In the ward of the Kyiv People's Hospital.

A little nurse who didn't look very old and still had freckles on her face was pushing Zhang Heng into an intravenous injection, and then she adjusted the curtains in the ward.

When the little nurse turned to leave, Zhang Heng was finally able to learn his diagnosis from the waitress.

Because some of these medical terms were too professional, the usher lady had to compare while flipping through the dictionary, and it took about a quarter of an hour to barely explain Zhang Heng's condition, but unfortunately the doctor is not here now, and Zhang Heng doesn't know whether the result of 3rd degree radiation sickness is good or bad.

In addition, the usher lady who was his "wife" could not get the key information about how long he could live from the mouth of the female doctor, and Zhang Heng could only continue to observe his own body while receiving treatment.

Fortunately, unlike other unlucky ghosts who have been irradiated, he does not need to worry about cancer caused by radiation in the future, for Zhang Heng, as long as he can withstand the current level, he will be basically out of risk, and when the parallel copy is over, his body will return to the state before entering the parallel copy, and he can also know the changes in his body at each stage in the future.

That's good news for the current situation.

However, unlike other patients, even if Zhang Heng is admitted to the hospital, he can't be idle, he still has to use this time to learn Russian and Ukrainian, if the language problem can be solved in the parallel copy, then it will be more convenient for him to carry out the investigation when he returns to the official copy.

Therefore, Zhang Heng said to the usher on the side, "Let's start." ”

"Okay, where do you want to start first?" The waitress straightened up, knowing that she needed to show a service attitude that matched the good pay.

"Well, let's teach some vocabulary and sentences that can be used in the hospital scene first, so that if I have to complete some tests on my own in the future, I can at least know what the doctors are talking about."

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Zhang Heng took his temperature on the first day of admission, when his body temperature was 37.8 degrees, with a slight low-grade fever, and his body temperature rose to 38.9 degrees two days later, so the doctor gave him a puncture and took four bone marrow samples from his sternum and patella for analysis.

On the sixth day, Zhang Heng could feel some pain in his stomach, throat and mouth, and the mucosal layer there began to fall off, which made him speak a little hard, and he also began to lose sleep at this time, and had anorexia.

However, when the doctor asked him if his mental condition had begun to deteriorate, and he felt irritable and anxious, Zhang Heng gave a negative answer, which was probably one of the few benefits after losing his mood.

But Zhang Heng could indeed feel that it was becoming more and more difficult to speak, his eyelids began to twitch involuntarily, and his body was swollen.

To make matters worse, his immune system began to fail due to the decrease in granular white blood cells, and on the ninth day, he was injected with bone marrow cells donated by volunteers, and then transferred to a UV-sterilized ward.

Zhang Heng had to pause his language study, but the waitress sent the English-Russian dictionary to his hospital room for him to read after disinfection, which not only allowed him to continue studying, but also helped him distract him for a while.

This was also the advice of the female doctor, but she thought that Zhang Heng was using a dictionary to learn English.

So in the rest of his life, Zhang Heng lay on a high bed with an arc every day, with a rib-shaped heating lamp above it, keeping his body warm, his whole body clothes were taken away by the nurse, the pain swept his body, and he was no longer with him all the time, intravenous injection can make the situation better, but the real effect is nitrous oxide anesthetic.

However, to the surprise of the female doctor, the man in front of her seemed to have an extraordinary ability to endure pain. In such a situation, ordinary people may not be able to help screaming loudly, and even begging the doctor to end his pain, but Zhang Heng on the hospital bed has always seemed very calm.

In the eyes of the female doctor, this is a very incredible thing, and before this she has also encountered some determined patients, among them are servants of the people, professional soldiers, and even some people who have been on the verge of death, and these people are indeed better at controlling their emotions and can endure more intense pain than ordinary patients.

But when the female doctor looked at them, she could clearly feel that they were in pain from their expressions and eyes, but when she looked into Zhang Heng's eyes, it was like the deepest ocean, and she couldn't see anything except the huge shadow at the bottom of the sea.

Zhang Heng didn't even take the initiative to set up Ningguo nitrous oxide anesthetic to relieve the pain.

In fact, if it weren't for watching Zhang Heng's condition deteriorate day by day, the female doctor would even suspect that the unfortunate disaster in front of her at this moment was the same as what happened to other people, and Zhang Heng was just a cold-eyed bystander standing on the sidelines.

The latter did not even give up his study plan, and the little nurse who had been taking care of him found him a bracket and put the English-Russian dictionary on it, so that he would not have to hold it himself, but could read it while lying on the bed.

Is this man completely unpained? The female doctor thought so.

However, this idea is of course inaccurate, for Zhang Heng, he did lose most of his feelings, but he did not lose his basic perception of the body, so now the pain in his body has also reached his brain, but Zhang Heng's spirit that has been exercising for so long has come in handy at this time.

Through the mantra of Koyama Ming's flow, he can let his consciousness sink and gradually reach a state of self-forgetfulness, shielding the painful feelings from the outside, so as to maintain inner peace.

Therefore, in a sense, the female doctor's feeling is not wrong, and now Zhang Heng is indeed like a bystander, but when he purposefully controls his consciousness to sink, Zhang Heng also unexpectedly saw some ...... Something else for you.

It was a cold and viscous feeling that was familiar to him, a large, vague black shadow lying in a huge undersea palace, several times more majestic and grand than the one he had seen on Yonaguni Island, making it look like a toy.

And the thing in the palace, Zhang Heng couldn't see its face clearly, and could only see countless tentacles wrapped around the stone pillars of the palace.

You don't need to get close to Zhang Heng to know that the thing is sleeping, this is a strange strong intuition, and what is even stranger is that Zhang Heng also realized that he knew that thing after he died.

It also kept calling Zhang Heng's name in its sleep, like calling a child who had left home.

However, Zhang Heng's footsteps still stayed outside the gate of the palace in the end.

- Now is not the time.

A voice said in his ear, which was also somewhat familiar, but Zhang Heng couldn't remember where this voice came from.

- Wait, wait, you'll be back soon, you just need ...... Be patient, as always, Star Clan and Deep Diver, both of whom are waiting for your return.