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"Really or false?" The fable's voice was very weak, but he had stopped continuing to hold on to the ground. He chose to accumulate some strength first. However, with Xiao Zunfeng's help, he no longer had to challenge the limits of his body from the perspective of fighting back.

"Really." Xiao Zunfeng walked forward, he carried Qian Cang up and then helped the fable up.

The two of them slowly walked towards the passage between the outpatient building and the inpatient building. At the entrance of the inpatient building, several medical staff and police officers were discussing countermeasures. The gunfire in front of the outpatient building attracted their attention, but it is true that the police officers chasing him still have no response.

"I'll go first." Xiao Zunfeng turned to the fable and said to the fable. Considering that the other party might have excessive behavior, he did not let the fable go with him. Because he needed the other party to help him treat the injured, he had to carry Qian Cangyi to prove that the injured did exist, which was not his fiction.

Xiao Zunfeng walked out of the corner with Qian Cang on his back. His speed was not fast and very stable.

The police officers who had been staring at the outpatient building soon saw Xiao Zunfeng's figure. They took out their pistols and pointed the muzzle at Xiao Zunfeng who was walking slowly. Xiao Zunfeng stopped after seeing the other party's movements. He stopped moving forward and did not speak out about his current situation. He was waiting for the other party to ask questions.

"Stop!" The police officers with guns took two steps forward, with serious faces, "Put down their weapons and surrender!"

"I don't have weapons. The person behind me was seriously injured. Please save him. In return, I will tell you everything about Sunshine Hospital, and why Sunshine Hospital is haunted!" Xiao Zunfeng loudly said the words he thought of when he was walking.

The three policemen looked at each other, then exchanged opinions, and one of them spoke to Xiao Zunfeng: "Go closer and let us see what you look like. Don't move around, don't do anything extreme, otherwise we will shoot without hesitation."

Under the moonlight, Xiao Zunfeng's figure standing in the dark was indeed a bit blurry to the three policemen, but they could still see a little outline and general appearance.

Xiao Zunfeng followed the policeman's words and slowly walked out of the shadow. When his appearance appeared, a policeman immediately roared, and the expression on his face suddenly became extremely angry, "It's you, you murderer! It's you who killed Officer Chen Ming! What kind of hatred do you and Officer Chen Ming have?"

This policeman is an apprentice whom Chen Ming has been taking over for a year.

"I can tell you whatever you want, provided that you save the person on my back first." Xiao Zunfeng's face remained unchanged.

"The person on his back?" The police officer focused his eyes behind Xiao Zunfeng. They found that there was indeed a coma lying on Xiao Zunfeng's back. They exchanged opinions again, "Put him down and stand aside."

Even though the police now want to shoot Xiao Zunfeng, they did not do so due to their professional ethics.

Xiao Zunfeng slowly placed Qian Cangyi on the ground according to the policeman's request, and then he slowly raised his hands and retreated.

Seeing that the other party was very cooperative, the policeman's expression was very confused, but when he saw the injured person lying on the ground, he felt a little less suspicious. The police gradually approached Xiao Zunfeng, and one of them walked forward to control Xiao Zunfeng. After that, the policeman behind gestured to let the medical staff come over.

The medical staff walked to Qian Cangyi quickly and they squatted down to check Qian Cangyi's wound. After about half a minute, the doctor in charge of the examination turned to Xiao Zuanfeng and said, "We cannot save the injured. The situation of the injured is very serious. I am afraid that it will not last long. If you treat it as soon as possible after the injury, you may still have a chance to survive, but now..." The doctor expressed his judgment in a heavy and gentle tone.

When he was speaking, the doctor's eyes were always on Xiao Zunfeng, and he was worried that Xiao Zunfeng would suddenly attack.

"I know, please save him. If you can save him one second more, it's a second." Xiao Zunfeng never imagined that the doctor could save Qian Cangyi in this state. However, if he just let Qian Cangyi live for one to two hours, with current medical skills, he can do this, provided that Qian Cangyi can hold on.

