Cabin Era

The time spent recuperating in bed always takes a long time. Even though Feng Liang has always been calculating an effective plan in his mind, he still feels that the time has passed. Slowly, Feng Liang lived like a year on this day, waiting for the night to come.

"I want to go to the toilet!"

After dinner, Feng Liang said to Coke very naturally. With the previous experience, the two seemed to let go of this matter. many.

Coke naturally helped Feng Liang to the toilet. After Feng Liang’s repeated request, after placing Feng Liang in the toilet, Coke stood outside the door and waited.

This is the opportunity Feng Liang is waiting for. Putting his index finger into his throat, Feng Liang vomits out what he ate at night. Now that he has guessed that the problem lies with the food, Feng Liang will be at night again. Stay awake and naturally spit out the food in your stomach to ensure nothing is lost.

Feng Liang's operation is so smooth, and Cola who is standing outside the toilet has no idea about it. What he wants is this effect.

After doing everything, with the help of Coke, Feng Liang lay on the bed again, and then just waited a long time.

Feng Liang, who has rich experience in jungle survival, is simple for him to stay up late. When he was in the shelter, he had more than one interrogation experience all night long. For him, these all are Pediatrics.

"It’s getting late, take a break early!"

In order not to arouse Coke’s suspicion, Feng Liang, like before, lay in bed and started dozing. On the other side, Coke also Started to pack and prepare, lying on the bed aside.

The lights in the ward were turned off, and the bright moonlight came in from the window, and it was sprinkled in the ward, and a layer of wrapped in silver and white was sprinkled on it, and at the same time, Feng Liang was able to avoid blindness in the dark. .

As time passed, Feng Liang lay flat on the bed. In order to be able to pretend to be something, he didn't even dare to toss and turn. At the same time, he consciously controlled his breathing and kept it as long as possible. Smooth and gentle.

Soon, the cola on the side breathed evenly. It looked like he was asleep. Feng Liang remained as it was. He didn't do anything. He was waiting, waiting for the person to appear again.

The original seamless plan, but because the goal did not appear, it became meaningless. All of Feng Liang's preparations were completely empty.

Feng Liang, who has no definite time, has been waiting. Time has entered the second half of the night, but the person Feng Liang is waiting for hasn’t shown up yet.

Depending on the situation, tonight is unlikely.

"Coke, Coke!"

"Hmm...what's the matter?"

Feng Liang tried to call out the sleeping Coke beside him. He wanted to confirm that it was It wasn't a food issue. It turned out that even though Cola was asleep, he still heard Feng Liang's call and woke up leisurely.

"I'm a little thirsty, can I..."

In order to cover up his purpose, Feng Liang had to make up a lie.

"Oh, wait a minute, you'll be fine soon."

Coke dragged his sleepy body, got up and poured water for Feng Liang.

Feng Liang's voice was not loud, but Coke was still alarmed, and he began to doubt it.

"Something's wrong!"

Feng Liang is a little puzzled. Did he think the wrong direction from the beginning?

He is not a conceited person, making mistakes is inevitable.

Tonight’s experiment complicates the matter. Feng Liang didn’t get anything useful. The other party seemed to know what he had in mind. When he was ready, he didn’t Appearing, Feng Liang felt a sense of powerlessness as he punched hard but could only hit the cotton.

Not to mention the control of the situation, Feng Liang can't even control his body now. This feeling makes him very uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

Now it seems that there is no such thing as the enemy's openness or the secret. Feng Liang from start to finish has been placed on the surface, but the opponent has always been hidden in the dark.

After drinking two sips of water, Coke fell asleep again, leaving Feng Liang alone in the dark thinking about countermeasures.

For a moment, Feng Liang even felt that he had a delusion of persecution, or whether the enemy did not exist at all, but Feng Liang himself contrived it.

If it weren't for the pinhole, Feng Liang might really think so.

After all, he escaped from the cabin. Except that he was a little relaxed when he stayed with Yue'er in the small fishing village, his nerves were always in a tight state, and he needed to hold his side at all times. All people and things must face not only the powerful dark seeds in the dark, but also the same kind of plot against.

