Chapter 2126 The contagiousness of terminal illness
Chapter 2126 The contagiousness of terminal illness
In fact, the companion Lin Sanjiu had been looking for for the past half hour turned out to be nearby and not far away at all - in terms of straight-line distance, the distance between them and the black square aircraft was not even more than fifty meters
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However, when Lin Sanjiu realized this vaguely, she couldn't even stand up.
Shortly after she fell to the ground, she felt someone grabbing her arm, lifting her up again, and dragging her step by step towards the building in front of her; in her daze, she heard her instructor whispering in her ears.
Bean sighed.
"Really," he said as if he was very anxious, "I thought you would be able to help me when you came here, but it turns out you are sick yourself... This is a good time, how can you save people."
The word "rescue people" gave Lin Sanjiu a vague hope in her heart.
He also knew that he had to save people... He didn't forget...
She wanted to ask her instructor what the situation was now, but just forming this question in her mind had consumed all her energy. Every inch of her muscles seemed to have fallen into a dark and silent abyss, and the blood was like being hurt.
The polluted stream was so thick that it almost dried up, and the oxygen it barely transported was only enough for her to maintain the most basic physiological functions - even her heart seemed to be exhausted and fall to the ground at any time.
Calling Teacher Yi, using your evolutionary ability, or moving your fingers, now that I think about it, it's no different than hitting a mountain with your shoulder.
"This way," Yuan Xiangxi's voice was a little more serious than usual; with the sound of him opening the door, Lin Sanjiu felt like she was being half-supported and half-carried into the room—it seemed to be the lobby of this building.
"Why is she also sick?" the goddess said worriedly, "What should we do now?"
"Put it on the ground," Yuan Xiangxi ordered. "The lobby on the first floor serves as an automated medical examination equipment. It will automatically conduct a comprehensive examination on her, and the results are 100% accurate. Even if one DNA letter changes, or the
Even if you are bitten by a mosquito, you will not be able to escape detection in the lobby."
Just an ordinary wooden floor?
In Lin Sanjiu's vision with her eyelids half-opened and half-closed, she could also see that this hall was just a hall: wooden floor, front desk, surveillance camera on the ceiling, a pot of green plant at the door... but it was a detection
equipment?
Her doubts could not remain in her mind for too long. As she was gently placed on the ground, her head tilted and she fell into a brief dark coma.
She seemed to have been unconscious for a short time; when Lin Sanjiu woke up leisurely, the hall was filled with sounds that did not exist just now. The buzzing sound of the movement, the beeping sound from time to time, and the camera falling in front of her
There was a flash of "pop"... a needle inserted into the skin of her arm sucked up a tube of Lin Sanjiu's blood with a slight pulling sound that was almost inaudible.
"There are results," Yuan Xiangxi's voice rang from far away from the front desk. Like the humanoid objects, he seemed to be in a heavy mood. "Sure enough, we have to be sent to the isolation room...it's worse than I thought."
"Ah!" It seemed to be a painter.
"What disease is it?" the goddess asked immediately.
"MELAS syndrome," Yuan Xiangxi said a name that Lin Sanjiu had never heard of.
When she was lifted up this time, she felt a desperate and severe pain in her skull, which almost made her think that her head would be broken off by the pain and roll off her shoulders. She didn't know if the pain aggravated the nausea or the desire to vomit.
She had a headache. When she opened her mouth, gastric juices surged out of her throat again, seeming to spill all over the instructor who was carrying her.
"Your clothes must be burned," Yuan Xiangxi said immediately, "Although you and I will not be infected, you cannot go out wearing such clothes."
"Of course, I understand." When the instructor replied, the goddess took a step forward and opened a door in front of several people.
Is "MELAS Syndrome" a contagious disease?
Lin Sanjiu was drowsy and was placed on what seemed to be a mat by her instructor. Yuan Xiangxi stood at the door and urged softly: "Okay, come out quickly."
The instructor hurriedly stood up, as if he was extremely reluctant to stay in the room for half a second, and hurried out - the door of the room closed behind him with a "clang", and then there was a sound of mechanical operation; Lin Sanjiu
I barely opened my eyelids and found that iron bars and glass were rapidly protruding from the wall at the door, forming two closed barriers, sealing the room tightly.
After they left, the room fell into a moment of silence in the turbid and stuffy air.
Suddenly, someone took a long and loud breath, almost as sharp as a whistle, piercing through the air in the room. However, it seemed that no matter how hard he breathed, he could not send the air to where it should go, and even made a choking sound.
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Perhaps she was suffering from severe illness and was unconscious. It was not until several seconds later that Lin Sanjiu suddenly realized that she was not alone. Not only was the sound of breathing familiar, but there was also a low voice calling her:
"Small wine?"
……who is it?
She didn't have the strength to turn her head to look, and through her half-open eyes, she could barely see the small patch of yellow-stained mat next to her head.
The man called her name softly, walked closer, and breathed heavily. "Lin Sanjiu! Wake up... what disease do you have?"
Wait...that's...
