"What's wrong?" The instructor frowned, and his face, which was always bright whether he was encouraging others or charging money, was now covered with a layer of worry. "Why don't you want to take medicine?"
He was holding the sugar cube between his fingers wearing medical gloves. When he handed the sugar over just now, Lin Sanjiu pursed her lips and opened her chin slightly; the movement was not large, but
It also made it clear what she meant.
After taking a few breaths, she endured the dizziness and vomiting and whispered: "It's...sugar."
"Huh?" The instructor was startled, then looked at the sugar cube in his hand, and then at Lin Sanjiu. He still didn't understand: "You need to take the medicine with sugar to eat it? Just bite it and swallow it.
I'll give you some water right away, it won't hurt."
Of course it won't be painful anymore. Lin Sanjiu felt that her skull was hurting from the thoughts that were going back and forth in her head. It was clearly a sugar cube - her vision was severely reduced at the moment, but it was clear and blurry at the same time.
In her field of vision, she could barely make out the word "sugar" on the wrapping paper.
Didn’t the instructor who unpacked it see the words?
Even a placebo has to be pretended to be medicine for people to take it in order to be effective; but this sugar cube doesn't even have the necessary disguise.
"Sugar..." Lin Sanjiu repeated it again with difficulty, and then turned her eyes to the wrapping paper on the tray.
The instructor followed her gaze and finally understood. With a hint of surprise and confusion, his eyes turned back and forth between Lin Sanjiu and the tray a few times before reaching out to pick up the wrapping paper.
He squinted his eyes, looked at the words on the wrapping paper, and read slowly: "...high-quality sugar cubes, five grams."
Lin Sanjiu shuddered for breath twice, leaning on the plastic arm of the model behind her, waiting for the instructor's reaction.
The instructor slowly put down the wrapping paper, turned his head towards her, and their eyes met.
"You misunderstood,"
He opened his mouth and spoke, his tongue moving in the dark mouth.
"This is not an ordinary sugar cube, no, this is not a sugar cube at all. In the apocalyptic world, conditions and resources are limited, so things like outer packaging can only be used with what is available, and they are not accurate.
.Don’t just look at it because it says sugar on the package, but in fact, it is a special medicine produced by the medical system.”
Even though Lin Sanjiu was currently suffering from illness, her energy was low, and she had trouble even thinking, she could vaguely sense the logical inconsistency in his words.
If conditions and resources are limited, then it would be better if there is no need for packaging. Wouldn’t it be simpler and more trouble-free? Why bother to find individually wrapped sugar cubes, remove the paper, and then wrap the medicines individually?
"How could I lie to you?" the instructor said, becoming a little anxious, "I was your object not long ago. How many things have we experienced together? To be honest, we humanoid objects generally don't have this kind of emotion.
Yes, but you are like a friend to me now. I really just hope you can get well soon."
Lin Sanjiu believed that every word he said was sincere.
The instructor lowered her head and looked at the [Nostradamus Card] in her hand. She did not show any intention to stop her, but just sighed again. "You also want to save yourself, right? You are so sick, how can you still remove the card?"
Calling out means that you haven't given up. This is a good thing, but what effect can you achieve by relying on your own remedies? Isn't the card different from zero? "
"I have carefully read the description of the special medicine given by the medical system," the instructor continued to advise. "This uses advanced unique technology to extract medicinal ingredients from a variety of natural plants, and adopts the best formulas to make it."
Yes, it is particularly effective for your disease. If you keep eating, you will definitely get better gradually... To say the least, even if it is really a sugar cube, there will be no harm in eating it, right? Just think of it as teasing me.
, eat it.”
In his tray, in addition to the wrapping paper he just opened, a glass of water, and three other identical sugar cubes.
Four different diseases, but all treated with the same specific medicine?
The instructor's words may be right. Even if she eats this sugar cube, it will have no effect on Lin Sanjiu, but she is still unwilling to open her mouth. Maybe it's because of her distrust of the "medical system", or maybe it's her sensitivity.
Intuition did not abandon her on the hospital bed, perhaps because of the instructor's illogical logic at the moment.
"It's really hard to coax her." The instructor sighed deeply and tried another way to get her to eat sugar cubes. "Whether you believe me or not, your medical expenses have already been deducted by the medical system. You have lost all your money.
If you pay it, wouldn’t it be a waste if you don’t take the medicine?”
...deducted?
Is it her special item?
The medical system deducted special items from her, no, all of them, for medical expenses, and what they got... was a plate of sugar cubes.
Lin Sanjiu felt that she vaguely understood something, but she was struggling to even think at the moment, so she could not fully express her feelings in clear words.
After a pause, she opened her mouth slightly.
"I didn't expect that what convinced you in the end was financial reasons. You are good enough to settle accounts." The instructor muttered, obviously relieved, and carefully put the sugar cube into her mouth. "Can you bite it? Don't choke.
"
It was too difficult to bite it into pieces directly, so Lin Sanjiu held it in her mouth until it softened a lot and tasted the sweetness of the sugar gradually flowing out in her mouth, then she bit it into small pieces.
