poor house

Pointing to the things in the pool, Wang Meng realized that the doctor was holding a small, unidentifiable bloody thing in his hand.

"The aborted fetus." The female doctor said, holding the object in her hand in front of Wang Meng, as if to let him see it more clearly. "This is the girl's."

On the blood-stained white rubber gloves, a tiny fetus curled up motionless.I don't know if it's the umbilical cord or something that is covered in blood, but where it should be the head, the two black eyes are hidden under a thin layer of skin.Its almost transparent body, even the tiny palms that haven't grown yet can be seen.

Seeing in disbelief the fetus in the doctor's hand, which was not even half a slap in the face, Wang Meng felt that there was nothing left in his mind.

"Or?" Probably mistaking Wang Meng for the girl's boyfriend, the doctor asked, "If you want, take it back to her."

"Ah?" I didn't expect the doctor to ask such a question, but Wang Meng reckoned that the girl would feel even more sad when she saw it.

"This is very nourishing to the body." The doctor said as usual, and the doctor looked at Wang Meng's pale face and smiled, "If you don't want it, then forget it." Saying that, the doctor held the fetus in his hand and that The pile of previous fetuses was thrown together.

Resisting the urge to feel nauseous, Wang Meng put the materials in his hand on the shelf beside him, "Please give this to Director Hong for me, thank you." After that, without waiting for the doctor to say anything, Wang Meng He clenched his fists and strode out.

It turns out that people really can eat people.

The faintly glowing red cloud seemed to be stained with blood, and large flakes of snowflakes kept flying, but in just a moment, this small city in southern Anhui was dressed in silver.This is the first snow this year, with a momentum that has never been seen before, overwhelming and menacing.

Sitting in a small restaurant near the hospital, Wu Xie looked anxiously at the dishes that had started to cool down in front of him. "What's the matter with Wang Meng? I haven't finished handing in the materials yet. If I knew it, I wouldn't be cooking this morning." The waiter was called to remove the dishes and heat them up. In the plain-wrapped streets, I thought about making a phone call to urge Wang Meng.

"Wait a little longer." Comforting Wu Xie, who was starting to get anxious, Zhang Qiling turned sideways and looked at the street where no one passed by, and gradually became a little uneasy.

"Brother, Wang Meng couldn't find it here, right? You wait for me here, I'll go look for him outside." As he said that, he was about to stand up, but Zhang Qiling, who had already stood up, pushed Wu Xie back.

"I'll go. It's cold outside." Patting Wu Xie on the shoulder, Zhang Qiling looked around the restaurant where there were still many diners eating, and walked out after confirming that there was nothing unusual.

The sound of clinking cups of wine came from the next few tables, the sound of chatting and eating, coupled with the abundant heating in the restaurant, made Wu Xie yawn involuntarily.Looking at the door behind where no one passed by, Wu Xie dozed off with her head drooping on the back of the chair.

The howling north wind mixed with heavy snow swept in with the glass door that was suddenly pulled open. Wu Xie, who was terrified by the cold, opened his eyes, wondering if Zhang Qiling and Wang Meng had returned, but found It was two girls and a boy who sat down at the table next to them.

Hey, there were still people at this table just now, did we finish eating in a short while?

Shrugging his back that was completely chilled by the wind, Wu Xie looked at the empty table, looked around the whole room to find the waiter, why did the dish take so long to heat up?

"What do you want to order?" The waiter holding the menu stood still at the next table, and after recording, he seemed to have not heard Wu Xie's voice behind him, and walked into the back hall on his own.

What's the matter, didn't he hear himself speak?Frowning suspiciously, Wu Xie sat on the chair and turned around to look outside, the snow was getting bigger and bigger.

"I ordered an old hen soup, you must drink more." The voice from the next table suddenly sounded, and the voice that was close at hand didn't sound like it was a table away.

It was only then that Wu Xie discovered that the voice at the next table seemed so abrupt because at some point in the entire restaurant, only himself and the three students at the next table were left.The diners who were eating just now walked away quietly.

Wu Xie obviously felt that he had closed his eyes for less than a minute, but why didn't he notice those changes at all.Looking suspiciously at the three childish-looking children at the next table, Wu Xie always felt that the chill that had been spreading since he woke up had become more and more biting.Isn't the air conditioner turned on, why does the room suddenly become so cold.

"It hurts." The girl sitting next to the boy said angrily, her entire face was so pale that there was no blood left.

