Located on the border of three states, on a lonely boulder on a desolate plain, this medical institution is very tall and square, and the gray façade is inlaid with pieces of shiny glass, and fortunately there is some glass, otherwise people would think that the "Tower of Babel" depicted in the Bible has reappeared in the world.

The boulder is 30 stories above the ground, and if you want to go to this quirky building, you can only take the elevator controlled by an intelligent computer except for the helicopter, and of course, you can also imagine yourself as Spider-Man or Superman, and climb up the surface layer that is not smooth as a mirror but also a non-growing surface, because there are no stairs here, and people built scaffolding when building this building, and the scaffolding was dismantled layer by layer when it was completed. So, while it is said to have the first-rate and most expensive state-of-the-art equipment, and the doctors are highly screened, and they are said to be the best, only a few "outsiders" have the opportunity or willingness to receive treatment here - yes, it is an institution, and it is wholly owned by the institution, from the land to the buildings, from the equipment to the personnel, and it costs no taxpayers a penny, so no one can point fingers at this expensive hospital and accuse it of being useless to the common people— Of course, the institution will not want to make this an ordinary hospital where ordinary people can come and go freely, here, in addition to the doctors, nurses, guards and other necessary staff of the hospital, there are only the "hunters" and "prey" of the institution, in addition to the inherent pattern of the emergency center, hospitalization, radiation, infectious disease area, etc., which should be in the hospital, it also has similar epidemic prevention institutions, new pathology research, psychological research, Places such as the offices of medical prosecutors and forensic examiners are used to deal with special cases that ordinary people cannot access, understand, or even know about.

Catherine was sent here in a coma, unimpressed by the grandeur of the building, but she was quite clear about its interior, at least the "inside" of the surface, for after her health had improved slightly, the nurses here would graciously open the windows facing the inner courtyard for her, and if the exterior of this castle of medicine would be reminiscent of the Tower of Babel, the interior of it would have made one think of herself in the hanging gardens of Babylon. Although there is not much difference in the principle of construction between the two, because there can be no fertile and solid earth on the boulders of the wasteland for the growth of those leafy trees, this blue paradise, which looks indistinguishable from any ancient courtyard that has been stretched for hundreds of years, was also accumulated with money, and people poured nearly 3,000 tons of yellow mud and 1,000 tons of humus here to create artificial hills and gentle slopes, flat land, streams, and then moved tall trees, low shrubs, lawns, and lawns from other places. Clumps of rosemary, lavender or thyme, poppies, roses and primroses, among which you can see bees, moths and long-tailed birds, which flourish here as if they were on the earth.

If humans were as good at self-deception as these plants and animals, maybe life on this world would be much better, Catherine thought, "Turn back!" She shouted, and the wheelchair under her immediately spun slowly and evenly 180 degrees - the new product of the institution was being tried out, and it felt good. Catherine glanced up at the silent electronic clock in the hospital room, the bright green number 9:30 on the dark green LCD screen. She ordered the wheelchair to be sent back to the bed, she slowly got up, moved to the bed, pulled up the sheets and rested for a while, and after about an hour or so, the doctor came to make rounds and gave a simple examination, a nurse, medication and injections.

"Can I go out in the afternoon?" Catherine asked as the nurse plunged the needle into her skin.

The doctor lowered his head and looked at her from behind his eyes, his voice a little muffled by the mask: "Yes," he instructed explicitly, "You want to go for a walk in the courtyard...... Or is it somewhere else? ”

"I'd like to see Sasha." Catherine said.

"One thirty p.m.," the doctor gestured to the other nurse with his eyes, "Let Nurse Joan take you there." You can stay there for ten minutes. ”

Catherine breathed a sigh of relief that it was this morning that she learned that Sasha was still alive (much to her delight) and that she hadn't been taken away by his bastard father (God forbid!). On top of that, the intensive care unit he was in was less than twenty meters away from Catherine.

***

Less than twenty meters is true, but down twenty meters.

In the afternoon, Catherine was pushed out of the room by the nurse, through the quiet corridor, the hall, to the elevator, and then down, and out of it was a very warm, bright little hall, which was connected only by a passage, and the speakers installed there came a verse from Wagner's opera "The Ring of the Nibelungen" in four acts, in which the water spirits of the Rhine sang the praises of the gold hidden deep in the Rhine: "As long as there is a man who sees through the love between men and women, he has the right to rule the world." ”

