"Dear citizens and friends, according to the latest research of the Lianghe Road Public Health Department. Crowd gathering places are the ideal breeding ground for the spread of influenza, so in order to ensure the health of the general public, please do not gather and return home as soon as possible. Dear citizens and friends......

Despite the gloomy cold night and the drizzle, there was still a large number of people waiting at the entrance of the hospital, all of whom were the "small number of people" who could not board the hospital's registration platform, some of whom had been standing here for a whole week, but the broadcast that began in the afternoon ruthlessly deprived them of their last hope. The van with the loudspeaker once again moved away from Yangchuan Fourth Courtyard and drove into the distance behind the rain curtain, it was the twelfth time it had passed by, but the crowd gathered at the entrance of the hospital still showed no sign of abating.

"Now, there's only one Mars left." In the high-rise inpatient building of the hospital, in front of the window of the stairwell, Long Dezhang put his hands in his trouser pockets, and kept tiptoeing up and down.

"Hopefully, we'll be able to leave before then." Wei Yilin sighed softly, in this square, there are thousands of people, and the riot police who stopped them are less than thirty people, even if you add the security guards of the hospital, the total number is less than half a hundred.

Long Dezhang simply turned around, and the pure black Romon suit leaned directly against the wall that ordinary people would not lean on, and in front of him, the team of national police officers was methodically evacuating from the elevator - they had completed the task of protecting the live broadcast reporters.

"They're gone, what will happen to the people here?" Just now, Song Jasmine's terrifying image was deeply imprinted in Long Dezhang's mind.

"It's not the first time I've seen you." Wei Yilin didn't turn around, still looking at the crowded square, "Everyone is not manpowered. ”

"Alas, I hope the experts of the Academy of Sciences will find a cure as soon as possible." Long Dezhang sighed, as a press spokesman, he naturally had a deeper feeling than Wei Yilin in terms of lack of manpower.

"However, I listened to the tone of the little girl just now, the situation is ......" Long Dezhang habitually swallowed the second half of the sentence and shook his head gently.

Wei Yilin smiled and asked rhetorically, "Do you feel optimistic?" ”

"I don't know." Long Dezhang didn't tell the truth, nor did he tell lies, his identity determined that he couldn't have too many personal opinions, otherwise it would be easy to leak his mouth, affect the image of the department, and affect his career greatly.

Wei Yilin also has the same concerns, but the difference is that he does not have so many constraints: "We just came back from Huanzhou, and we may not feel the same as others. ”

"To be honest, her reply wasn't that good." Long Dezhang was still standing on tiptoe, staring at the ground, "More than tragic, not enough optimistic." ”

"We just came back from Huanzhou."

"I know, it's the reporters who are moving too fast." How could Long Dezhang not understand what Wei Yilin meant.

"If you want to blame Professor Gao, you have to blame Professor Gao, what's wrong to talk about? Talk about this. Wei Yilin seems to have a lot of opinions about Gao Jiantan.

"Mr. Gao is a native of Huanzhou, although he moved away a long time ago, but after all, his roots are there." Long Dezhang shrugged his shoulders and pursed his lower lips, which can be regarded as agreeing with Wei Yilin's opinion, "Elder Gao's remarks are indeed a little unstable, but they are still understandable. ”

"Hey, why did the little girl go?" Long Dezhang took out the cigarette case from his neckline, his addiction to smoking was not small, but because he was in the hospital for the past few days, he had been holding on, and the cigarette case had not been touched, and now he finally couldn't help it, took out the cigarette case, and threw it again.

"One of the doctors here is a friend of hers." Wei Yilin crossed his hands and blew out a breath, "The day before yesterday, a young man was diagnosed with Boyang flu, and when he was queuing up outside the hospital, he was bitten. During the interrogation, he said that he had just graduated with a doctorate and was about to get married, so he couldn't hold back for a while. ”

"Creation makes people." Long Dezhang quickly grabbed the fallen cigarette case and put it away, "Why don't we go and have a look?" ”

"Forget it, the people in there, if you want to know your identity, you have to tear you up."

Long Dezhang laughed silently.

The downstairs of the isolation ward, which was originally the ward of the cardiovascular department, but now, they are all requisitioned, and they are full of bitten people, and the doors of the ward are locked with iron chains, which will only be opened when food is delivered, and the medical staff here are tightly wrapped, and three heavily armed police officers will follow each patrol, so that the infected will not suddenly pounce.

There are 56 wards of all sizes, 40 of which are 6-bed, 8 are single, and 8 are 4-person. It's all full now, and in addition to that, there are two rows of lathes lined up in the hallway. "Roar", "roar" A roar from the Netherworld filled the entire corridor, startling those who had not yet mutated, shivering, sweating, and curled up in a ball.

"Please...... Kill...... Kill me......" A middle-aged uncle tried his mouth trembling with fear to stop Bai Yunlian who walked by the bedside, every time he saw someone passing by the bedside, he would say this, at first there were people who would comfort him, but gradually, people no longer wanted to pay attention to him.

On the lathe outside Ward 46 was a boy who looked to be in his early thirties. The boy wore glasses with a broken lens, a string of tears hanging from the corner of his right eye, his hair was unkempt and looked like it hadn't been washed in days, and his left hand was exposed outside the futon, wrapped in bloody gauze. Behind this lathe, an isolation door cut the corridor at the waist, and behind the isolation door, there was a person who had been bitten by him.

