Patients in Ward T

Author: Alfred; Best

In 2112 AD, the United States was fighting for ideals. www.biquge.info At a time when the war was heating up on the front, the T ward of the U.S. Army Hospital in St. Albans, New York, also caused an uproar in the rear.

St. Albans established 19 wards according to the injuries and conditions of the sick and wounded, coded with the letters A to S. So, what kind of ward is T ward?

I'm afraid no one knows about this yet. There is a double lock on the door of the T ward. Visitors are not allowed to enter, and patients are not allowed to leave the room. The doctors and nurses who came and went had confused expressions on their faces, but they were silent.

According to a female worker who did odd jobs, she had cleaned the T ward, which was completely empty, only 24 beds, and everything on the table was covered with a layer of dust. However, another worker on the night shift said that he could clearly hear singing coming from inside at night.

There was a lot of talk in the hospital: some people said it was a ghost ward; Others believe that it is an informal club for the bureaucrats of the General Staff to drink and have fun. The rumors reached the Minister of Health, General Carpenter, who called Dr. Dimok, who was in charge of the T ward.

Dr. Dimock explained to the general: "There are 24 special patients in the T ward, who do not eat or sleep, and who often disappear suddenly, so the door must be locked. However, the locks had no effect on them. ”

"Is there really such a strange case? Bring me three patients. General Carpenter said.

At this moment, Nathan; Reilly was eating French toast and drinking dark beer while dining with Jim, the Diamond King; Brady bets: "General Eisenhower will win" Jim; Brady said, "I don't bet with you, you're a prophet!" "Nathan; Reilly smiled, wiped his mouth with a cloth, then got up and went back to the bedroom, undressed, and changed into a gray shirt and a pair of gray wide pants. The shirt pocket is stamped with large blue letters: U.S. Army Hospital, St. Albans. Then he vanished.

Lylai; Outside Maichen's house was crowded with groups of people from the Twentieth Legion who loved her. As she got into the carriage with a smile and a royal blue cloak, a young man came running up, knelt down in front of her, stabbed himself in the left arm with a knife, staining her skirt with blood, and exclaimed, "I love you, Rylai." Rylai smiled softly, "Bingham, thank you." With that, the carriage set off in a rain of roses and violet petals, and crossed the square to the temple that guarded the sacred fire. Leaving her admirers behind, Rylai walked into the temple alone, knelt down before the altar, and recited a prayer while throwing a pinch of incense on the flame of the altar. Then take off your clothes and put on a gray shirt and a pair of gray pants. Printed on the jacket pocket reads: U.S. Army Hospital, St. Albans. She smiled slightly, and was gone.

Amid cheers and applause, George; As Hammer walked out of the council chamber, Gladstone and Churchill shook hands with him at the door, and Disraeli invited him to his home for dinner. When the soup and first course were served, Hammer asked to leave for a moment. He went upstairs, took off his coat and flat shoes, put on a gray shirt and a pair of gray pants, and disappeared.

Private 1st Class Nathan; Reilly, head nurse Lai Lai; McChen and Corporal George; Hammer was sitting in General Carpenter's office. They were dressed in hospital grey patient gowns, and morphine made them confused.

The office was brightly lit, and Dimok couldn't help but be stunned when he saw that there were experts from the spy and security departments present. General Carpenter smiled maliciously.

"Dimock, it's hard for us to accept your disappearance, and my specialist wants to talk to you and your patients about 'flickering operations'. If you really didn't have anything to do with the intelligence leak, then let's investigate this incredible incident. ”

Without saying anything, the experts gave Dimock tests such as subliminal softening, Iter release, and hyper-self blocking. As a result, nothing came of it.

When they turned around to examine the patient, Private 1st Class Nathan; Reilly, head nurse Lai Lai; Maichen, Corporal George; Hammer disappeared like a candle extinguished.

General Carpenter felt guilty for wrongly blaming Dimock, and he immediately promoted Dimock to colonel. When the three patients reappeared in their chairs, General Carpenter called in a psychiatrist to examine everyone present. The result of their diagnosis was that everyone present had mild shock and hallucinations.

On the one hand, General Carpenter sent people to investigate the family background and social relations of the 24 patients, and on the other hand, sent six experts to move into Ward T to observe the daily life and whereabouts of the patients.

A week later, an expert came to report, Nathan; Reilly often talks about "Diamond Jim; Brady".

General Carpenter called in the lapagram and asked him to look up a genre called "Jim; Brady's diamonds, but he couldn't do anything about it. General Carpenter called in linguists and genealogists, and they only knew that "Brady" had been a common surname in the United States for 500 years, and nothing else.

In the end, General Carpenter brought in Ridley, a first-rate historian; Dr. Skrin. Dr. Skrin was sentenced to 20 years of hard labor for his views on the fight for American ideals.

Dr. Scrim knew as soon as he heard it, "Diamond Jim; Brady was the diamond king of the 18th century.

Following Dr. Skrein's lead, a few days later, General Carpenter got a report: Nathan; Reilly goes back to the early 20th century, where he lived an ideal life, a high-level gambler who bet on Eisenhower to be elected president and win; He bet that professional boxer Marciano could beat another pro, Ra; Statorze, won again. Nurse Manager Lai Lai; Maichen fled to the Roman Empire, where she lived her ideal life, and she became a beautieth in the country and a lover named Binghan. Corporal George; Hammer fled to 19th-century England, where he was a parliamentarian and a friend of Gladstone, Churchill and Disraeli, and the 24 patients were dramatically transformed by the blast of the hydrogen bomb.

"These people are on a journey ahead of their time, but they are all making the mistakes of the times." Dr. Skrin analyzed.

Eisenhower didn't enter politics until the mid-20th century, and Nathan couldn't have been Jim, the "diamond king" of the 18th century; Brady's friend, who made a bet on Eisenhower's victory; Lylai; Maichen could not have had Bingham's lover, who had never lived in Rome; Churchill was only 7 years old when Disraeli died, and they could not have been George at the same time; Hammer's friend: "Dr. Skrin, if we can enter into our ideal reality as we like with those 24 patients, what else do we want to go to war?" Wouldn't it be a great feat if this kind of miraculous thing, divine creation, and spirit beyond the material could be explored, studied, and contributed to all mankind? General Carpenter said excitedly.

"This is not a big gain of the war." Dr. Skrin said sarcastically.

"Can you do this? Scrimnn. Carpenter said.

"No, I can't. You need a poet, an artist who knows how to create. Skrein said.

Carpenter frantically chose among his 290 million strong and capable experts, but he never found the ideal man.