Plague Doctor

"When will the operation be performed... When will a doctor come to see..."

Zhang Xiaojun murmured weakly in a multi-person camp at the centralized admission point in the suburbs of Dahua City. The body lying on the bed became more and more unbearable. A strange and inexplicable feeling was neither pain nor itching, but it was not two. By.

I have lived in for two days. A doctor has come to see him, but there is no other treatment except for some IV drips.

The operation was his own thought. The doctor didn't say that. The doctor just said to observe the condition first, then observe...

The medical staff who came to the rounds were all in a hurry. No one asked about the condition in detail. It should be because there were too many patients. As soon as someone around was transferred to a single ward because of the worsening condition, new patients would come in immediately. There really is a steady stream of beds on top.

After they were sent to the treatment point, their mobile phones and everything were taken away, and they were cut off from the outside world. They didn't know what the outside world was like now.

It is not even clear what is the scope of the admission and treatment points outside the multi-person camp.

That kind of terrible howling sound happened from time to time, each time it made him feel more restless, like ten million ants crawling around in his body.

"It's useless, don't call it..." The guy next to him who claimed to be a medical student named He Mingbiao said slowly, his complexion became worse, and his eyes appeared to stick out, "I think we have nothing For the treatment, the Tianji Bureau can't come up with a solution for the time being, it just isolates us together..."

"What are you talking about, you will only release negative energy..." Zhang Xiaojun argued again after hearing the words, but every time he argued was weaker than the previous one, the trust in the secret personnel in his heart was shaky: that guy was right. , This is just centralized control and management, there is no treatment at all, otherwise it would not be the case.

He was confused and couldn't help asking: "Then what will happen to us according to what you said? What's the matter with that strange call?"

"I don't know..." He Mingbiao's voice is weaker than his, "but I feel that I am becoming something else..."

Zhang Xiaojun was silent, feeling the same, especially every time he listened to that kind of howling, the muscles of his body kept beating, and the ten million ants in his body seemed to burst out of the pupae, but it really broke out. Are they just ants...Is this disease really just abnormal cranial nerve disorder syndrome...

Could He Mingbiao really guessed it?Tianji Bureau has been deceiving people?In fact, it's a different matter. They are all deceived?Actually there is no cure?Just control them?why?What to doLet them wait here to die?Is the howl the sound of death?and then?Pull to cremation?

More and more distracting thoughts flooded in his mind, and his heart was about to tear apart. Whether he was sick or not, he felt that he was going crazy, really going crazy.

At this time, Zhang Xiaojun saw a group of white coats in protective suits walking down the aisle. Are they coming for the rounds, but there are more people than the medical team who came to the rounds last time. Are they going for the big rounds... he never did it again? I couldn't stand it anymore. I lost control of my emotions for a moment. While struggling to get up, he made every effort to plead: "Doctor, doctor! Help, help me, I'm going to die, help..."

The movement he made made the white coats over there stop and watch, as did the surrounding patients. The patrol in the camp came quickly to calm him down, and the doctor would slowly come over and see.

"Don't stop me, you want me to die!" Zhang Xiaojun was furious, got out of the hospital bed and pushed the patrol staff, no matter what the reaction of the people around him, he struggled to rush to the group of white coats, and shouted out of control: "Doctor, Tell me the truth, can you cure... Am I going to die? I have the right to know the truth..."

His words resonated with some patients around who were already confused and anxious, and the chaotic words suddenly sounded:

"Yes, my condition is still getting worse, still getting worse."

"Why don't you let me call? I want to contact my family and return my phone to me..."

"Can this disease be cured? How to cure..."

Zhang Xiaojun rushed out a few steps, but after all, because of his weakness and weakness, he almost fell to the ground and was held by two patrol officers. He choked and almost cried out. Why did this happen? He just clicked on someone else’s hair. Coming website...

At this time, the distance was closer, and he could see more clearly. Through the masks of those protective suits, he saw a young woman among the group of people. He recognized it and couldn’t help shouting: “I recognize you. You belong to Captain Gu. That college classmate! Doctor Wang, Doctor Wang!"

"Yes..." The woman said to him and said to everyone around him, "I am Wang Ruoxiang."

"Help, Dr. Wang." Zhang Xiaojun immediately pleaded again. She is Captain Gu's university classmate. She is just as good. Others can't cure her. She may not be able to cure it. He just got here after watching the news video and trusting Doctor Wang. Come... But now, Dr. Wang responded with silence, as if he hadn't heard.

Now there is no need for Zhang Xiaojun to ask, many patients are also agitated, why are they silent?How long can they live?

They all trusted her before, relying on her... Could it be a scam?

"In fact, it's not an abnormal cranial nerve disorder syndrome at all, is it..."

He Mingbiao, who was also looking at the white coats, asked weakly, "Not only the brain nerves, but the organs and tissues of the whole body are suffering from disease..."

On the other side, Wang Ruoxiang, who was watched by the weak eyes around him, still didn't say anything, and the other white coats were also silent.

"The cause of your disease is very complicated..." Finally an older white coat responded, "We haven't fully understood its etiology and pathological mechanism. We attribute it to a neurological disease, but it is probably due to the brain. Disorders of nerves lead to other diseases..."

"Ah!" Zhang Xiaojun yelled and he heard it, "Is there really no cure? Is there no cure?" His face flushed all of a sudden, "You are lying to us, you, especially your Doctor Wang, you It can't be cured at all, you lie!"

He was caught by two patrol officers, but the angry shouts rang from every corner of the camp. All the patients looked over, their faces flushed, and many people struggled to get up. What has been supporting them to endure the pain? Things shattered, and the chaos in my heart seemed to rush through the embankment.

The old seal stones placed on the side of the camp tent lit up with red light. While the patrol team hurriedly set up their positions, they called for support. The patients in this camp might undergo group mutation... Those white coats were also alert, and Wang Ruoxiang Still standing still in a daze, as if losing his soul.

"You don't have the ability to cure this disease, you want us to die..." Zhang Xiaojun muttered, his face changed weirdly, his muscles throbbed, every nerve was pulling, and his heart seemed to split and overlap. "Speak, speak... why dare not admit it..."

Suddenly, Wang Ruoxiang said loudly, "Yes!"

She looked around. Although her voice choked slightly, she still had the strength to hold on: "Yes... we don’t have the ability to heal you directly, and we haven’t yet. But we just want you to survive. We have been trying our best. We will find a way, we will...we will never give up even if we die."