"Is the chair too cold? You put my clothes on it and sit on it." The boy thoughtfully helped the girl to stand up, and then put his coat on the chair.And another girl poured a cup of hot water and handed it over, motioning for the girl to cover her hands quickly.

"My stomach hurts." The girl holding the water glass kept trembling. Although she was already covered with a thick down jacket, she still felt as if she was sitting on the edge of a knife.The pain from the mechanical invasion in the lower abdomen still hasn't disappeared, and the cold dull pain seems to have taken root, and it spreads all over the body in an intertwined way.

"Why haven't the dishes been served yet?" The girl stood up anxiously and looked at the back hall, as if she was about to raise her voice to urge her, when she saw the waiter walking over with a white porcelain basin. "The soup is here, let's drink some soup."

"Waiter?!" He went to pull the waiter who was beside him, but Wu Xie found that his hand was empty.Holding the cold air in his hand in a daze, Wu Xie looked incredulously at the three students next door who ignored him.So I was dreaming? !

"I'll serve it for you." The boy took the bowl and chopsticks and carefully filled a bowl of soup and placed it in front of the girl. There was a thick layer of oily soup floating in the golden luster, and the rich aroma came out with warmth. .

"Hmm." The girl squeezed out a pale smile, holding the steaming soup and stopped talking.

In the quiet small restaurant, only the heartbeat and breathing of four people could be heard. Wu Xie stared at the bowl of dark red soup with a cold body, and felt his whole stomach was overwhelmed.In the white porcelain basin, the blood-like liquid was bubbling like boiling magma, and the stench of rust had already made Wu Xie almost suffocate.The white stuff that kept churning in the liquid was not chicken, but rather the kind of grounded indescribable pieces of meat.The gray meat was not cooked due to the temperature of the liquid, but it also had a bright red color like fresh meat.

"Eat it while it's hot, or it will be cold in a while." The girl looked at the girl who was covering her hands in a daze, and urged with some worry.

"En." Nodding, the girl looked at the chicken leg in her bowl, picked up the chopsticks and smiled at the two of them. "I made you worry."

Helplessly watching the girl pick up the same blood-red thing in her bowl, Wu Xie tried all her strength to stop her, but found that she couldn't even make a sound.Staring at the thing caught in the chopsticks by the girl, Wu Xie could clearly see that it was an unformed fetus.

The long umbilical cord was still dragging in the girl's bowl to absorb the blood, and on the big head, huge black eyeballs were hidden under the transparent skin, staring fiercely at Wu Xie.The ungrown hands and feet were tightly attached to the side, bloody and hideous.

can not eat!You can't eat it!

The whole body was imprisoned in place, Wu Xie was screaming desperately in his heart, but he could only watch the girl and her friend and lover, without knowing it, began to enjoy the pot of bloody meat, using those who were caught The beaten fetus is made into soup.

"Wu Xie?"

The shoulder was patted lightly from behind, and the feeling of being imprisoned all over the body finally disappeared.Wu Xie suddenly raised her head to look at Zhang Qiling who was sitting next to her and Wang Meng who was opposite, and subconsciously looked at the table next to her.empty.nobody.

"Brother—" He took a long breath, and Wu Xie looked at Wang Meng with some reproach, "Why did you two come back?"

"We've been back for a while, and we didn't wake you up before the food was served." Wang Meng waved to Wu Xie, whose face turned pale in an instant, "Boss, what's wrong with you, why are you so dazed?"

"Did anyone come to this table just now?" Wu Xie tremblingly pointed at the next table, Wu Xie's heart hung up again.

"Two girls and one boy. I met them in the hospital. She just finished the operation." Shrugging his shoulders, Wang Meng said helplessly, "The girl is very weak, and she only had two sips of chicken soup. , cried out that my stomach hurts, and then left.”

"Wu Xie?" Looking at the pale Wu Xie with a frown, Zhang Qiling asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

"Brother, I dreamed just now." Holding Zhang Qiling's hand tightly, Wu Xie recalled the scene in the dream just now, only to feel another tumbling in his stomach. "That girl, she ate her own baby!"

"No way? I clearly saw it was an old hen." Wang Meng also remembered the fetuses he saw in the hospital, and said with restraint. "And that girl's fetus was left behind by the doctor."

"Really?" Looking at Wang Meng suspiciously, Wu Xie didn't know whether he was dreaming or dreaming just now, but the lingering anxiety completely made him feel at ease.

"Wu Xie, I'm here." Holding Wu Xie's hand forcefully, Zhang Qiling tried hard to suppress the cruelty and anger in his eyes, and spoke softly.