Ning Yun's body temperature continued to rise again, and the quinine injected before had no effect. The purulent yellow water spread down the needle to the skin around the soles of the feet, and even the clean skin began to fester, and the stench was foul.

Han Qingxin diagnosed Ning Yun again, the illness was very strange and she had never seen it, she shook her head helplessly: "I can't do anything, Strassmann may have a cure, but we lack medicine." ”

Now Ningyun can only be injected with fever-reducing injections according to symptoms, and this way of controlling the symptoms is a palliative rather than a cure for the root cause after all.

The unidentified spots that had appeared on her chest spread further, and Ning Yun's white and flawless arms were also full of red spots, and then her breathing became more and more rapid. Han Qingxin knew that she was having difficulty breathing, but there was no way to cure her.

"Please, save Ning Yun, as long as I can save her life, I can exchange it for anything."

July slowly approached Strathman, pleading helplessly as he watched his sick expression.

Strathman's condition is not very good, his eye sockets are unconsciously soaked in hot and humid body fluids, his visual system is infected in some way, the scene in front of him has begun to blur, and he can only see a vague outline when he looks at July.

As an expert in biology who has studied biology for most of his life, he knows that his disease is irreversible, and that he will gradually lose weight in the next step, and then his consciousness will begin to blur, and eventually he will lose his vision, and the process is irreversible.

"Look at the way I am now, I can't even save myself, who else can I save?" He knew that his life was coming to an end, and when he thought back on what he had done in his life, it was the first time he had saved people, and more often he was developing various viruses and bacteria, and using humans to conduct live experiments.

Han Qingxin said: "It's useless, no matter how good a doctor is, losing the laboratory and perfect equipment will not help." The way he is now is completely retribution, and he doesn't know how much innocent life blood has been stained on his hands in this life. ”

The Klaas laboratory has a bad reputation among insiders, and the researchers who emerge from it are all executioners, not to mention the head of this laboratory, the chief scientific research expert.

Strassman did not refute when he heard Han Qingxin's words, and laughed at himself: "You Chinese have a saying, people will die, and their words are also good." I have done a lot of evil, and it is only a matter of time before that happens. I advise you to spend more time with that girl, I'm afraid she won't be able to survive her current situation even today. ”

"Bastard, what do you say." Zhu Beichen grabbed Strassman's weak and boneless body, frowning tightly.

"Hehe, this virus is very fast, but you can rest assured that it is not contagious in my years of experience. The climate and environment here are simply a copy of the geological and climatic environment of the early days of the earth, with giant flora and fauna, rich oxygen content, and many kinds of diversity such as microorganisms and germs that we do not know, or that existed on the earth in the early days. I haven't seen this virus, and I can't cure her. ”

Strathsmann closed his eyes, and in the last moments of his life, he wanted to remember his life. Zhu Beichen put him down weakly, looking at July's lonely expression with disappointment, knowing that July must be very painful at this time, but unfortunately he is not a virus expert, let alone helping Qiyue, and he can't save Ning Yun's life.

Ning Yun's condition continued to deteriorate, his two eye sockets sunk deeply, and the muscles of his whole body degraded and atrophied in just a few hours, leaving only a layer of crumpled flesh against his bones, and his finger joints were deformed and twisted. Her breathing became more and more rapid as her condition worsened, and she struggled to breathe every breath of air in this world with her mouth open, but she always seemed to be not breathing enough, and the amount of gas entering her lungs was very small. Lack of oxygen, the skin began to turn purple, and the face was covered with a layer of black gas. At this rate of deterioration, as Strassmann predicted, she wouldn't survive today.

"Girl, I'm so cold." Ning Yun sobered up and spoke vaguely.

Her body temperature began to drop again, and the repeated alternation of hot and cold continued to torment her.

July hurriedly ran back to hug Ning Yun, staring directly at Ning Yun who was tortured by the disease, she was still a beautiful girl who was running around a day ago. Twenty-four hours had passed, and it had all come so quickly that July couldn't get used to the fact that his closest person was critically ill in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Ning Yun shouted emotionally: "Girl, where are you?" Why can't I see you, I can't see things, am I blind, am I dying? ”

Hearing this, July's tears of pain and heartbreak kept flowing, and his arms hugged her tightly: "Don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense." You're just sick, you'll be fine soon, and I'll cure you. You have to rest well, be strong, and your illness will be fine. ”

Silently, everyone gathered around and watched without saying a word.

In Ning Yun's consciousness, the world around him seemed to be plunged into an endless winter.

