My friend's name is Haokang, and his parents named him because they wanted him to grow up healthily. It's a pity that Haokang doesn't seem to follow this name. Growing up, because of poor physical fitness, he was often ill, and his parents often took him to the hospital. I took a lot of medicine, and there were no fewer needles and infusion bottles, which almost became a medicine pot.
That was when Haokang was 4 years old. That winter, the weather was unusually cold. Many people have a cold and fever. Haokang has not been spared. He has a bad cough and a fever of nearly 39 degrees. His parents gave him antipyretics, and it didn't get better. No way, the husband and wife had to ask for leave and take Haokang to the Children's Hospital.
Haokang has been in a state of confusion because of physical discomfort. After the doctor hung the infusion bag or bottle for him, his parents took him to the waiting hall to wait. In this way, he lost more than an hour of fluid, and finally felt better, just as Haokang opened his eyes in a daze. It snowed heavily outside.
"Son, are you still uncomfortable?" Haokang's mother reached out and touched Haokang's forehead, and then touched her head: "I still have a fever, but much better."
Haokang is dizzy sitting in a chair, maybe for a long time. He felt a little tired, so he leaned to the right and wanted to change his posture. But at the moment he moved sideways. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a strange little boy standing in a corner not far behind him. He looks about five or six years old, wearing a thin hospital gown, with pale face and blue lips. Bald and barefoot. Although it is snowing outside and the temperature in the hall is very low, he doesn't seem to feel cold at all. He stood motionless in the corner, staring at himself with a strange look.
I don't know why, when I saw the boy's eyes, Haokang suddenly felt very scared, so he tugged at his mother's clothes. Nervously said, "Mom, I'm afraid ..."
"Don't be afraid, this infusion bag will be finished soon. Shall we go home and sleep? " Mother stroked Haokang gently, trying to calm him down.
"There's a child watching me!" Haokang timidly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. "At the same time looked at the boy warily with his eyes. He still stood in the same place, maintaining the expression and action just now.
"No, there is no little boy. You must be mistaken. " Mom turned around, pointed to the empty corner and said with a smile, "It's your little head burning and smoking."
"No, mom, I really saw it. Look, he is smiling at me! " Hao Kang's eyes widened with fear. The boy is really smiling at himself. Not only that, he began to move slowly and came to himself.
"I'm not afraid, I'll be finished soon ..." My mother comforted Haokang and turned his little head to the front. Haokang can't see the back, and his heart is finally down to earth.
A few minutes later, the infusion bag was finished. The doctor pulled out the needle for Hao Kang. He said to Haokang's parents on the side: "Go home and let the children drink more hot water and have a good rest. If the fever still doesn't go down, give me another shot. "
"Yes, please." Haokang's father put on his coat and picked him up. The couple covered Haokang tightly with clothes, braved the snowflakes flying all over the sky, and walked step by step to the road home. After about twenty minutes' walk, they walked into their corridor.
"Kangkang, we are home." Mother took off Haokang's hat, and Haokang, who was about to fall asleep in his father's arms, opened his eyes in a daze. However, just as he opened his eyes, something in his sight scared him to shout. The bald boy I saw in the hospital was actually standing behind his parents, less than one meter away from himself. His eyes are still cold and strange, and dark brown blood is slowly flowing from his blue lips!
"Wow!" Haokang could no longer restrain his inner fear and began to cry loudly. Haokang's crying confused his parents at once. Haokang's father hurriedly coaxed: "Darling, don't cry, don't cry."
"Kangkang, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? " Haokang's mother asked quietly while wiping her son's tears with a handkerchief.
"Little boy, the little boy in the hospital followed us home!" Haokang cried at the top of his lungs, his fingers trembling behind the couple.
"what!" The couple turned their heads almost at the same time and looked nervously behind them. But there's nothing behind but stairs. But looking at Haokang's frightened expression, it seems that something really exists. It's creepy.
"Son of a bitch, go home!" Haokang's father frowned tightly and motioned for Haokang's mother to go. A family of three almost ran upstairs. After returning home, Haokang's father slammed the door and gasped deeply.
"His father, you say, is there really such a thing in the world?" Haokang's mother said trembling, "Kangkang never cheats. I often hear that this child is the easiest to see something unclean. " And if the body is weak, it is easy to get up. "
"I don't know, but I believe in children!" Haokang's father looked at the closed door carefully and whispered, "Before the child gets better, we'd better leave a person at home to watch him every day."
"good! By the way, Kangkang, is that child still there? "
"It's gone."
"Well, let's go to bed."
From that day on, Haokang's parents took turns to take care of Haokang on and off, until Haokang's body fully recovered. Although he hasn't seen anything strange since then. But parents are always worried. Just in case, Haokang's mother went to a temple in the suburbs and asked for a jade Guanyin as an amulet to take with her. Perhaps with the protection of the amulet, Haokang's body slowly got better.
However, until now, whenever I think of this horrible memory of my childhood, Haokang still feels cold in his back. Whether that strange bald boy is a ghost or some other evil spirit, he still has no way to know all this. Perhaps, when science advances to a certain extent, these mysteries will come to light.
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