Plague Doctor

[The dark fruit grows from the ancient abyss, and the worm of death will last with the heavens and the earth]

Gu Junlan read it again, a strange language just spit out of his mouth, his head was about to burst.

What does that mean? Who put it on?

A horrible surge from the bottom of his heart, he sees the blood on the wall twitching slightly... every word is made of countless tiny worms... are the bodies, the worms caused by the decay of the bodies...

“Yark Jun? Yark Jun?”

Suddenly, Gu Jun's consciousness was pulled back by other people's nervous calls. All the illusion moments disappeared. He suddenly took a big breath and looked around. Everything remained the same, except that Cai Zixuan and Wang Ruoxiang stopped to look at him.

“Are you all right? Are you okay?” Cai Zixuan asked, walking with Xu Hai to help him.

Gu Jun's sudden shout really frightened them. When he saw him cover his head, he also looked worse. It didn't seem like he was making a scene.

“Sit down.” Wang Ruoxiang pulled an experimental bench to let Gu Jun sit down. Although he didn't like this man, he didn't want him to die.

“I'm fine.” Gu Jun shook his head and didn't sit down. "I just remembered something. ”

That phrase came to my mind and I couldn't stop waving it like a nightmare.

And that lab... does it really exist? Or is it just his confused imagination?

“Don't hold on to anything.” Wang Ruoxiang is a little skeptical, "You look like you just got out of formalin...”

Gu Jun's mouth snapped: “...” What kind of metaphor are you, asshole?

“Would you like some hot water?” She frowned and asked.

Hot water? Gu Jun sighed softly. After all, it was clinical number one: hot water can cure hundreds of diseases...

At this point, the lab door was pushed open and a figure was walked in, "Class, how was the lab? ”

Everyone looked away and called out: "Ancient teacher.” The visitor is a middle-aged and elderly man with half white hair, with a strong pace and a white coat on his body, Ho Hao Shengfeng, the mentor of their group, and a regular physiology teacher, Professor Gu Ronggu.

Ancient professors are famous for their elegance and ease. They often tell cold jokes to students. They also make jokes, so they are very popular. But now, when Professor Gu saw Gu Jun, the smile on his face disappeared. "Xiao Gu is here too. ”

“Ancient teacher.” Gu Jun nodded, his voice was serious, because he respected the ancient professor, “follow and learn something. ”

“Oh, that's weird.” The ancient professor's tone is very hard, obviously holding a grumpy breath, "rarely do you try so hard. ”

Cai Zixuan faced each other, they all knew that Professor Gu hated iron and steel...

By the way, Professor Gu was the last teacher to “give up” Tu Haojun. Before, Professor Gu always defended him. The reason why Gu Jun had not been kicked out of school for eight years could not be separated from those maintenance. It can be said that Professor Gu was his mentor.

“Don't tell me you're going to have to prepare for the exam, right?” Professor Gu was indeed angry. He was angry at Gu Jun as soon as he saw him.

Learn something from me? This guy's college entrance exam score is one of the best in the eight-year system, and he is not a dead reader. He has all the talents needed to study medicine. If he is the kind of person willing to study seriously, there can be no place for him in this lab today. Too bad.

“Ancient teacher, Yark Jun he... oh no...” Cai Zixuan hurriedly changed his mouth, “Arjun was just preparing for the supplementary examination. ”

“Ready to go back to the book.” Professor Gu already has no hope for Gu Jun, "the exam does not do the research here. ”

“Well, gentlemen, I'll go first.” Gu Jun looked deeply at them and turned away.

In recent months, whenever he remembers Ancient Professor, he has been guilty of failing his good intentions before, but now everything is in vain, so tell everyone about his change with practical actions.

“Classmates, let me be honest with you, Gu Jun is a very talented man.” Professor Gu spoke loudly, as if he had deliberately told Gu Jun, who had not gone far: "But he died because he had done too much. The most important thing in medicine is not how smart you are. It's calm, discreet, diligent! Make him a quitter and keep up the good work. ”

Cai Zixuan sighed if everyone thought about it.

Wang Ruoxiang looked at the shadow of Gu Jun's departure and felt slightly uncomfortable. Indeed, as the ancient professor said... unfortunately.

