Volume 1: The Eve of Doom Chapter 28 Obsession
However, it only took a second for Song Jasmine to extinguish this hope that had been kindled so hard.
"Your procedures are done, it's my turn." She said mysteriously.
"Okay. You get it and call me. β
"You've got to get out first. The infidels defiled the altar of law in the meeting. β
Bai Yunlian put away the test tube, locked the box, and put it on her left wrist again, and before opening the door, she turned her head again and said, "Think about it again, after the injection, you are like the one in the photo." β
"Why are you so stubborn?"
"Knock"
If Bai Yunlian has a dream of stardom, then tonight must be the time for her to realize her dream, and her loyal fans are guarding the door - anxious reporters have already prepared a lot of questions, they have long been dissatisfied with Long Dezhang's flamboyant tongue, they need the most real first-hand information, not Long Dezhang's watertight, well-designed answer by the lawyer team.
"Wow, she...... What is she doing? However, this time it was neither Long Dezhang nor Wei Yilin who rescued Bai Yunlian, but Song Jasmine in the isolation ward, with the reporter's exclamation, others turned their eyes to the ward, only to see Song Jasmine slowly took off her clothes and pants to reveal her true body that had been hidden, this is simply:
The crisp chest is as white as jade, and the fragrance is as clear as silver.
The soft-chested race is condensed, and the shoulders are bullied with gold powder.
I like the double peaks the most, and the lower abdomen is soft and fluffy.
The knees and wrists are white and long, and the three-inch golden lotus is narrow.
A love affair in the middle is intoxicating.
With this hand alone, I don't know how many well-dressed people want to get into trouble, how many high-sounding condescensions have been provoked, and how many mandarin ducks and blood have been spattered in the hall.
"It's not good to have a nosebleed and stuffy in the mask." Bai Yunlian hammered Wei Yilin hard, smashing his straight eyes to pieces.
"Ah...... Uh, no, no, no, I didn't look at her...... I...... I'm looking, the light in this ward doesn't seem to be the same as the one next door, right...... It's not quite the same. β
"Hee-hee." Bai Yunlian was so amused by Wei Yilin that she covered her mouth and smiledβalthough her small mouth was already covered with two layers of cloth, it didn't make much difference whether she covered it or not.
Song Jasmine in the ward has completely entered the state, and I saw her sometimes singing and dancing, sometimes chanting and dancing, sometimes sitting solemnly, sometimes laughing and moving.
"Don't you think they're a little nervous?" Bai Yunlian pressed her right hand on the single-sided glass, raised her head, and asked Wei Yilin, who was standing on the back left side of her, "I always feel that they are a little mismatched." β
"Hey, hey, be quiet." Wei Yilin gently patted Bai Yunlian's shoulder blade, "So many guns are pointed at." β
"Huh?" Bai Yunlian smiled embarrassedly and covered her mouth, fortunately, most of the reporters at the scene were men, and the only two women were far away from them, and no one seemed to pay attention to their conversation.
After dragging Bai Yunlian away, Wei Yilin relaxed his nerves and said, "Thanks to this." If their rhetoric is perfected to the point of being impeccable, it will be a terrible thing. β
"Perfect to the point of being impeccable?" Bai Yunlian couldn't help frowning, "Probably not, right?" β
"That's how Taiping Road is."
"Taiping Dao? This seems to be positive, right? β
Wei Yilin glanced at Bai Yunlian: "This is because it took more than ten years for Sanzhang to perfect it, and it indirectly led to the division of the heroes a few years later, so there are so many descendants to beautify it." The same is true for this blood worship meeting. β
Bai Yunlian heard this statement for the first time, and when she thought about it carefully, it seemed to be the same reason, after all, the background of the rise of Taiping Dao was that the plague was raging, natural disasters continued, and dry bones were everywhere, and the three sheets of Taiping Dao started by drawing talismans to cure diseases, and finally shook the foundation of the Eastern Han Dynasty step by step. Thinking of this, she seemed to understand why Jia Zhongquan and the others were so desperate to inject Song Jasmine with blood containing the virus - since the plague crisis could not be solved in a short period of time, it was necessary to expose the lie that the blood worship society had not yet been perfected at the beginning, even if it was very extreme.
"What would you like to eat? I'm going to buy it now. β
"I don't have much appetite. Besides, you can get the injection right away, so let's eat it after the injection. β
"Do you know what time it is?" Wei Yilin glanced at Bai Yunlian, pulled his sleeve slightly, revealing the watch on his wrist, "Besides, after the injection, don't you have to stare at her." You have to draw blood, record the mutations, or something. β
"......" Bai Yunlian looked at the time on Wei Yilin's watch dumbfounded, "Ten ...... Twelve o'clock? β
"I don't know if I have to sell it."
Bai Yunlian held her chin and thought about it: "Whatever, just have a bowl of porridge, it's really not good, buy a bag." β
"Okay, be careful."
"Hey, I'll give you the money later." Wei Yilin was about to take five steps before Bai Yunlian remembered about the money.
"If you don't have any money, the bureau will reimburse you." Wei Yilin waved at her and made a clumsy grimace that no one could see.
Bai Yunlian covered her mouth again, waved her other hand weakly a few times, and went back.
