"Hello, this is the Dahua Tianji hotline."

"Hello...... I, I want to report the situation, I've been on that website before, and I've already had a lot of symptoms of cranial nerve disorders......"

"This gentleman, please tell us your address, our staff will take you to the centralized treatment center within an hour to treat you, you can bring some personal daily necessities, but you don't need much, there are arrangements at the admission point."

"I would like to ask if it is treated and if I need surgery...... How many days do I need to stay? ”

"All of these aspects need to be diagnosed by the doctor, no matter what the treatment plan is, it is free of charge."

"What is the centralized treatment center like? How many people are in a ward? ”

"Patients with mild symptoms are admitted to multiple wards, and the specific situation depends on the condition; Each critically ill patient has a prefabricated single room. Sir, you can rest assured that abnormal cranial nerve disorder syndrome is not an infectious disease, there is no risk of cross-infection in the multi-person ward, as for the rest, our medical team will do their best. ”

"Oh, come over here...... My head hurts...... There was a voice that kept ringing...... My address is ......"

"Okay, someone has been arranged to come to the door, please stay at home, sir, patiently."

"My head hurts, come quickly, please......"

After putting down the phone, Zhang Xiaojun pressed the top of his head painfully with one hand, but he couldn't press the headache that was splitting, and he couldn't hold down the scalp that was both swollen and seemed to be torn apart, and the pores of every hair seemed to flow blood, drip, drip, and the blood was gathering into a pool of blood.

Zhang Xiaojun was still holding the phone tightly with his other hand, as if he was grasping a life-saving straw, and he must not let go......

Why was he so stupid and unthinkingly on that enlightenment website...... These days, there is no chance of asking for help......

"Ahh Zhang Xiaojun wailed in pain, smashing his forehead with his mobile phone, extremely remorseful, and just wanted to get rid of all the haze brought by that website at this time.

He rented this small one-bedroom unit alone, lost his job due to the epidemic, and the foreign trade company where he worked closed down for more than a month, and he still owed several months of unpaid wages. But none of them could find the boss to settle accounts, and the boss died of abnormal ossification one step earlier, and the family was ruined.

There is no new job at all, there are layoffs, closures, closures, disappearances, deaths, everywhere...... There are simply no job openings for new jobs.

That website...... When I think of that website, it is as if there are countless strange and grotesque scenes rushing over me, just like when I opened the website.

I thought it would be just a scary ghost picture popping up and a screaming sound effect at most...... I've muted the computer's speakers, how can there still be ......

Those roaring and howling like the ghosts of purgatory rushed directly into his mind at that time, and since then he has been talking all the time, what is he saying, what is the meaning, how can he calm his mind...... Instead of the current situation, it seems like it will explode at any moment......

Zhang Xiaojun sat slumped on the wooden chair, constantly watching the clock change of his mobile phone, constantly panting, and his whole body was sometimes cold and sometimes hot.

For the first time, I felt that an hour was so long, why couldn't those Tianji personnel come quickly, hurry up......

Just when he was about to lose his support, the doorbell finally rang, and someone knocked on the door, and a voice came from outside the door: "Mr. Zhang, we are the medical team of Dahua Tianji Bureau." Zhang Xiaojun hurriedly stood up and wanted to rush over, but his shaky body could only drag and walk slowly, saved, saved......

The heart, which had been clogged with fear and despair since seeing the news, jumped more vigorously with a new glimmer of hope, as if dead wood had been revived.

Tianji Bureau, now the only one who can save him is Tianji Bureau......

I hope that there is no need for surgery, and it is not a particularly major operation, but I hope that this is the case, and there will be no sequelae.

He is still young, only 29 years old, and he has a long life ahead of him, he is not married, he has no children...... It shouldn't be, that website has been solved by the Heavenly Machine Bureau, and these abnormal symptoms can also be solved, there are old seals, there are crow seals, and there must be other more powerful technologies that have not been announced......

Of course, all those powerful technologies will be hidden, and this is true in all aspects, whether it is weapons, aircraft, ships, or ships, all of them......

The inexplicable abnormal noise and chaotic clues rushed to Zhang Xiaojun's eyes, and he almost used his last bit of strength to open the door.

For a moment, his heart flickered, worried that it was not the celestial personnel outside the door, but some other evil monster, but he saw more clearly, it was several figures in celestial uniforms, and someone was pushing a stretcher bed, and he suddenly cried with joy.

"My head hurts so much, help......" Zhang Xiaojun really cried, didn't feel embarrassed, and begged for help: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have been on that website, I shouldn't have hidden it for so long, I don't know, I thought it was just a bad cold...... I really didn't know it could be so serious......"

He hasn't cried for many years, he hasn't cried when he's fallen out of love, he hasn't cried when he's unemployed, and he can't cry when he's sad and depressed. This life has long been numb, and it seems that no matter what the situation, it can only make him sigh at most, thinking that the big deal is death, and life has long been boring.

He thought that he didn't care about life for a long time, but only now did he realize that he actually wanted to live and live well.

He wants to live, to help, he wants to live, even if it's just to live ordinarily like before...... He wanted to go back to those days......

Zhang Xiaojun's mind became blurred, and he didn't know how he was carried on a stretcher, dying, he didn't bring anything, just a mobile phone, but the mobile phone was quickly taken away by the medical staff, who put him on a respirator and injected him with an intravenous drip......

As if in the blink of an eye, he was wheeled into a medical van, but he was not the only patient in the car.

And before getting into this car, there seemed to be other cars in the convoy on the road, buses, and there were many people on the bus.

Are they all people who have been on that site......

Zhang Xiaojun exhaled uncomfortably, dizzy, he couldn't open his eyes anymore, he felt dizzy when he saw everything, his ears were buzzing as if he was deaf, and he couldn't hear what the doctors and nurses next to him were saying...... After a while, he felt the car start, and there were bumps under him, which made him even more uncomfortable, and his chest was so tight that he was about to vomit.

Centralized Admission Point...... Hurry up, hurry up...... Hurry up or not, if you want to have surgery or something......

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