Plague Doctor

With clouds piling up in the sky and hidden lights flashing, a thunderstorm seems to be falling at any moment.

The surgery building of the medical department is not far from the training center. Gu Jun walked along with Django and soon reached outside the front door stairs of this 20-story building. They looked up, and this huge thing was pressed over it, each floor covered by blue and blue reflective glass.

“This way.” Zhou Jiaqiang walked up the old stone staircase and took the road in front of him.

The crowd followed the steps, passed the spinning glass door and walked into the lobby on the first floor.

The spacious and bright lobby is similar to the surgical building of a general hospital, with no busy sights of patients and family members, but the medical personnel are also busy walking around, with work documents on their white coat chests, and at first glance, they are either F- or G-level personnel, belonging to different departments of surgery.

Apparently, the entire surgical building is now mobilizing this group of patients with Banyan disease.

“This way.” Django waved ahead.

Gu Jun looked around and naturally wanted more intelligence information. For half a month, he was unclear about the structure of the medical department.

Suddenly, what he saw in his eyes, his pupils widened a little and his heart tightened suddenly.

It was a disease propaganda fence on the wall over there. People walked by in a hurry. No one took a closer look at it. It was a habit.

“Ah.” “What is that?” Wang Ruoxiang, Sun Yuheng and four other people also saw it, their faces changed a bit...

“Oh, just a few common diseases.” Zhou Jiaqiang predicted that they would do this, and the intern on the promo board could see it and take them there now.

All five of them are heavier than they were just now. Each hospital has this pamphlet showing knowledge and pathological pictures of certain diseases. So is this piece of wall, stainless steel, glass windows, foam plates, but what are the pictures on it?

That picture, mixed with weird and crazy, stung their eyes, their hearts and their brains.

[Fistula dermatosis: The disease was first detected in the city of Chilin in the desert north in November 1987. At the beginning of the onset, the patient developed a pathological state of fibrosis, liposclerosis, thickening of the skin and thickening of the limbs by accumulation of lymphatic fluid in the subcutaneous tissue, causing systemic persistent edema. The disease was often misdiagnosed as elephant leg lymphedema in the early stages, but in the medium term, the patient's skin surface developed a hard wart neoplasm, and continued to grow to cover the whole body, the skin surface appeared to be fissile earth...]

They saw in the picture of the case next to them that the patient was completely naked and no longer human, like a monster made of cracked earth.

Those swollen skins have a very evil blackness, but the yellowing warts grow on them in clumps, like pulling this flesh to pieces and blurs.

“Hmm...” Tian Zeren swallowed his saliva heavily. Even if he was from a medical school, he still felt sick when he had seen a banyan tree and a facial dog.

[Orbital Heteromatosis: The disease was first discovered in Blue Water City, Jiangnan, in April 1995. At the beginning of the disease, the patient developed a malignant tumor in the orbital cavity, with anterior compression causing the eye to protrude, posterior invasion of the skull into the skull causing increased intracranial pressure, and severe headache and vision loss. As the disease enters the middle stage, the tumor will further invade the brain, and the patient will begin to develop unconsciousness, hallucinations, hallucinations, and gradually increase to delirium and blindness...]

In several pictures of the case, the patient looked like a skull, but his eyes protruded severely, filled with blood filaments, as if they were about to burst open.

The panic was freaking out because you saw something terrible. What did the patient see in those hallucinations?

[Systemic cystic disease: The disease first erupted in the Guixi Qionghua City area in February 1935. The intermediate host of the cyst is the pig, wild boar, and the human being is the only final host. People get infected after eating pork with a cocktail of johnflowers...]

“Alas.” Liu Hong sighed. Sun Yuheng endured the repression of his mind, but his teeth were beating slightly.

This picture of cystic disease is the scariest, most disgusting thing they see on this promo bar.

The patient had no initial discomfort, but the worm eggs propagated quietly in the small intestine, then the six hooks escaped, drilled into the small intestine wall, and reached all over the host's body through the circulation or lymphatic system, subcutaneous tissue, muscles, brain, eyes, viscera, nerve sheath, bone...