Song Jasmine made a fuss for more than an hour before she finally knocked on the door, signaling that the ceremony of worshipping blood had ended, and at that time she was already drenched in sweat, her cheeks were red, and she couldn't stop wheezing. Wei Yilin's guy is even more excessive, he is not going anywhere, he has a tendency to never go back.
The blood in the test tube was slowly drawn into the syringe, and the doctor who performed the injection also came, and the syringe was loaded in three or two clicks, and the instrument was adjusted. With a greeting, he went out.
"Think again." Bai Yunlian put her arm across the monitor and blocked the two buttons, "The only result of the injection is to become like this in the photo!" β
"I didn't go against your rules, did I? Why do you try to hinder my salvation so many times? Song Jasmine grabbed Bai Yunlian's arm with her right hand as she spoke, purely in terms of strength, she couldn't break Bai Yunlian at all, but unfortunately, Bai Yunlian was too weak now.
There is only one sentence on the monitor: Do you agree to accept euthanasia? 1, Yes 2, No.
"It's salvation." Song Jasmine blurted out and pressed "1".
"Think again!" Bai Yunlian was not reconciled and blocked her arm in front of the monitor again.
"Spread out!" Song Jasmine was angry, and pushed hard, Bai Yunlian stumbled, and fell to the ground, and her eyes were white.
Taking advantage of this time difference, Song Jasmine pressed "yes" four times in a row, including two times when she deliberately reversed the order of "yes" and "no".
The machine makes a "ding" sound, and another sentence appears on the screen: This is the last time, please choose 1, no 2, yes carefully.
"Don't!" Bai Yunlian finally came back to her senses and struggled to get up, "...... again Stop...... Stop ......"
It was already late, and the dark red blood poured into Song Jasmine's healthy body little by little. Throughout the process, Song Jasmine has always maintained a solemn and solemn manner.
After a while, Bai Yunlian took a breath, she was going to leave here!
"Excuse me, is this really the blood of those patients?"
"Excuse me, how do you feel?"
As soon as they went out, the reporters outside surrounded them again, this time, they would not miss the opportunity no matter what, they had been waiting all night. A verbal exchange seems inevitable.
"Fellow journalists." Long Dezhang kept pushing aside the people in front of him in order to squeeze between the reporters and Bai Yunlian, "I reiterate that the staff of our bureau, following the police and psychological experts, have also conducted persuasion work with Song for four and a half hours, and truthfully informed the direct consequences of blood transfusion, but Song still insisted on going her own way, and has signed a letter of exemption, promising that all the consequences will be borne by her personally." Therefore, the practice of our staff is reasonable and lawful. Again, I reiterate my appeal to ......"
Bai Yunlian took this opportunity to sneak out of this corridor, and the next work will not worry about her for the time being. To her surprise, the hallway outside the quarantine door was still overcrowded, with medical staff in white coats constantly shuttling through it.
The other floors of the hospital are also brilliant lampposts, with crowds surging and the heat does not diminish in the slightest during the day. The corridors of the emergency department were also full of people, almost everyone was infusion, and listlessness filled the entire floor. Accompanying family members can only stand in the corridor or in the garden outside the door, otherwise they will block the most important emergency access.
The emergency registration desk is next to the gate, which is the west gate of the hospital, and there is a four-lane one-way street outside the door, but half of the road is occupied by cars, and there are many people standing in the open space between the road and the gate. The men were all barred from the door by iron horses, riot police were lining up behind the bars, and several hospital security guards who had long been parched were constantly explaining to the patients that the beds were already full, that all the people inside were in the second level of the emergency department, and that the emergency department also needed to make an appointment online.
This night, there were only two diseases left in Yangchuan City - Boyang flu and Huanzhou severe disease. Today's Yangchuan, yesterday's Huanzhou, tomorrow's Chixian, and the world after tomorrow. Cold sweat followed this crazy thought, and Bai Yunlian's hot forehead appeared. Yangchuan is far inferior to Huanzhou in terms of economic ability and medical strength, and Huanzhou is still defeated by a single disease, not to mention that Yangchuan has to fight against two at the same time?
"Hello, I...... I want to register a ......"
The security guard standing guard raised his head and looked Bai Yunlian up and down, if it weren't for Bai Yunlian's strange outfit, he would have "persuaded" her to go out a long time ago.
"Also...... Also infected? Oh my God, it's all ...... It's so tight. The security guard was shocked, left and right, "Which ...... Alas, there are people here inside and out...... Alas, go and take your temperature first, I, I'll help you go to the doctor. With that, the security guard took out a thermometer from a box containing half a box of liquid, shook it off, and handed it to Bai Yunlian.
"Good...... Thank you...... You ......" As the adrenaline effect wore off, the tiredness and dizziness that were enough to crush Bai Yunlian began to invade. In a trance, she even began to wonder if she was really infected with Huanzhou's severe disease.
She has read all the medical records taken out by Xiyi County Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and she is already familiar with the symptoms of the patient before the onset of the disease - high fever, nausea, muscle aches, skin tingling, weakness, and perhaps other complications, such as acute respiratory failure? In short, in the end, it is the last breath. Of course, it may just be a coma, but no matter what it is, when you open your eyes again, whether you want to or not, you have already cut off from your past and the race to which you belong.