"It's useless, it's just a few more seconds to delay." The doctor was unwilling to do useless work. "I'm not cold-blooded. He can't survive even if he saves it. Maybe he may die early due to moving and other actions." In order to prevent Xiao Zunfeng from misunderstanding himself, the doctor added another sentence later.

"I know." Xiao Zunfeng nodded, and then he knelt on the ground. Even the police officer who controlled him did not expect this. Then, Xiao Zunfeng supported the ground with both hands and slapped his head on the ground. The dull sound came to the doctor's ears. The sound was not loud, and it could even be said to be very slight, but the doctor knew that the other party was really kowtowing.

One, two, three.

When my head was raised again, the front of my forehead was covered with blood.

At this time, the doctor saw the determination in Xiao Zunfeng's eyes. He knew that if he didn't say anything, there would be another person in front of him. Although they really wanted this person to die now, reason made them choose to follow the correct process.

The doctor softened his heart and said, "People must be dead, but I will give it a try." After saying this, the doctor turned around and said a few words to the nurse beside him. After that, the nurse with an anxious expression ran to the hospital building. Not long after, several medical staff ran out on a stretcher.

"That... I think I can also treat it." At some point, the fable walked out of the shadow, and saw him staggering, as if he could fall down at any time. After the fable approached, Xiao Zunfeng saw clearly the situation of the fable at this time. His face was pale and bloodless, and the blood at the corner of his mouth flowed to his chin, and then slowly dripped on the ground.

Before falling to the ground, Fable smiled at Xiao Zunfeng, but all the teeth in his mouth were stained with blood.

The punishment for excessive use of vitality is far more than physical weakness. In extreme cases, it is possible that the actor will die suddenly.

In the brightly lit ward, Xiao Zunfeng sat on a chair, his hands were already handcuffed, and four guards were beside him. No matter what Xiao Zunfeng did, these police officers would be inseparable, even if they were large.

Xiao Zunfeng turned his head and looked at Qian Cangyi and Fables lying on the white hospital bed. Both of them were wearing nose masks. The doctors at Sunshine Hospital were already trying their best to rescue the two, but as mentioned before, there was little hope of survival in the end. However, what Xiao Zunfeng needs now is time.

He looked at the clock on the wall and it was already five o'clock in the morning. Since it was July 13th, it was summer, so the sun came out earlier, which was good news for Qian Cangyi.

At this moment, Xiao Zunfeng couldn't help but recall his angry moment.

Immersed in regret and self-blame only brings more regret and self-blame.

At the same time, Xiao Zunfeng also thought of this sentence in his mind.

...

Qian Cangyi was not completely unconscious in his coma. In fact, he also experienced some things that made him remember deeply during his coma. Many things only emerge from the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness when they are special. However, people do not realize their own problems, but deliberately ignore their own problems.

In his sleep, Qian Cang opened his eyes and looked around and found himself lying in a clean and tidy room while he was lying on the sofa.

"How does it feel?" A familiar voice came into his ears. Qian Cang turned his head and found that there was a person beside him sitting on a gray eggshell chair. The man was wearing a white shirt, a red tie, and a dark blue suit jacket on his face. The face on his face looked like he was in his forties, closer to the traditional gentleman. However, Qian Cang was not interested in all this. What he was most interested in was that the person's face turned out to be like his old self.

Qian Cangyi sat up, "How do you feel?" He found a severe pain coming from above the temple on his left, but when he touched it with his hands, no pain was heard, which made Qian Cangyi feel very strange.

"How is it like living?" said the man sitting in the chair.

"The feeling of being alive? Do you mean I'm dead now? And, who are you? Why do you look the same as me? Am I mentally ill? I have heard of the saying that mental illness can be contagious, but I think I should not be contagious. After all, I don't need to stay with mentally ill all day." Qian Cangyi stood up from the sofa.

"According to your understanding, I am a marginal information manager. You can only meet me when you fall into a deep coma. You can also understand me as your inspiration and intuition."

"For ordinary people, they may not meet with the marginal information manager in their bodies once in their lives, because it is not very meaningful and there is a suspicion of crossing the line."

"The last time I have provided you with useful information is on the stairs on the third floor of the outpatient building of Sunshine Hospital..." The edge information manager gave Qian Cang a hint of his eyes when he said this.