"Swallow it," the instructor looked at her swallowing and was very happy, "Here, drink water."
Lin Sanjiu took a sip of water obediently.
"Good job," the instructor felt lightened. He picked up the tray and told the plastic mannequin, "Okay, let's change to the next one."
When the plastic mannequin carefully put her back on the mat, Lin Sanjiu took advantage of the instructor to stand up and didn't look back, letting the sugar water in her mouth that had not been swallowed flow out from the corner of her mouth.
It dripped down on my chest and arms - actually it was even harder to keep my mouth shut to prevent it from flowing out.
After lying back down again, she kept watching every move of her mentor feeding medicine. Although she couldn't see clearly all the time, it was obvious that the "special medicine" he took out from the paper bag was the same as her own;
Under the all-round decline caused by Alzheimer's disease, even if the puppet master had the strength to chew the sugar cube, he could not chew it. He swallowed it like Lin Sanjiu - it was difficult for him to even swallow it.
I choked and coughed several times.
The process of feeding the medicine to Qingjiuru and Pina was more difficult than feeding the puppet master, but the instructor either forced or persuaded them to finally let them eat the candy; the real difficulty was for Yu Yuan.
"Get away," Yu Yuan's eyes were blood red. After attacking his mentor once, he had retreated into a corner: "Don't even think about poisoning me!"
Lin Sanjiu lay quietly, letting the chaotic conflict unfold not far from him - although Yu Yuan's evolutionary ability was still there, it had been severely weakened. In addition, as the mentor was a special item, ordinary
It would not be damaged by force, so Yu Yuan was soon forced to the ground and forced to drink a cup of water with sugar cubes dissolved in it.
When the painful groans, muffled sounds and evasive footsteps in the room came to an end, when the instructor dragged the plastic mannequin whose leg was broken by Yu Yuan towards the door, Lin Sanjiu, who had been concentrating on recharging his energy,
, finally shouted: "Guide..."
The instructor turned his head, with a red scratch on his face.
"Come on..." Lin Sanjiu said weakly, trying to condense his meaning into as few words as possible.
The instructor hesitated for a moment, then approached her. "What's wrong? How do you feel?"
When he squatted down, he also noticed a winding silver trail of water on Lin Sanjiu's arm. "Why are you all wet... Did you not swallow the water just now? Do you want to drink more water?"
In order to allow the sugar water in her mouth to flow down her forearm accurately, Lin Sanjiu's muscles were strained to the point of pain. She looked at her instructor, knowing that she didn't have much time to keep him, so she asked desperately: "You...
yes……"
The instructor looked at her blankly.
Lin Sanjiu rested for two seconds and continued to ask: "Guard..."
"Nurse?" The instructor thought for a moment, said "Ah" and said, "Yes, I am a nurse."
The next thing Lin Sanjiu wanted to ask was too long and too laborious for her now. After several attempts, she could only squeeze out a breath from her lips. The instructor waited for a while, unable to wait for the next sentence, and pretended
He was about to get up; just as sharp anxiety penetrated Lin Sanjiu's mind, another voice asked: "You... why are you a nurse? Aren't you a humanoid object?"
Those who were still reacting to the outside world all turned their attention to Qingjiuru at the same time.
He half-supported himself and sat up from the thin mattress. He didn't know when he regained consciousness. If he hadn't seen it, Lin Sanjiu would have hardly recognized his voice; Qing Jiuliu's voice was hoarse and his breath was short, just
Two sentences made people worry that he was going to faint again.
"Yes, but I am also a nurse." The instructor explained, "We are not human and have no risk of infection, so we are all absorbed into the medical system and become nurses. After all, there are many jobs that must be done manually.
"...Look at this plastic mannequin, isn't that why it has the ability to move?"
If Lin Sanjiu's heart still had the energy to beat faster, it would have been hitting her sternum by now. Unexpectedly, Qing Jiuliu's question brought her the answer she wanted; she still had the last step to go -
"Help," she looked at her tutor and tried to be as pleading as possible, "Help..."
"Helping you? Do you want to sit up?" the instructor asked hesitantly.
The plastic mannequin with a broken leg sat by the door and mechanically shook his head several times. But the instructor thought for a while and finally approached Lin Sanjiu, helped her sit up, and let her lean on his arm.
"Why are you sitting up?" the instructor asked.
Lin Sanjiu didn't have the strength to answer him.
All her strength was used to turn her palm; she lowered her eyes and looked at the [Nostradamus Card] that had been held in her hand, and the battery progress had indeed become 1%.
Then, she gently placed the card on the instructor's leg.
The Puppet Master's disease-ridden ability appeared as an object in the last chapter. I received many comments reminding me...I was a little panicked. Actually, it was because there was a plot development that I hadn't written yet. Please rest assured, this is something.
subsequent.
Recently I discovered a collection of essays on British horror novels (actually, all I saw were the second volume). I didn’t have high hopes at first, so I just flipped through it. As a result... I was fascinated by two of the stories.
I was so scared, Mom, it was really impressive. One of them made me put down my kindle, pick up my phone, and chat with someone for a few words. I felt the normality of the world, and then I dared to continue reading...