The passage is short, as it is almost the outer corridor of this intensive care unit. Like many intensive care wards, part of the wall connecting the outer corridor is transparent glass from waist up, and Catherine can observe the situation in the room through this colorless barrier - the other half of the room is occupied by computers, various medical and monitoring equipment, and the doctors and nurses in charge of monitoring, and between them and the patient's room is also a layer of transparent glass, and the doctors and nurses inside can take care of the patients inside anytime and anywhere - compared to the former, the real ward is much gentler. The surface of the whole room is neither paint nor wallpaper, but a decorative board that looks very soft and clean, the top is pale sky blue, the wall is moonlight blue, the floor is ocean blue or sapphire blue, there are almost no gaps in the joints, the side of the bed hangs a gray curtain with a pearl luster, slightly obscuring the several devices that are close at hand, the sheets and blankets on the hospital bed are white, but there is a pattern of golden constellations on them, there are no cold, miserable compact fluorescent lights and integrated fluorescent lamps hereThe light came from the ceiling, it glowed like the sky at dusk, Catherine didn't know what it was, but she didn't care much about it, her attention was all drawn to the child lying prone in the hospital bed.

The fluffy blonde hair was cut shorter than ever, Sasha tilted his head, facing to the left, and slept very deeply under the influence of the drug, even in his sleep, his brow was also furrowed, Catherine was familiar with this expression, this is not like a child's child often makes this expression like contemplation or coldness, unless he has made a decision, his brow will relax, and even bring a slight smile, but at the same time the eyes will become indifferent and numb, Catherine does not like it, very much dislikes, She stared at his stern little face for a moment, only to notice that his arm hanging from the blanket had a red mark like a tendrileg.

"What's that?" Catherine asked, "What's wrong with him?" She knew she was in a coma and couldn't take care of herself for two or three weeks, but Sasha was still in the intensive care unit.

"Lightning strikes, not life-threatening." The nurse replied, "Actually, he's in good condition, and the reason why he's staying here is because the doctors feel that he needs to be observed for a while." "After all, he's only a six-year-old, the nurse didn't say, but she thinks Catherine should understand.

The doctor told her that if Catherine asked about Sasha's condition, she could answer truthfully, but if Catherine didn't ask or didn't ask in such detail and to the point, she didn't have to tell her everything.

When the child arrived, it looked very bad, the monkey holding the child had no hair, the muscle was partially carbonized, the tissue was cracked, the limbs were severed, the brain was like a piece of burnt fruit cake, and the doctor even found that the bone tissue of the tail vertebrae had dissolved into bone pearl particles in the subsequent autopsy. According to the information they received, the child should have been "involved" by the nearly 10,000 volts of lightning emitted by the agency's "hunter", and it stands to reason that he should have been roasted with the monkey, who knows that after carefully peeling the dead monkey from his body, the doctor found that the child's only injuries were probably only charred hair, and a large piece of skin - starting from the back of the neck, covering the entire back, extending to the arms - the general lightning strike marks will disappear in a short time, But the lightning marks on this body were stubborn, and at first they were dark brown, and they were gradually diminished, and now they had turned reddish, and then seemed to be fixed to this color with great satisfaction.

The doctor did a further general examination of the child, focusing on muscle stiffness caused by lightning strikes, epicardial hemorrhage, pulmonary membranes, meningeal hemorrhage, edema, etc., and the results showed that the child's physical condition was very good, but according to his performance, he obviously needed sleep and had headaches and limb spasms from time to time.

This has attracted the attention of the institution, because according to previous data, those with special abilities often have a special, difficult to injure body first, and even if they are injured, they will heal quickly, and most of them will be stronger in ability, and the stronger the physical function.

One of the criminals caught by the agency was handed over to the government and sentenced to death, which was carried out by electrocution and carried out five times. 2250 volts at a time. The whole process lasted seventeen minutes. Even after the third shock, the doctor announced that the prisoner's heart was still beating at a rate of forty beats per minute, and he had to be given a bullet in the end.

Moreover, the agency has already done a DNA comparison between Catherine and Sandland, and their blood relationship has been confirmed, given that Ghoul (ghoul), who has long been proven to have lost all his relatives twenty years ago, will not have any relationship with Catherine, then the only blood relationship can only be found from the other party, very simply, another Catherine was found, and her close relationship with Ghoul (ghoul), all the clues are linked together- There is a good chance that Ghoul (ghoul) will not give up on this child.

It doesn't matter if you give up, the shortage of raw materials is an eternal pain in the hearts of institutional research organizations.

The third reason is Catherine, even in an institution with a lot of talent, her ability is very important.

Of course, the first thing is to be able to use it properly.

Ten minutes went by in a flash.

Catherine is being escorted out of the elevator by nurse Joan when she unexpectedly meets Sasha's second visitor at the door.

A young man, pale and likewise confined to a wheelchair with a weak confinement, saw Catherine's eyes glow.

"Hello, Catherine." He smiled nervously, "I don't think you have seen me." He coughed, "But I think you know my brother well...... Well, his name is Jack. ”

(To be continued)

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