Mu Huiwen's protective clothing had been torn from the neckline, and the mask was nowhere to be seen, replaced by bandages that almost covered most of her face, and there seemed to be blood stains oozing out of these bandages. Hearing someone coming, Mu Huiwen opened his eyes slightly, and a conspicuous blood nematode was immediately imprinted in the eyes of the visitor, this was an extremely thick blood nematode, but it was one, which occupied one-twentieth of Song Huiwen's eyes.

Bai Yunlian squatted in front of Mu Huiwen's bed, tears slowly overflowing, and the hands of the two were gently clasped together through two layers of fabric, one thick and one thin.

"Third sister."

"Burn...... Withdrawn...... Is it? Perhaps because he hadn't spoken for a long time, Mu Huiwen, who had always been sharp-tongued, had to open his mouth.

"Retreat, retreat."

"You...... Come here...... Dry...... Do? ”

"Come and see you." Bai Yunlian turned her head away, took out a piece of toilet paper with her other hand, and gently wiped away the tears in her eyes.

"What do I have...... Good-looking? Mu Huiwen seemed to be angry and pouted.

"Don't be discouraged, it'll be fine."

Mu Huiwen smiled silently: "Don't be so peaceful...... Comfort me. ”

"Good thing you jumped out." Mu Huiwen was finally able to speak neatly, "What are you doing these days?" ”

Bai Yunlian raised her hand and pointed to the ceiling: "Upstairs." ”

"What are you going to do in that kind of place?" Mu Huiwen gently twisted his head over, even though it would press on the wound. Hearing this, Bai Yunlian turned her head again and buried her face in the crook of her arm, she really didn't know how to describe this matter to Mu Huiwen.

"Thank you for coming to see me." This time it was Mu Huiwen's turn to turn his head.

"I'm not in a hurry."

"I'm in a hurry." Mu Huiwen raised her voice, and her voice finally attracted the attention of those sick people next to her, and they raised their heads one after another, casting envious and jealous glances at Mu Huiwen. Thanks to the effect of the live broadcast, the families of the patients have given up their willingness to visit.

"I'm looking at things now, half of them are red......"

To Bai Yunlian's ears, every word is like a knife, and every sentence is heart-wrenching.

"I'm very envious of those who can donate their bodies."

"Huh? ......" Bai Yunlian held Mu Huiwen's hand and worked harder.

"Anything else to say?"

"Don't chase me away, okay?" Bai Yunlian, who has already lost a friend, really doesn't want to lose another one, after all, how many true friends can there be in life?

"When I was studying for my Ph.D., my supervisor once said something." Mu Huiwen gently raised his hand and touched Bai Yunlian's hat, "Respect life and look down on death." ”

Disturbing. Bai Yunlian tightly grasped the chemical protective suit on her chest, clenched her teeth, and accordingly, grabbed Mu Huiwen's hand, which also increased the weight.

"Silly girl." Mu Huiwen said with a smile, and at the same time, a crystal teardrop fell on the white pillowcase. In terms of mood, she is even more uncomfortable than Bai Yunlian, because now, in addition to losing relatives and friends, she also has to face the unknown strange realm - that even Zhuang Zhou, I don't know if I will be afraid of the world, in this world, there may be no more 90,000 miles of sky, no endless North Hell, no more princes who attack each other, and there is only endless unconscious.

"If you don't leave, I promise I won't bite you." The slender fingers flicked lightly on Bai Yunlian's face.

"Hey" Bai Yunlian covered her mouth and smiled, a smile with tears.

"Do you hate him?" Bai Yunlian's hand covering her mouth suddenly clenched.

Mu Huiwen turned over, and at the same time, she pushed her head up with a force on her neck, so that she would not press the wound on her face. One hand gently grasped Bai Yunlian's fist, and the moment the fists touched, that hand slowly exerted force, little by little, pried open Bai Yunlian's fist.

"I can't talk about it."

"I didn't react at the time, and I didn't bother to think about it afterwards."

"Let's go, I can't control myself anymore." Mu Huiwen gently let go of the hand that pried Bai Yunlian's fist open, and her body slowly turned back, "I feel very cold, very hungry, and I want to eat......"

The word that Mu Huiwen didn't say, Bai Yunlian knew and saw it with her own eyes.

"Roar", "roar" on the lathe of their five beds, the bound infected person was constantly roaring, breaking the chain to "clang", and the person in the bed next to her was already numb.

"Anything else you'd like to say?"

Mu Huiwen took a deep breath and shook his head. The hand that was clasped with Bai Yunlian also began to struggle.

"Gone." Bai Yunlian grabbed the index finger and middle finger of that hand, and her face was already full of tears.

"Hmm." The sound of choking slowly spread, not only them, but also other people.

"Take care." Mu Huiwen jerked violently, broke free of Bai Yunlian's hand, and then turned her back completely, facing the wall.

"I'll be back as soon as I can." Bai Yunlian held the railing of the lathe, stood up with force, turned around, and left with heavy steps.

The "knock" isolation door closed mercilessly, and Mu Huiwen turned over, struggled to stand up, and looked at the heavy isolation door in a daze. At this moment, she seemed to faintly hear the low roar behind the door.

"Lianlian, be careful."