Injected with a little energy by the sudden thought that came to her mind, Lin Sanjiu reluctantly opened her eyes and turned her face towards the back of her head - just such a small movement, but her neck muscles seemed to be damaged.
It was torn and broken. If she could muster even a little bit of strength, she would probably feel unbearable pain in her muscles.
With blurry eyes, she started from a pair of feet on the floor, climbed up with difficulty, and finally recognized the outline of the speaker - it was Yu Yuan.
"It's me." Yu Yuan was still a few steps away from the mat she was lying on, but did not come up. Whether it was his voice, expression or tone, it was as if he was about to sink to the ground. "You didn't escape either.
…”
Great, it turned out to be him. She finally found someone. No, Lin Sanjiu's eyes suddenly opened wider and she focused on the floor of the room behind Yu Yuan. She found more than one person.
Pina was leaning in the corner, her face flushed purple, and her hoarse and sharp breaths were all in vain. Her eyes were as wide as bells, and her eyeballs almost rolled out; she seemed to have no energy at all.
No matter what happened around him, he was struggling desperately, constantly grabbing the wall, just wanting to breathe.
Yu Yuan turned around and realized something was wrong. "Her illness is the most dangerous," he explained with a frown: "She might die with just one breath... But we don't have any first aid.
It just depends on whether she can survive each asthma attack."
Asthma? Pina has severe asthma?
While Pina was desperately kicking her legs and grabbing the wall, trying to breathe, Lin Sanjiu gradually saw the rest of the room - and the other two people.
Qingjiu Liu was lying on another thin and dirty mat with his eyes closed. His face was pale and pale, and the corners of his mouth, chest and the ground were covered with splotches of blood. If it weren't for the bright red on his chest, it would have been in Lin Sanjiu's blurred vision.
, rising and falling slightly, he even looked almost dead.
Opposite him is the puppet master.
The dark shadow was standing upright on one side of the room, as if silently observing the room and the patients in the room; when he occasionally took a few steps, he was neither weak nor trembling, and was still the same as before.
No pain, no itching, nothing wrong with her - before Lin Sanjiu had time to think of "Fortunately, there is still one person who is fine", the puppet master suddenly turned his head and glanced at her.
It was this glance that made her realize that the puppet master's situation was far worse than he appeared.
Lin Sanjiu had never seen such a blank, blank expression on the puppet master's face; it was as if the person who had always controlled the puppets was finally being invaded and infected by the puppets, and began to reveal the puppet's appearance.
A normal look.
Is Yu Yuan the only one who is not sick?
In a state of shock that even chilled her bones, she managed to squeeze out enough strength and tremblingly shouted: "Yu..."
"I'm here," Yu Yuan replied, still standing a few steps away and not getting closer. Even though Lin Sanjiu couldn't say a word anymore, he seemed to understand her question and whispered
Said: "After we landed, for the sake of convenience, we moved the body of the great witch into the puppet master's aircraft. So when the cloud of smoke and storm suddenly rolled into the earth, except for the great witch, every one of us
They were all exposed to that thing."
When the puppet master heard his name, he didn't react at all. He was still staring blankly at the ground beneath his feet.
"Although there are many unknown gaps, I know that this matter is related to the puppet master's [illness]. I just don't know what kind of relationship it is. After all, even he himself was infected... This is not
Ordinary diseases, even as evolvers, some of us will lose the ability of the body to function normally at the first time. Maybe this is an evolved version of the disease."
Yu Yuan continued to whisper, his voice heavy and tired. "Yuan Xiangxi was not affected, so in the first few minutes, he dragged us into the roadside building one by one... Later I realized that he
We were dragged in so that the medical examination hall could diagnose our condition."
Lin Sanjiu listened to her own shallow and rapid breathing, and was submerged in Pina's struggle to breathe.
"What Qingjiu has is lung cancer," Yu Yuan said almost calmly. No, it was not a peaceful state of mind, it was more like he was extremely exhausted and no longer had the energy to have any emotions.
"Pina has asthma, oh, I've already said it." He thought blankly, "Where did I say it? Yes, the puppet master."
The black shadow in the corner of his eye remained motionless, as if he had forgotten that he was the puppet master.
"The puppet master suffers from Alzheimer's disease," Yu Yuan said slowly, "mine suffers from... spontaneous fatal insomnia. What about you?"
Lin Sanjiu couldn't say a word.
"I feel like there is something very important that I haven't told you," Yu Yuan was silent for a while, as if he was desperately trying to remember something. "What is it? I obviously remembered it just now..."
Evolved versions of diseases... will definitely not take a long time to develop to the final stage like their namesake, unevolved diseases. What else is there? What dangers are there that she has yet to realize?
?
No matter what, she had to do something.
"Oh," Yu Yuan finally recalled, "all these diseases are contagious, this is what Yuan Xiangxi told me. We are in the same room, which means that eventually everyone will suffer from four diseases at the same time.
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In order to write this chapter, I really found all kinds of weird and rare diseases, all of which, just looking at the symptoms, make me feel that life is worse than death...
