Gu Xizhou was in a daze. The old man was lying flat on his' body '. The old man could not move at all. After a while, Gu Xizhou confirmed one thing. After entering the door this time, the thing his soul resided in was not a person, but a bed.
The bed was an appendage, which meant that the door was on the bed.
The old man was paralyzed. He lay on the bed every day, doing nothing and thinking nothing. Gu Xizhou could clearly sense the old man's emotions. His mind was blank.
After the old man's family sent him to the sanatorium, they would come to the sanatorium once a week. It was obvious that the man was working very hard. Every time he came, he would have dark circles under his eyes. He would force himself to talk to the old man, even if the old man did not answer him.
Kacha.
The old man's son came again.
The man dragged his tired body into the room. After taking a deep breath, he forced himself to walk up to the old man. He smiled and asked, "Dad, how have you been these days?"
The old man's eyes were half-closed. He could not speak, so he could only smile. He meant that he was fine and did not need his son to worry about him.
The man was silent for a while. He picked up an apple and peeled it with a knife. He cut it into small pieces and sent them into the old man's mouth. "Dad, I have to go on a business trip in a few days. It will take about a month. I won't be able to visit you for a month."
The old man wanted to nod, but due to the years of paralysis, all the muscles in his body had shrunk. He could not move at all.
Gu Xizhou silently watched the interaction between the old man and the man in front of him. The man stayed in the room for an entire afternoon before leaving.
The room fell into a dead silence again. Usually, the old man would just be in a daze. He would only think when the man came. For some reason, as the bed, Gu Xizhou could clearly sense what the old man was thinking this time.
"It's all because of my paralysis that my son can't find a wife now …"
Gu Xizhou saw a middle-aged old man. When the old man was paralyzed, his son had just graduated from university. This young man worked while taking care of his father. The young man came from the countryside and did not have much money. No girl was willing to marry a young man with this old man.
Until now, he was already 34 or 35 years old, and he still hadn't married or had children. It was only in the past two years that the young man's life had changed along with the development of his career. After he was promoted, he had to go on business trips frequently. Under such circumstances, he had no choice but to contact the sanatorium and send the old man to take care of him.
As the old man reminisced, Gu Xizhou felt something wet on his body. The bedsheets were soaked with tears.
In the following days … the old man went on a hunger strike.
The emaciated old man stared at the ceiling in a daze. Glucose was being injected into his hand. Due to his hunger strike, the nursing home was afraid of being held responsible, so they had no choice but to forcibly inject the old man with the nutrients he needed every day.
Why, I'm not dead yet.
The man who rushed over cried and begged his father to eat. "Dad, please eat, I beg you!"
"Dad, I've told you before that I don't want you to die because you think you're a burden to me. I'm willing to take care of you, just like how you took care of me when I was young.
"I beg you, I still need to work. Please don't cause trouble for me. I can't do my job well if you continue like this. When I get promoted and have more money, I'll naturally be able to find a wife. Dad … please don't continue like this, okay? Don't you want to see me marry a wife? "
Gu Xizhou saw the man kneeling on the ground and begging. He looked so pitiful.
The old man finally opened his mouth to eat amidst his son's cries. The days passed just like that. One day, the man really brought a woman to the hospital.
"Dad, this is Wen Hua. We're already discussing marriage. I brought her here to meet you today!"
When the old man heard this, his gaze fell on the woman. His eyes were instantly filled with smile lines.
The aura of death spread throughout the room. The old man finally closed his eyes in peace. As the bed on the old man's body, Gu Xizhou could clearly feel the happiness in the old man's heart.
A few days after the old man's death, Gu Xizhou saw the old man's son again. Hmm … this man's wife didn't come with him?
After the man came in, he started to pack the old man's things. He put them one by one into his pocket. After a while, he seemed to be tired. He sat on the bed, lowered his head, and let out a long sigh.
After a while, Gu Xizhou saw the man sitting on the bed without moving. He maintained the same posture. After a long time, the nurse of the nursing home opened the door and came in.
"Mr. Kong, the nursing home is about to close. Are … are you okay?" the nurse asked.
However, the man did not answer. The nurse walked in with a frown. She tried to pat the man's shoulder. With this pat, the man's body fell to the ground!
His body had already turned cold.
"He … he's dead!" the woman screamed in horror.
However, Gu Xizhou was not surprised. Not long after the man sat on the bed, Gu Xizhou clearly noticed that the bed had 'consciousness'. He had finally found the owner of the door.
