, and everyone was plunged into darkness.

Three seconds later, the lights came on again, and in the white room, except for Xiaoqi and Zhang Gu, everyone else fell to the ground and bled.

This group of people has gone to the world of the dead.

da da da da

Steady footsteps sounded, and a gentle man in a black suit and with his hair tied up pushed open the door and entered.

He greeted the two people inside in a friendly manner, then went to the iron frame bed and hugged Hua Ke.

The old man curled up in the man's arms, his withered body filling up rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just five seconds, he returned to his 26-year-old appearance.

He slowly opened his eyes, and smiled at the man who was hugging him.

The man turned his head, made a "shh" gesture to the two who dared not move, then strode away with Hua Ke in his arms.

When the door was closed, Hua Ke suddenly raised his head and waved to Xiaoqi.

"Goodbye, brother."

……

The weather is getting cooler and the road is covered by withered and yellow leaves.

In the ninth research room, each room is adjusted to the right temperature by air conditioning.The plants were recently moved to a position by the window, all stretched out, enjoying the daily sunshine comfortably.

Walking along the aisle covered with white square tiles for a while, D-level researcher Xiaoqi lifted the file bag under his arm, and raised his hand to comb his bangs neatly. In front of the room with the iron door.

He finished pulling his work card in the card slot of the access control system, heard a "beep" and gently pushed the door to enter.

The room is not big, it is a square, the four walls are covered with soft materials, there is no furniture except the single bed in the middle, and all are white.

Xiaoqi activated the button, and a floor tile stool rose from the side of the bed.As soon as he sat up, the door of the room was swiped open by another person.

A-level researcher Zhang Gu entered with a box. After closing the door, he opened the box and introduced, "This is the latest device I have researched. It can probably solve the problem of our memory loss."

"I think it's good that I can't remember it," Xiao Qi shook his head, "but you can submit the research report, so that you can go to the first hospital."

Zhang Gu pushed his glasses, and when he was told by his friend, he suddenly felt that he didn't really need to restore that memory.

"I'll submit the report. As for the first hospital, I'd better not go. You won't have lunch with me over there."

————Third sip, finished drinking

The author says:

So tired... finally finished the third story (wipe away tears)

I like this story very much. Because of the limited space and writing style, it is written very thickly. Maybe in the future, when the ability improves, I will use this as the blueprint to open a separate book, right?

But in general, until the third story, I feel that I have improved a little bit in all aspects (smelly shameless)

I hope there is still hope in my writing journey