Plague Doctor

Tita, the phone's on.

Gu Jun frowned and lifted his head. He heard some hissing sand in his ear, like a bad signal. He noticed around the alley, didn't make a sound first, he didn't actually intend to make a sound. He just wanted to know if there was anyone else in Gubang Village...

No one is still talking on the other end of the phone, and the noise of low dullness is getting louder and louder.

Listening to this voice, Gu Jun's recent irritability has risen from the bottom of his heart.

Who, who! Who's on the other end of the phone...

He wanted to ask so loudly, but withstood so hard that even his breathing was kept low that his voice could not be exposed.

It's as if, once the sound is exposed, an insignificant calamity will befall you.

“…” Nor did Gu Jun proactively hang up the phone. Despite the growing stress in his heart, he is still listening to the hissing whisper. Is this a language? He only knows that it is not the language he muttered in the Longkan video...

No, no, that sounds like a constant friction and squeezing of the throat.

There's a creature on the other end of the phone, and he's trying to talk.

Gu Jun tried hard to hear it, but the surroundings were noisy, past motorcycles drove by, neighbors were talking, songs were playing in the store, and the sounds were mixed up to obscure that strange sound. He kept listening to his phone and walked deep into the alley.

Sand hissing, sand hissing...

The noise around them is getting smaller and louder and louder.

When Gu Jun walked to the end of the alley and approached a secluded area of the garbage heap, he could suddenly hear it, but he could clearly hear it very quietly...

“Help me...”

In the hissing whisper on the other end of the phone, these two Chinese characters came out and saved me.

It was the voice of man, and though it was so low and trembling, he recognized the tone and emotion of man, or fear.

It seemed like the throat was open, and the other end of the phone kept saying: “I didn't... die... I'm not... they... I didn't... what was in the banyan tree... let me out, ah... I don't want to die... help, help me..."

Gu Jun's heart was distressed by the tremendous pain that appeared in this voice.

He implicitly heard that the other party, who was supposed to be a villager in the village of Gubang, was temporarily not dead, but could not be evacuated, because he had been infected and his body had become abnormal, so he was confined to the village.

A few days ago, Gu Jun was also overshadowed by the shadow of terminal illness. He knew that a man wanted to live well but could not fight the taste of death.

“Help me, please, help me...” The voice on the other end of the phone is still screaming.

Gu Jun held his phone slightly tighter, which surprised him himself. At this time, at the beginning of the first year of high school, he and his classmates stood up together in the classroom as usual to make Hippocratic vows.

At that time, he was sworn to carelessness, just a formality.

“As a medical worker, I am officially sworn to devote my life to humanity…”

“I will spend my life practicing my medicine with purity and holiness. ”

Gu Jun quietly said that it was the medical dog's destiny to save lives. But now, there's nothing he can do.

He can't save the director of Gubancun Village, he can't save the kid who climbed the tree, and he can't save the guy who's on the other end of the phone right now.

“In the banyan tree...” The stranger the phone calls, “Something... not... don't...”

Suddenly, the phone clicked off, beep beep beep...

Gu Jun looked down at the phone and took a deep breath. “I'm sorry, I want to save you if I can. I don't have that ability, not yet...” He looked up at the sky in the evening and breathed out that breath for a long time, but part of his mind became stronger.

That's what he wants to do, be a real doctor, save lives.

There are not many reasons to be so tall... he feels he just can't stand it.

Standing for a while, Gu Jun tidied up his messy mood and silently pulled out this new phone card.

“Something in a banyan tree?” He began to think about what the dying villager had just said. Is the cause of the disease the banyan tree?

Twisted giant branches, twisted tree bars, tangled roots... deformed limbs...

These images gradually overlap with Jun Gu's head, and an idea arises naturally: the limbs of the remains are similar to the branches of the banyan tree.

A banyan tree. How?

Gu Jun thought as he turned his head and walked back.

The sky was a little darkened, a cool breeze blew through, and Gu Jun suddenly flashed over his feelings. He looked around. This piece is called "Jufu Lane”, there are no tall buildings, some are old buildings, forced street alleys, ruined shop signs, gradually losing tradition.

He used to come here a lot because Jufu Lane has lots of authentic local Oriental food stalls and Eastern college students love to come here for fun.

He's familiar with every piece of wire, every sign, even though it's all messy.

However, now walking on the rotten cement road at the end of the alley, he felt a strange shade of cold, gradually surrounding him.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, it sounds like rain falling.

The sky, though gray, did not rain.

Dida... Gu Jun suddenly looked back and forced nothing in the old open alley.

Only the old signs shake slightly, "Tide House, Professional Haircut," “Yonglong Hotel," “Photocopy Fax."

“It's the man who followed me...” But Gu Jun can be sure that the guy is following him in the dark! He thought about what to do, looked back, turned around, and saw a flat-headed middle-aged man standing less than five steps ahead.

The man, dressed in plain clothes, looked a little dry, his cheeks dimpled and his eyes filled with blood.

It was the man who followed him for days.

What should we do, Gu Jun, keep himself calm, turn around and run? Or just walk by like you don't know anything?

He noticed, however, that the flat-headed man looked at him with no hesitation and that the gloom in his eyes did not conceal anything.

Gu Junton realized, "He knew I found him following me...” That's why the flat-headed man appeared like this.

For a moment, Gu Jun decided to preempt, pretending to be nothing more than ordinary people, so he asked softly, “Tie, who are you? I think I've seen you a few times in a while. You're staring at me. Who are you? What are you looking at? ”

“Mr. Gu.” Flat-headed man laughs, like a puppet's mouth is ripped open, "Give it to me, give it to me and you'll be fine. ”

Gu Jun's face didn't change color, so he figured out how to deal with it. Lee Laurie's phone was in the inner pocket of his top. Is that why it came...