In an instant, Qian Cang recalled the scene when he and Xiao Zuanfeng and the Fable three climbed the stairs together. At that time, he suddenly felt something was wrong, so he hurriedly pushed the Fable aside and avoided the bullets shot from the roof of the hospital building.

After thinking back on this incident, Qian Cang's eyes lit up, "You gave me the warning at that time?"

"It's down." The edge information manager stood up from the eggshell chair. "A person's life will obtain a huge amount of information, but the massive amount referred to here is just information clearly obtained by the main consciousness. For example, netizens will read many posts when browsing forums or post bars. The content of these posts may be useful or useless, but whether it is useful or useless, the human brain has spent time and energy to judge them."

"The content of a post can be called the central information. For the main consciousness, the content of the post is the most important reason for clicking on this post. Therefore, most of the attention is focused on the content of the post. Border information is a concept opposite to the central information. It is the information that the brain believes that it can be determined as useless information without spending time and energy to judge. In fact, when netizens browsing the content of the post, many information also enters the brain through their eyes."

"I will give the most simple example. I will still take the post just now as an example. When netizens browsing the content of the post, they will not care about the resolution of the user's avatar multiplied by the number of images, because netizens know that this point has no effect on them. When I say this conclusion, I almost don't even need to add it. The reason is that people who are not aware of this will directly block this information outside the main consciousness, and the condition for blocking is years of experience accumulation."

"For these netizens, the resolution of the avatar image is edge information, which is excluded from the main consciousness, and does not allow the main consciousness to waste time. However, if a worker is related to an image, the blocking setting of his main consciousness will be different from that of most netizens. Perhaps he will realize this when browsing the post, and then judge it to be useless through the main consciousness. This is already a treatment that only central information can be obtained. That is to say, for them, the resolution of the user's avatar image becomes central information."

“The two are opposite.”

"I continue to say that after the edge information is blocked by the main consciousness, it does not disappear, but passes through me first and waits for me to judge it to be useless before it will be eliminated. Through my words, you should be able to feel the magnitude gap between edge information and central information, so you should be able to understand why edge information appears now, right?" The edge information manager threw the problem to Qian Cangyi.

Qian Cang nodded, and he said:

"I know, there is too much garbage, just like a ten-minute video with over 10,000 barrage. If the barrage is fully opened, the entire video will probably only be able to see the barrage. If it is completely closed, another barrage cannot be seen. Therefore, blocking some barrage is the best choice. Therefore, different people block the barrage that they think is useless according to their different hobbies."

"The remaining barrage is considered to be the central barrage, while the blocked barrage is the edge barrage. Because of the incompleteness of the restrictions, there are very few edge barrages. In fact, the content is high-quality barrage, but because it just meets the restrictions, it cannot appear in the central barrage."

Qian Cangyi chose a more understandable example, but he still didn't finish it, "So, I'm very curious, what edge information makes you make the judgment of issuing a warning."

Hearing this question, the edge information manager smiled, "brightness."

"Brightness?" Qian Cang frowned.

"The human eye is very sensitive to the brightness changes in the dark part. At that time, you were facing the window and the moonlight shone onto the stairs from the rear of the shooter. There was no blockage on the roof of the hospital building. Later, the light changed slightly due to the appearance of the shooter. To be precise, it was a continuous and subtle change. So I speculated that someone appeared on the roof, which usually doesn't matter. But you are in the movie world now, so I sent you a dangerous warning. The distance is too far, and the situation in the Sunshine Hospital, I guess it is probably a long-distance bolt." The edge information manager put away his smile, "I know what you want to ask, you want to ask me why I judge this, right?"

Qian Cang shrugged without refuting.

"The reason is very simple. Most of my judgments are wrong. After the edge information I filtered out is passed to you, there may be only 1 out of 1,000 items that are useful. Because of human characteristics, I will give unique attention to this only time, and even remember it in my mind. The rest of the error information will be directly eliminated to avoid waste."

"The real reason why you often feel your intuition is that you experience much more dangers after being selected by Hell movies than you have in the past twenty years!" The marginal information manager emphasized his tone.
Chapter completed!