In contrast, those dark seeds in the dark seem not too difficult to deal with.

He is alone, with no comrades in arms to rely on, and no strong support behind him, and what he has to face and shoulders does not allow him to be careless and sloppy.

A little carelessness, it is possible to get yourself into a consigned to eternal damnation situation, all the plans fall short, and countless cabin residents may also die because of this, so he dare not care.

Even if it is a delusion of persecution, Feng Liang would rather face it with the spirit of twelve points.

There is only one reason, and that is that he can't afford to lose.

A little carelessness, there are certain errors, it may lead to the loss of the game.

Feng Liang has been completely drowsy, and now his mind is full of the mysterious person. He guesses whether all this is a coincidence, or a premeditated, coincidence is okay, if it is premeditated, it would be too much too. Terrifying a bit.

Feng Liang squinted his eyes on the bed and pondered every detail repeatedly, analyzing the various reasons that might have caused this situation.

Thinking is the biggest factor in the gap between people. Know yourself and know your enemy before you can fight every battle without defeat. Although Feng Liang doesn’t know him now, he can guess the enemy. In the next move, dozens of guesses are made, covering all possible situations, and then the unpredictable can be achieved.

Of course, in theory, this situation is feasible, but there are huge differences between people's thinking, and it is quite difficult to really do which step.

Feng Liang's frowning brows are all magnified by the monitoring, and they are presented without blind spots on the huge screen.

The eyes staring at the screen are filled with rays of light of greed and mockery.

"How are you feeling recovered?"

After breakfast in the morning, Coke asked while the two were chatting idle.

This kind of problem is originally a fool's problem. People have been so badly injured. After waking up for about two or three days, within a few days, the extent to which they can recover can be thought of with their toes.

Originally, Coke thought the same way, but Feng Liang is different. Anyone who is seriously injured and dying can wake up in two or three days, and can perform some slow activities in three or four days. Going to the toilet alone, at this speed, the ghost knows how well he is recovering.

"It's okay, I can do simple activities."

Feng Liang squeezed his fists and waved his arm slightly.

Although I have prepared in my heart, Coke is still frightened by Feng Liang's recovery speed. At this speed, Feng Liang will be able to recover completely in less than a month, which is too exaggerated. A bit.

"It’s a bit exaggerated."

Coke suppressed the surprise in my heart but couldn’t help but said it. Feng Liang didn’t care either. Standing from the perspective of an ordinary person Look, it is indeed an exaggeration, more than a few.

"What did you eat yesterday afternoon?"

Through chatting, Feng Liang asked by the way.

To solve the doubts in your mind, you have to start with the details around you.

"Apple, I have no appetite for the past two days, and I don't want to eat it. Why are you asking this question?"

Coke casually replied, but who is asking? It is inevitable that she is more curious.

"I just want to know if there is anything else to eat. If I eat that liquid food every day, I am about to eat and vomit."

Feng Liang continuously complained. As for, but compared with the big fish and meat before him, it does look a lot lighter.

"Then I will tell Dr. Li later and let him re-match it for you."

"Doctor Li?"

Feng Liang seems to have caught A vital clue, looked towards the coke on the side, waiting for her answer.

"Yes, dietitian, she matched the food for severely injured patients. Two supplements with food and medicine can speed up the recovery of the injury."

Coke explained patiently.

Feng Liang nodded his head looking thoughtful in response, and said that, the problem really appeared on the food.

But isn’t the specific nutritious meal targeted at the patient? Why does Coke appear to be sleeping?

If she is more lethargic, it's okay, but Feng Liang's call last night was not loud, and she still woke up.

There is a problem here, Feng Liang set his sights on Coke.

This woman is taking care of her daily life, and the suspicion of Coke seems to be greater.

Through repeated ideas all night, Feng Liang overturned all the conjectures of the previous day.

Even if it's not Coke, then she must have some clues.