Plague Doctor

“Hmm...” Wu Shiyu woke up confused from the sofa and walked out of the anatomy room confused. After a while, he came back confused.

Just lying down on the couch, remembering something, stopped, she turned obscurely and walked obscurely to the anatomical table.

The autopsy was almost over on the fifth day, and the anatomists took turns and only one figure was always there.

Gu Jun is focusing on the dissection of the ankle foot of the deep diver's right lower limb. By the end of the fourth 24 hours, the dissection had risen to 82%; now the fifth 24 hours were five hours away, the completion had reached 96%, it was almost there, it was almost there...

“Xian Jun, would you like some water? ”

A bewildered voice rang in the back. He turned to look at Wu Shiyu, and put down the scalpel first, “Yes, I'm dying of thirst. ”

In the past few days, Wu Shiyu was sometimes involved with the nurse's work. When he went down to get a bottle of mineral water, he put a mask on Gu Jun and fed him a drink of water.

“Miss Wu, your uncle is thirsty too.” Uncle Egg shouted next door. Cai Zixuan also stopped and waited for water to drink. He was saddened: "Timely rain, I remember a poem by Tao Yuanming. It rained when Shenping wrote it, and morning colors played the scenery. ”

“Ink? Come and help.” When Wu Shiyu finishes feeding Gu Jun, call in the ink green over there. "Give them water.” She gave Ink Qing the mineral water bottle, put on Gu Jun's mask, and turned back to the couch in obscurity. Peacock, Deng Xiaomai and others do not compete with Mo Qing for this job.

“Oops, should we treat it so differently!” Uncle Egg is disgusted, "Miss Wu, can you give us a few words to refresh us? ”

“Uncle Egg, forget it.” Gu Jun couldn't help but smile. “You can't cook chicken soup with salted fish...”

But when Wu Shi turned around, his eyes widened and he held his fist and gasped, “Come on! Everybody's great." Drop your eyelids and turn around and walk away.

“This bowl of chicken soup is not enough.” Uncle Egg is disgusted, "it's worse than Zixuan's.” Cai Zixuan laughed and laughed, and the others enjoyed themselves.

However, Gu Jun drinks quite well, probably because his taste is too salty. It really has a spiritual effect.

The more tired he has been these days, the less sleep he has had, the more he has survived. But after all, he was a medical dog, and he used to systematically monitor his index data. His blood pressure, blood glucose, and heart rate were all good, and his chances of sudden death were still small.

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Until Ink Green fed them water, Gu Jun picked up the anatomical knife and went on to the ankle foot of this deep diver. His fins seemed to be adhesive to the skin growth of the mutant toes. There was no nerve inside, there was a layer of dermal membrane with capillaries...

Little by little, an hour later, 98% completion, only 2% left.

Two hours later, the last 1% remain.

The light of the shadowless lamp was soft. Gu Jun blinked his already reddish and sore eyes and cut off a scale on the back of the left lower limb and foot of the body, followed by the next one...

I don't know how long it's been, but all of a sudden there's an incredible ringing at this moment, and he's got a few hints in his head:

Abyss Mission - Mission accomplished!

[You completed the task 45 hours in advance with a 10-star rating]

[Task reward waiting to be claimed: unknown, click to claim your reward]

Done, took five days, finally done.

Gu Junchang took a breath and relaxed his strong spirit. His body swayed and almost fell down. Instead of continuing to cut another scale, he dropped the scalpel on the disc and said to Uncle Egg, “I can't do this. I'm going to take a break. Take a rest, the rest is not in a hurry..."

That's what he said, that's what he did. Raise your hand so that no one else has to worry about him. Go to the sink, take off your gloves, wash your hands, and go outside.

He first washed his clothes in the dressing room, then came to the small lounge provided to him and sat down on the sofa, which made him think and click to claim the reward.

Tired heads burst with light, what condenses in the ocean, and some information pops up continuously:

“You get Deep Diver Language Book Volume 1”

“You got a letter."

“You got a Carlop autopsy needle.”

“You get a handicapped dream of the Iron Son 1”

Gu Jun's heart pounded with excitement, Iron Son's crippled dream one!? Can we talk to Langton's residual consciousness?

He immediately attempted to enter this new bubble of dreams, glowing and blurry, glittering without knowing what it was. In the past, it was easy to get into the dream consciousness, but this time, it was his mental state, couldn't it? Or is it not strong enough?

The anatomical needle could not have been picked up earlier, but with experience, these callup devices enhance his connection to the power of the Iron Son.

So Gu Jun now took out this elongated anatomical needle. It was given to him by Joe Geely. He didn't see it, and it left a gift.

But he holds the anatomical needle, the connection is still not strong enough, something else is missing...

Gu Jun first looked at the other two rewards. The Deep Diver Language Book is an ancient broken scroll, and he sees strange words and symbols written on the scroll, which is what Jack Wells saw on that tablet...

He's naturally excited about it, and it would definitely help if he learned the language of the deep diver.

The rewards that this system gives are really appropriate, as if he knew what he needed.

However, his current mental state is really not good. He is blurred. He tried hard to see it clearly. Immediately, his headache cracked and had to stop.

Finally, Gu Jun's mind fell on that book letter. This can be opened smoothly. It is a letter written in a different language...

This handwriting is the first time he's seen it, clean, rigid, and a little cold.

He just looked at the top of the page, called "My Dearest Friend, Lelore Langton," and suddenly raised his mind.

This is a letter that someone wrote to Langton with a poem, a fateful poem:

[This is a tragedy called Man, and the protagonist is the conqueror worm.

It's a letter from Lygia when she was dying of serious illness...

Gu Jun hasn't read the contents of this letter yet. Just looking at this poem, his head hurts so fast, there seems to be an illusion in front of him. The dark forces at the bottom of his heart are already whirring. He seems to feel the pain Langton once suffered, a struggle, gloom, ruin...

Lygia and Langton know each other and are good friends...

Lygia's death, the Conqueror's Worm, clearly had a huge impact on Langton.

A terrible thought flashed by. Gu Jun suddenly sweated a little. He hurried up and rushed out to the anatomy room.