Plague Doctor

The storm still hasn't subsided. Gu Jun walked out in front of the front hall window on the second floor and saw that the colours of the heavens and the earth seemed to have changed and become brighter. In the rain, shocking and liking sounds were heard from all sides, and the whole town of Worsan boiled.

“Mr. Calder, Mr. Calder!” Another exciting call outside the house was made by the young caretaker.

The caretaker came running in heavy rain, and the rain drained his grey and black coat, but the caretaker was ecstatic and shouted: "Dr. Callup is here! They're early, Iron Son! Langton, son of iron, is here too. Mr. Gard, you're saved. Wortham is saved. We're all saved! ”

Gu Jun wrapped his bloody left finger around a circle of gauze. He handled it like this first, then loosened the tourniquet.

He put away his scalpel, picked up the kerosene lamp and the long knife, walked from the second floor back to the first floor, and walked to the front door.

Only the young caretaker stood five or six meters from the door and let the wind and rain strike his young, plain smile, “That's good, that's good! ”

“Hmm...” Gu Jun looked at the caretaker's smile and was clear about what happened next in the alien world of the sober world.

That's the nightmare itself.

But isn't something called a dream unrelated to reality?

Whatever has happened and will happen in the real world, it is not a dream, it is a dream.

Gu Jun saw the caretaker's diary in his head, starting with the addition of a new piece of content, and then the next few dozen pages of original written paper, all of a sudden it turned into a blank space, like the next hundred dozen pages of blank space.

This dream has changed.

I'll write this dream.

Gu Jun raised his mouth to the caretaker and smiled. No matter how painful his left finger was still dripping blood, he aroused his spirit and wrote in the diary:

[I immediately told Mr. Calder this exciting good news, and Mr. Calder suddenly cheered up, and those howls and delusions were gone, his face was much better, and his words restored their charm.

It was also at this time that I learned that Mr. Gard had not been alone. After his unfortunate illness, one of his best friends, Miss Tamilien, snuck in here to accompany him and dodged the previous inspector's search. Miss Tamilien has been staying with Mr. Gard in the house for the past few days.

I saw the black shadow behind the window on the second floor, which turns out to be Miss Tamilien.

Gu Jun wrote in spiritual strength. This does not require consuming spirit. On the contrary, it is very consuming, but he must write this passage down.

Tamilien, in the opposite language, is the translation of the word "rain of time”...

He had just noticed that Wu Shiyu was not on the ground floor.

She could have been trapped by this nightmare, he was turned into a ghost, Gard, and she was turned into that vague shadow. If her will is not firm enough, or for any other reason, she may be shattered by this creepy house and become part of this nightmare...

Just like the caretaker keeps watch forever, she permanently stands behind the window on the second floor looking out.

How can that be... this shithole didn't even let her lie on a couch for a while...

Gu Jun chewed his teeth and inspired his spirit. He continued to write in his diary:

[I met Miss Tamilien, who had no symptoms of the plague. She is a beautiful, charming, age-appropriate woman with an extraordinary temperament, although she is dressed in linen. But because she's been too tired lately and sleepless, her eyes are always lazy.

Seeing her, I let go of my doubts for many days, and it turned out that there was nothing odd about Mr. Gard's house.

After writing the last sentence, Gu Jun felt his head was tightening and he had a smoking pain, but at the same time he felt something ripple next to him.

In a blink of an eye, he turned his head and saw a familiar slim figure reappear. She carried a medical bag with her hands and a bag of food and a long bow, respectively. Her face was somewhat spiritual and confused. Wu Shiyu.

“Hmm?” Wu Shiyu looked around, "Weren't we on the second floor? ”

“Coming down.” Gu Jun said.

“What happened to your finger?” She noticed.

“Cut off the last section.” He said.

“Oh?” Wu Shiyu frowned and thought about it, not really thinking about it. “How will you hook it up later? Hey, whatever. ”

But Gu Jun was happy about it. It was her. This kind of language, this kind of look, is just salt rain. That's right.

It seems that she has not been up to the third floor, and after she stood behind the window on the second floor, the rain gradually became less her.

“Mr. Gard, what are you talking about?” The caretaker youth was confused and asked, "What language is this? ”

“This is Miss Tamilien's hometown story.” Gu Jun replied in a different language, "I have something to say to her first. ”

He walked aside with Wu, gave her an overview of the situation, and finally said: "I'm going to turn this nightmare into a beautiful dream, which is bound to be a shock to nightmare disease. This is the opportunity we find in danger. ”

“You mean you can change this dream.” Wu Shiyu understands, "can you turn me into a bunch of penguins now? Want to see a penguin. ”

“No way.” Gu Jun shook his head, "There are no penguins in the alien world, but there is Dr. Carlop. ”

He took a deep breath and the storm brought the smell of dirt to his mind, continuing to write in his diary:

[Though it is still raining heavily, Dr. Carlop will be treating patients in the town immediately.

Because Mr. Calder is a well-known medical researcher in town, he had the opportunity to go to Callup College. So the doctors came this way the first time, hoping to learn more about the pathology and the epidemic from Mr. Calder.

Thanks to this, I also saw the messengers of these goddesses of life.

As Gu Jun Fei Shen wrote down these contents, the caretaker youth suddenly jumped and his face turned red with excitement, “Look, the mayor, they brought people! ”

Both Gu Jun and Wu Shiyu turned their heads and saw the trees and roads pouring in the direction of the dense forest where they came from.

There was a large group of people hurrying in the rain, ahead of them were some clear figures and faces, it should be the guards said of the mayor and other people in the town of Watson, their simple faces were also colorful, and the road seemed to have laughter.

But the dozen shadows behind the mayor... are all blurred shadows, no shadows, no faces.

There's only one big contour of the human figure.

Gu Jun can understand in a moment, it is like the books in the study of the house, only the exterior, there are blanks inside.

Because it's a caretaker's dream, and caretakers of ordinary origins who haven't read anything can't imagine what the book will contain.

At this moment, the caretaker youth also can't imagine what Dr. Carlop is like, can't imagine what Langton the Iron Son is like...

“Ah, Mr. Gard, Miss Tamilien, they're here!” The caretaker youth trembled with excitement and nervousness, pulling their clothes together quickly, their eyes burning, "Look, God, it's really Dr. Carlop... that's Langton, he's saved, we're all saved. ”