They constantly develop into mature coccyx, which occupies the entire body of the patient before seizure. The patient began to suffer from mental disorders, the skin began to collapse, a long, thick adult worm drilled out of the skin, also from the eyes, mouth, ears...

Thick and numb, one is drilled, and there is another, until all the nutrients of the host are exhausted, and the patient dies in immense pain.

Looking at these pictures, which doctors can't stand, several interns are feeling a little numb or a little chilly.

Although they have been receiving all sorts of weird knowledge for the last half of the month, life has been a bit comfortable, the dormitories are delicious, they study general surgery, they practice routine operations, and facial dogs are just dogs...

But now, all of a sudden, this propaganda board pulls them back into that nightmare that began when they came into contact with the remains of deformities, into a deeper, deeper darkness.

“There's nothing to be afraid of. It's not unusual for us to have these diseases. The medical department has a lot of therapeutic experience, and the mortality rate has dropped.” Zhou Jiaqiang reassured them that Wang Ruoxiang's girl was more calm. Keung looked at Gu Jun and said, "Can you think of anything now? No expert, Professor? ”

After coming to the promo bar, Gu Jun has been silent, but he does understand better.

Fistula dermatosis, orbital abnormalities, systemic cystosis… these are the stressors of doctors.

Sometimes the ignorant are fearless. People who don't know anything about medicine look at these conditions, and they don't feel anything strange, it's just a terrible disease.

But like Professor Ancient, even Brother Zhang Lin and others, like Django said, have already learned too much and understood too much in the medical field of the general world. In their spiritual depth, many medical towers have been built, and those towers have shaped their character and will.

The symptoms are fine, but what if there's an incomprehensible pickle reflex, like Isobronchiasis? What's more against modern medicine and even human intelligence?

When a skyscraper collapses in flames, it becomes a huge ruin on which nothing can ever be rebuilt again.

And people like them who just built small buildings are better at cleaning up the breakdowns.

Gu Jun thought, there must be some direct reasons he doesn't understand, but the astronomical bureau must have had a painful lesson to make the selection system this way. The old birds will not be expropriated until the last moment. If we lose them, it won't do us any good, and the general world will be messed up.

It is just the current situation that has made NASA increasingly busy.

“Let's go, let's go.” Zhou Jiaqiang continued to lift his footsteps, "I took you to the orthopedic report. ”

Tian Zelun and Liu Honghong rushed off. Sun Yuheng sighed and followed him. Wang Ruoxiang went again to see if Gu Jun was still there. "Let's go.” Gu Jun nodded and followed.

They took the elevator up to the sixth floor, and the higher the elevator, the louder the patient's painful screams were hidden, as if the elevator was going to hell.

Django said 624 patients had to undergo various preoperative examinations and were now scheduled at all levels, and the entire medical department was on the move.

As soon as they arrived on the sixth floor and walked out of the elevator, they saw the surviving patient for the first time in a crowded corridor. There is a stench in the air, and each of these patients is secured to a moving stretcher bed with their limbs chained to the stretcher bed, either normal or abnormal.

At a glance, there are dozens of stretcher beds on both sides of the long corridor. Different shapes of limbs impinge on Gu Jun's perception...

And the cry of these patients is even more disturbing than the roar of the beast.

“Come on, be careful, don't touch the patient.” Zhou Jiaqiang walked with five people, and those patients were looking desperately at each other.

At this time, a male patient with a distorted lower extremity saw who they were, and a scream suddenly became a mad cry: "It's you, it's you!” His eyes are cloudy, but full of fear, anger, frenzy, "you are! It's you...”

“Hmm?” Zhou Jiaqiang stunned. Wang Ruoxiang and Sun Yuheng took a look at each other and finally confirmed that the patient was staring at Gu Jun.

Gu Junxiao, with no expression on his face, raised the feeling of agitation when the illusion appeared.

There's a nurse over there screaming and running: “Go away, he's already delusional, this is turning to phase three! ”

“I'm not crazy. I'm not crazy. It's you!” The patient violently pulled the shackles on his limbs, his face twisted, what he wanted to get up to do, touched the stretcher bed ringing, “It's you, what's in the banyan tree... leave me alone... please, leave me alone..."