In my mind, I recalled the Miaojiang in southern Yunnan where I once lived, a paradise surrounded by mountains, and I would carry a bucket and a few girls to the Heishui River to wash and get water in the morning.

The Heishui River, which has been flowing for thousands of years, is always filled with a refreshing smell of life in the morning, and I always sigh at the beauty of life and smile at the people who are busy preparing for a new day.

Heishuihe's life is calm and serene, day after day, monotonously repeating daily work, but now this plainness makes her feel that it is precious. The temperature around us continued to drop, and the biting wind was blowing.

In my memory, the girl would always wear a snow-white dress during the winter solstice, with the skirt reaching to the ground, holding a brush to depict the scenery of the season, and I would always be curious to sneak into the scene in the painting with her heels behind the girl.

If it weren't for the girl walking out of the Heishui River, we should still be preparing for the beginning of spring to pay tribute to our ancestors at this spring. Last year was also the last calm year for myself and the girl.

Ning Yun remembered the bits and pieces of his ordinary life in the past, and those unforgettable memories that were worth remembering all appeared in front of him at this moment. A screen briefly plays images from the previous ten years, from two innocent innocent children to a family of great witches admired by the clan.

"Ningyun, Ningyun. What happened to you? Speak quickly, don't scare me, Ning Yun. Her body temperature was too low, and July was worried and scared, so afraid that she would go to another world with someone in her arms like this.

Consciousness flowed quickly in her memory, and the bone-chilling low temperature froze her awake a lot, and the image of July in her vision was much clearer, surrounded by dazzling white light, and the rest of July's blurred outline.

Ning Yun smiled sweetly, endured the sharp pain in his bones, smiled reluctantly, and shook his five fingers in front of Qiyue, trying to caress Qiyue's tearful face.

Scratch it out, oh my God, she's losing even her sense of direction and distance.

July, who was waiting on the side, suddenly felt sour, grabbed Ning Yun's hand and pressed it on his face, signaling that he was here, right by your side, and I didn't go anywhere.

"I'm here, don't be afraid, the girl is here." couldn't suppress the well-flowing tears, and July could feel the coldness of her limbs as she grabbed Ning Yun's hand.

At this time, the intense pain was raging in Ning Yun's body, and the tyrannical cold air hit the limbs and hundreds of remains, as if there was a world of ice and snow all around. Ning Yun burst into tears, her shriveled lips struggling to speak: "I... Heard it... The girl is in... By Ning Yun's side, Ning Yun has nothing... Don't be afraid. ”

"At this time... Big Black must be molting too... Ling Yan's cat should be in spring... called. ”

Ning Yun kept smiling, recalling the sweet past one by one, as if he wanted to root them deeply in his memory one by one, reluctant to forget, reluctant to leave.

Heartbreaking, July hugged Ning Yun: "Don't say it again, you will definitely be fine." ”

The common memories of the scenes made everyone feel heartbroken, sobbing one after another, and even Yang Xi, who didn't know Chinese, was deeply affected by the deep emotions of the master and servant, and quietly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

The fat man's heart was sour, he had known this girl for less than two days, but he was also used to her chattering voice in his ears, and he couldn't accept the fact that Ning Yun was about to die, and said: "Grandma, I'll go and pull out the old man's skin, I'll see if he can save people." Saying that, he picked up a knife and planned to threaten Strassman, he couldn't stand the delicate feelings of July and Ning Yun.

Han Qingxin covered her face and sobbed, and grabbed the fat man: "Don't look for trouble, can you let them wait quietly?" ”

Her body began to twitch violently, Ning Yun's limbs continued to struggle with pain, she struggled to hold her mouth wide, as if she was trying to extract oxygen from the air, and the physical pain made her facial features gradually distort and deform.

The sudden situation caught July off guard, and he was confused, holding Ning Yun's hand and calling: "Ning Yun, are you okay, don't scare the girl, don't scare the girl." The mood became tense for a while, and even the voice became choked and sobbed.

It took a lot of effort for her to choke out a word.

"I want to go back..."

"Blackwater River..."

"Girl... Okay... Well..."

At the last moment of his life, Ning Yun left his last words and his wish before death.

When the limbs no longer struggle, when the consciousness gradually dissipates.

Ning Yun's body temperature was completely frozen, and his terrifying and unwilling eyes looked at this strange world.

Ning Yun died.

I want to go back to the Blackwater River, girl, okay?

This is her last wish, and she hopes to return to the pure land where she was born and raised, and there is no dispute with the world.

July was hesitant and lost, as if he had lost the whole world at this moment, and replied to Ning Yun's words in a daze: The girl promised you, we will go back to the Heishui River, back to the Heishui River.