Plague Doctor

As a crowd of dreamers returned from the spirit of fantasy dreams, and Wu Shiyu returned physically from the space fracture, both the East State Sky Machinery Bureau and headquarters became busy.

The first is to investigate and question them separately to determine their mental state and what happened on the deserted island of Fantasy Dream Land; Wu Shiyu began her statement from the moment she and Gu Jun walked onto the white boat. They then had to undergo some more medical examinations because Wu Shiyu needed to be isolated first and others had air contact with her, so the entire dream room had to be temporarily isolated for 47 people.

The investigation and evaluation departments were all on the move, and the results of the review were very reassuring from noon to evening.

Although everyone has different degrees of mental trauma, the most direct manifestation of which is a decrease in S value, it can all be considered within the normal range of mind.

“Spiritual strength and mind are different.” The same perceptions are shared by NASA and the Angel School.

Apart from the decline in S value, everyone's mood is quite depressed, precisely because of Gu Jun's situation...

Combining their almost unanimous statements, NASA already knew the end of the matter. Looks like Gu Jun swallowed up the nightmare with a spell.

This swallowing should not be affordable for a person.

But they weren't sure, so they left a hint of hope with the Angel School. The credibility of this scholarly organization on the part of NASA has increased considerably as the operation comes to an end as a result of its success.

“We think…” Mr. Kang also looked calm, "I don't know how his body will change, which is not good, but his spirit has been struck so strongly that it is difficult to survive. ”

Has Gu Jun's body changed?

In fact, according to Grandpa Tong's description, we know that the situation is very bad.

Whether it was Professor Gu or Wang Ruoxiang, they were doctors and knew what happened to Gu Jun's face at the time.

“His facial skin...” In the interrogation room, Wang Ruoxiang recalled the scene, his face was depressed, “First of all, the capillary mass rupture, I can confirm this symptom, because it all showed instantly. Then there was a lot of bleeding under the cortex, and eventually even the skin ruptured...”

Ancient professor Shh said a darker, more medically sound view: "His intracranial pressure should have been very high at the time, and a cerebrovascular burst could not be ruled out. Ah-jun, he... Ah-jun, he may have..."

Everyone wants consequences, just that word, and nobody wants to say it.

Even Cai Zixuan, who has always been famous for his orchestral nature, is just frustrated and can't say anything but sigh.

But no one wanted to give up, so just this evening, there was another dream operation attempt, and Wu Shirai joined. Despite their extreme mental exhaustion, Gu Jun may await rescue.

However, no matter what they shout this time, there was no response from a single voice, only silence, a heartbreaking silence.

They have been calling for more than three hours until one of them was exhausted and several people, including Uncle Egg, even fainted in the past and needed to be sent to first aid. And that sort of so-called inspiration, it's getting faint.

Wu Shiyu made the most attempts and the longest. It's just that she can have her own subconscious awakening dream, but she can't touch the edge of the fantasy dream.

“How do you get into a dream?” She asked Mr. Kang and them, "Do we always have to bring back Jun's body? I was afraid a ghost would eat him. ”

“We have no way of physically getting in.” Mr. Jiang deeply regrets, I'm sorry, “this is the way to get into the spirit. We have only succeeded a few times in the history of the school. None of us have gone in. We have not fully understood the talents and conditions required. But now that you're mentally damaged, it's definitely going to be harder. ”

“But his body will be eaten.” Wu Shiyu still says, "Or make him into a seasoning and eat it slowly, then eat it. ”

Although Wu Shiyu kept asking that question, Cai Zixuan were also reluctant to give up.

But as a leader and elder, Yao Shinian needs to come forward at this time, as well as Professor Qin, who has recovered his spirit, and Grandpa Tong.

There are some difficult things that always need to be done. Gu Jun did his share, and they also need to do their share.

“Arjun died.” Grandpa Tong's sinister way, there is not half the usual injustice, “he chose to sacrifice himself, and we should respect his choice. ”

In the solitary confinement room, when people hear this, it seems that something becomes a fact. Tsai Zixuantun was a painful and dry vomit. Wang Ruoxiang's tears fell, and Professor Gu sighed for a long time. Xue Ba, Xianning, Qiang Gong, some of them were woody and some of their faces were like dead ashes.

That's right, everyone's sacrificed in this.

But Arjun's sacrifice... is too great...

“I know he died.” Wu Shiyu is still talking about people sounding like nonsense, "but we have to find a way to bring his body back. Otherwise, they'll really eat you, right? Who knows if it hurts when you're dead and eaten? How much does it hurt to be eaten? ”

Everyone knows that Wu Shiyu's mental stress is the biggest here, because Gu Jun gave her one of the most difficult and painful single choice...

“Hours of rain.” Grandpa Tong sighed, "Don't worry, Arjun's hard bones and the ghosts don't like it. ”

“No.” Wu Shiyu still argued, "The ghost looks like a dog. Dogs like to eat bones, hard bones are the favorite. ”

Wu Shiyu's mental state is very worrying, and the psychological group needs to develop a series of treatment options.

But some work still needs to be done, and NASA cannot just immerse itself in grief. It is certainly not Gu Jun's vision.

Everything Wu Shiyu brought back from Fantasy Dream Land was taken away for research. The materials, the craftsmanship of the linen clothes, the ingredients, the effects of those foods, the things in the medical box have changed, and most importantly, of course, the Seven Secrets of the Earth.

A whole book of spells, written in Huaxia.

This is for the sky machine station that is forming the Ministry of Spells, and for Grandpa Tong and them, it's more than just charcoal in the snow, it's a life-long drug.

However, Gu Jun also redeemed his life...

Countries around the globe are now conducting research and competitions in this area in order to take a higher place in joint global organizations in the near future.

With this Seven Secrets of the Earth Dictionary, NASA now has nuclear weapons, enough to lead the creation of an international organization.

How to study, how to use and how to push forward the establishment of the Ministry of Spells has become a top priority for the Agency.

Meanwhile, Eastern States, beset by haze for many days, finally cleared up.

Five days in a row, no new patients with nightmare disease emerged, no patients without a leukoencectomy had that nightmare again, and suddenly the disease slowed down, the nervous system shrinked more slowly than those who underwent surgery, and there was an opportunity for drug control and treatment.

As for the old patients who had surgery, the situation was also improving, like Professor Qin and Django, their spirits were plentiful, as if something had come back.

Zhu main knife's panic disorder was getting worse and worse, even he felt magical himself, "I had heard a whisper before, now there is none. ”

Three more days later, there were still no new patients and nightmares, and the patient's condition continued to improve.

Only then did the Eastern State Medical Department finally conclude that the plague of nightmare disease had been eradicated.

Will there be new outbreaks in the future, no one can say, at least now after so many days, you can sleep well.

But this good feeling belongs to the people, and communication is gradually resuming, and news on mobile phones and on television has announced that the influenza epidemic has been effectively controlled. In the New Year's Eve, the streets of Eastern State are once again lively with children's parents, couples, tourists… and bustling again.

But a lot of people at ESTA still don't feel good about it.

Because in my sleep, the one that walks to the creepy giant monster, whispering the spell figure, always appears.