“I just got a new message. The Ancient Professor also said seriously," The Provincial Department of Health attaches particular importance to this pioneer cup at our school, choosing a new group of medical talents. I don't know much about the selection criteria, what I chose to do for the time being, but this time it really matters a lot. ”

People were surprised when they heard it. There was no wind before. What happened?

On the other side, Gu Jun walked out of the lab, and walked not far, but more than a dozen steps. He came almost outside the other lab next to each other, knocking on the door with his hands raised.

The door opened, the door was opened by a young man, medium bodied, wearing frameless glasses, elegant Sven's, plus a few hairstyles, looking a lot like Detective Conan, Zhang Lin, Brother Zhang.

“Joon, you can come. ”

Brother Zhang Gao, two years old, five years old, after graduation, Baoyuan, is now in his first year of graduate study. They met at the basketball club and had a good relationship. Gu Jun disappeared for several months, Zhang Lin was also confused, until yesterday he suddenly called...

Gu Jun walked into the lab and closed the door. "Brother, have you brought what I want? ”

We have to hurry, he has a real sense of unease, we have to hurry.

“The belt is bringing.” Zhang Lin stared at Gu Jun and didn't let go of any micro-expressions, "did you really just use it for an experiment? ”

“Otherwise, murder?” Gu Jun smiled helplessly, "Brother, I won't mess around, am I that kind of person? ”

Believe me, if I were to commit murder, I had a hundred more brutal and easier ways than that, and there was no way to get me out of this.

He shook his head mocking himself and laughed: "Brother, I also saw Keigo Higashino's, I know how many pounds I have. ”

“Hmm...” Zhang Lin nodded, “Okay.” In fact, if someone asks him to help, it is only Tu Haojun who asked a few more questions.

This cellular lab is small, with two vertical laminar ultra-clean workbenches lined up on one side and a laboratory bench with centrifuges, thermostatic water bath pans and other equipment on the other, and a vertical cell incubator at the front, all placed against the wall.

There is a fully stainless steel trolley on the workbench with a small portable liquid nitrogen tank, half a metre high, and a dark green coat.

“Myeloblastoma cells, if they weren't in Dongdae, which cell bank would you really need to go to?” Zhang Lin refers to the liquid nitrogen tank, "this is the laboratory's inventory of cells, brought to you. ”

Gu Jun walked over and looked at the liquid nitrogen tank and took a deep breath.

The way he figured out how to deal with human brain stem tumor targeting drugs was to do animal experiments.

Pharmaceutical analysis is to be done, but not now, because testing requires a certain amount of medicines to be accurate, and it is not enough to run out of these capsules. And it's very time-consuming, and the results don't directly reflect the efficacy of the drug, they're just a very complex list of chemicals.

That doesn't give him the answers he needs, and he still needs to do experiments first.

The number of experimental routes was the same as Wang Ruoxiang and the others, creating tumors on the experimental animals, then treating them with medication, and seeing the results.

But Wang Ruoxiang made a mouse tumor, and he wanted to make a human tumor. It is not possible to plant human tumor cells with Kunming mice, the species are always different, its own immune system will immunize human cells, so it is necessary to use immunodeficient nude mice.

The human cells of myeloblastoma, in this liquid nitrogen tank, must be recovered and cultured before being used.

“The old TCM you know, is he really that godly?” Zhang Lin questioned, while wearing disposable gloves and masks, "Tricked some Chinese medicine to grind into powder, even the tumor can be cured? Or myeloblastoma?” His glasses flashed out vigilant and he didn't believe it at all, "I think it's an old god stick. ”

It's just that Tu Haojun has never been able to do anything like this for the first time. Zhang Lin didn't find it strange.

“Whether it's a shrink or a shrink, you have to try it before you know it.” Gu Jun also went to put on his glove mask, knowing that Brother Zhang was suspicious, so he said something strange: “The old man knows a lot, and he has a very good massage, he can take you there sometime. ”

“Got it.” Zhang Lin said that the lock cover of the liquid nitrogen tank was opened and a cold mist burst from the tank mouth.

He grabbed the hook hooked by the tank, slowly raised one of the drawers in the tank, and the cold fog grew more and more...