The door was not on the bed. It was on the man's body.
Gu Xizhou found out the cause of the man's death. Sudden death due to overwork.
Then, the bed welcomed a second old man. This old man was not paralyzed. He had four children at home. However, the four children were unwilling to let the old man stay at their home. Therefore, the four children paid to send the old man to the nursing home.
Since then, the old man's four children had not visited the nursing home again.
At night, the old man sat on the bed in a daze.
The old man was like this every day. He would sit there quietly for a long time. He did not speak, nor did he chat. He sat on the bed and did not leave the room.
Until the old man died.
One old man after another appeared on the bed. Gu Xizhou felt that his surroundings were lifeless every day.
As time passed, the nursing home began to change. The people here began to be rude to the old men whose relatives did not come to visit. They no longer cared for them as carefully as before. Instead, their attitude was bad. Sometimes, they would even say some embarrassing things to provoke the patients.
"Tsk, what's wrong with taking it slow? Do you really think your family will come back to visit you? They have all left the country and paid for ten years. They won't be coming back in the future. Isn't it just taking it slow? Will they die? "
"The blood is flowing back into the blood vessels. I … I … you …" The old man lied on the bed and argued angrily with the caregiver in front of him. His face was flushed red.
"What? Tsk, I don't want to take care of you! Tomorrow, I'll switch to someone else. Whoever wants to take care of you can take care of you. So troublesome! "
The old man's body was not well, so he could only move his mouth. There was nothing he could do about the caregiver in front of him.
It was nighttime again. The old man had just returned from the hospital due to his poor health, so he was still receiving IV drips every day. The caregiver did not come on time. Gu Xizhou could not help but frown when he saw the blood flowing out.
At that moment, the bed, or more accurately, the bedsheet moved. It was as if the bed had a life of its own. In the night, the bedsheet was like a pair of hands, helping the immobile old man turn off the switch on the IV drip.
"I forgot to turn off the IV drip for the old man yesterday!"
The caregiver hurried over and found that the IV drip had been turned off for a long time. The old man was still asleep. The caregiver rubbed his eyes. Did he come last night?
Forget it. No matter what, it was still turned off.
Everyone who stayed in the ward would be taken care of by the bed. At night, the IV drip would be turned off, blankets covered, and water given … It seemed like the bed in the ward was the one that picked up the blankets for Grandma Song.
Gu Xizhou realized that the bed was slowly forming a strange connection with the young man who had suddenly died on the bed. Even though he could not see the man's soul, the bed was the man, and the man was the bed.
After all, the sanatorium was a place filled with negative energy. Compared to the happy old man, most of the patients had their own misfortunes.
The bed started to have its own emotions, and it was very unhappy.
Clang, clang, clang.
The sound of the chains moving slowly came from the bed. Gu Xizhou was sure that the chains on the man had broken.
As the attitude of the staff at the sanatorium worsened, the chains on the man's body finally broke. Strange things started to happen at the hospital, and people died every day.
The bed created a panic. All the staff at the sanatorium died, and no one dared to work there anymore. All the patients left, and the sanatorium declared bankruptcy. The bed was left in the room forever.
The scenes before his eyes kept repeating. Gu Xizhou's mind suddenly became heavy, and his mind went blank. The glaring sunlight from outside the curtains fell on his eyelids, making his eyes red.
"Phew — he's out."
Gu Xizhou heard someone whispering in his ear. He opened his eyes and saw Si Yu looking at him gently. She ran her hand through Gu Xizhou's hair and asked, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Gu Xizhou smiled. He heard heavy breathing. He turned around and saw Fang Zhi sweating like he had just run a thousand meters.
"Gu Ge, you see it, right? It's the bed. The door is on the bed!" Fang Zhi said.
Gu Xizhou nodded. "The soul of the 'Mr. Kong' who suddenly died 'is connected to the bed. Before this, the bed did not have any thoughts. It could only sense the patient's emotions, but after the' Mr. Kong's' death, it started to have emotions."
Fang Zhi thought about it and mumbled softly, "But I feel that something is strange. Previously, I could see the ghosts when they possessed the bodies, but this time, I couldn't. I could only see the bed."
Gu Xizhou heard Fang Zhi's words and frowned slightly. It was indeed different.
He wanted to ask Si Yu for her opinion, but Si Yu just smiled. She did not participate in the conversation, nor did she give her opinion.
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