Super Warcraft Factory

Christopher lying on the bed, the brain is groggy, like falling into the dark dreams, can't wake up.

He breathed weak, the skin is a large block of dark red plaque, swelling is not in human form, the heart is as fast as a drum.

The mind is barely awake, let him know that he will face death, but if you want to struggle, there is no strength.

Not only him, the situation of nine sorrows friends is similar, but only a few steps from death.

Christopher remembered that when yesterday, his sick friend of his right hand smiled and said that the goddess, the goddess, you reveal a strong embarrassment.

Just two hours ago, the patient name called Bailey stopped breathing, pulled out of the male careman, changed a new patient.

He still remembers that the care worker still complains that the body of Bailey patients is like a beach mud, very bad, and if you are afraid, you will take it.

When Christopher thought of himself, he quickly became the body like Bailee. He is fearful, it is difficult to accept death, but also to be complained.

However, the internal organs began to fail, even if they sat up, they were not too likely, let alone fled the hospital.

What's more, if you can't find the treatment method, Christopher will not be able to wait for death, and the result is still not wonderful.

In the middle, he seems to have seen the seven or eight white coats. It took a lot of strength, just squeezed into the ward of the excessive bed, and heard the speech of these people.

"The ward between the quadruples has stuffed ten people, it's too horrible, and the fast forward is not coming."

"Don't put them in this, is it pushed to the VIP ward? If those rich people are gone, they are involved, and the hospital should not continue to maintain it!

These people have not paid a coy, and they have not allowed them to open. I heard that other hospitals, they lock patients infected with Ebola virus in a remote yard, no matter what don't ask. "

"I don't mean, just think we should choose a spacious place to experiment, so how to do things, you can't do records."

A comparative voice is screaming: "Live your mouth, you are to treat patients, verify that the drug effect is not to chat.

Since there are ten people here, I choose five people injecting drugs for treatment, and five will not be treated as a control. "

"Yes, Dr. Moderich."

Other white big shares are afraid, low heads, stopping quarrels.

Christopher heard, two turbid eyes, staring at those white coats, hoping to select the experimental goals of themselves.

Be sure to select me!

He shouted like this, but he saw that the white big coat did not stop in front of his bed, and the boundless fear shrouded him, the heart seems to stop the beating.

Christopher pressed the end strength of the body, lifted his right hand, and put a ceramic cup of the bed on the bed, fell on the ground.

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The ceramic cup fell in the ground, broke into seventeen or eight, and there was no corpse.

"How did this cup go to the ground?"

Walking at the last white coat of white coats, the yellow-crisp female voice spread through the mask, spreading in the ward.

"It seems to be this person, what do he want to do?"

"Stupid, he seems to have attracted our attention, this can't see it!"

The doctor's doctor glared at the colleagues and turned over the eyes.

Men doctor who was forced to attack, smiled, and nor to node, and didn't care about the stupid.

"This is called Christopher, survived is very strong, listening to our dialogue, I want to be experimental personnel who have received drugs. Let him come in, think he has such a tenacious will."

The old voice was decided before.

"Dr. Moderich is really good, rare big people, so that we admire."

"This guy is lucky, of course he can live, and it is also a doctor's kindness, this is no doubt."

Modrich stopped their touting: "Okay, start working, don't talk anymore."

Christopher's sight is a bit blurred, and it is barely distinguished, standing in front of him, is the female doctor who has tied the horse.

He saw a female doctor swaying the pinch in his hand, then tied to the thick veins on his hand elbow, a pale yellow ice medicine, entered the blood vessel.

"Take a rest, your condition will soon get better."

Christopher listened to the angel's average voice, inexplicably felt quiet, the fear in the heart gradually dissipated, and the body was like a moonlight.

I don't know if it is an illusion. He felt that his high body temperature gradually decreased, and it was hot as the forehead of a carbon.

"Come, you are injecting some glucose, and the body to defeat the virus needs to consume nutrition."

A female doctor tied with a horsetail also found a bottle of glucose injection. The eyes were bright as stars, and gently tied the needle into the back of Christopher and then left.

A few hours later,

Christopher feels that he has improved a lot, and the floating skin has become tight, and the frightened dark red is dim. Even the hot gas he exhaled, it is not so hot.

He struggled to sit up and looked at a crowded ward. It was found that there were still five people and they were almost, and they were so strong that they greet each other.

"We have to save, it is great."

"Yes, we are more fortunate than that, I hope their souls will be on paradise."

"Look, as long as you have a few times, we will completely recover. I have to go home to find my wife for the first time, what?"

"I want to go abroad to Europe, leaving Africa. This is not said, there is no factory in our country."

Christopher did not send, silently thinking about things, and a pair of female doctors always flashing a pair of blue eyes.

"When will they give us a second treatment?"

"Wait, I feel even if there is no subsequent treatment, the body can still be able to play."

"If you think so, I will wait for the doctor to use your medicine to use someone in the four people. This can save more people."

"I am joking, don't."

A group of white coats came in, and there was no foothold in the ward.

Christopher saw the owner of the blue eye, and the sight was always on her body.

"It seems that you have a good recovery, it has been gone, and now you can basically determine that Yehua's drugs are effective."

Made looks into a circle of the ward. It is the six strong chat patients, and the other four are dying. It seems to die soon.

"I also treated these four people, don't have to be controlled."