MTL - Doomsday Wonderland-v9 Chapter 2126 The contagiousness of terminal illness

Chapter 2126 The contagiousness of terminal illness

In fact, the companion Lin Sanjiu had been looking for for the past half hour was nearby, and he hadn't gone far at all—in terms of straight-line distance, the distance between them and the black square aircraft was not even more than fifty meters.

However, when Lin Sanjiu vaguely realized this, she couldn't even stand up.

Shortly after she fell to the ground, she felt someone grab her arm, prop her up again, and drag her to the front building step by step; in the drowsy, she heard the teacher Side sighed.

"Really," he seemed to be very worried, "I thought that you would be able to help when you came, but as a result, you yourself became ill... This is good, how can you save people."

The word "save people" gave Lin Sanjiu a vague hope in his heart.

He also knew that he wanted to save people...he didn't forget...

She wanted to open her mouth to ask her tutor what the situation was now, but just forming this question in her mind had exhausted all her energy. Every inch of muscle seemed to have fallen into a dark and dead abyss, and the blood was like a polluted, thick and nearly dry stream, and the barely delivered oxygen was only for her to maintain the most basic physiological operation—even her heart, it seemed. It will also fall to the ground from exhaustion at any time.

Calling Teacher Yi, using evolutionary ability, or moving a finger, now that I think about it, it is no different from hitting a mountain with my shoulder.

"This way," Yuan Xiangxi's voice was a little more serious than usual; with the sound of him opening the door, Lin Sanjiu felt that he was half-supported and half-carried into the room—it seemed to be the hall of this building.

"Why is she sick too," said the goddess worriedly, "what now?"

"Put it on the ground," Yuan Xiangxi instructed. "The hall on the first floor is used as an automatic medical examination equipment, and it will automatically conduct all-round examinations on her, and the results are 100% accurate. Mosquito bites can't escape the detection in the hall."

Just an ordinary wooden floor?

In Lin Sanjiu's vision with her eyelids half-opened and half-closed, she could also see that this hall is just a hall: the wooden floor, the front desk, the surveillance cameras on the ceiling, a pot of green plants at the door... but it is a testing device. ?

Her doubts couldn't stay in her mind for too long. As she was gently placed on the ground, her head tilted and she fell into a brief, dark coma.

She didn't seem to be unconscious for a long time; when Lin Sanjiu woke up leisurely, the hall was filled with sounds that didn't exist just now. The buzzing sound of the movement, the beeping sound from time to time, the camera that landed in front of her flashed with a "pop"... A needle pierced into the skin of her arm, with a barely audible twitching sound, He sucked a tube of Lin Sanjiu's blood.

"There is a result," Yuan Xiangxi's voice sounded far away from the front desk. Like the humanoid objects, he seemed to be in a heavy heart. "Sure enough, I have to be sent to the isolation room... Worse than I thought."

"Ah!" It seemed to be a painter.

"What's the disease?" the goddess asked immediately.

"MELAS syndrome," Yuan Xiangxi said a name that Lin Sanjiu had never heard of.

When she was lifted up this time, the desperate pain in her skull almost made her think that her head would be snapped off and her shoulders rolled off. I don't know if the pain exacerbated the nausea or the desire to vomit. With a headache, she opened her mouth, and the gastric juice poured out of her throat again, as if all of it was spilled on the mentor who was carrying her.

"Your clothes must be burned," Yuan Xiangxi said immediately. "Although I won't be infected, you can't go out wearing such clothes."

"Of course, I understand." When the tutor replied, the goddess took a step forward and opened a door in front of several people.

Is "MELAS Syndrome" a contagious disease?

Lin Sanjiu was groggy and was placed on what seemed to be a cushion by the instructor. Yuan Xiangxi stood at the door and urged softly, "Okay, come out quickly."

The instructor stood up in a hurry, seemingly reluctant to stay in this room for half a second, and hurried out - the door of the room closed with a "dang" behind him, followed by a sound of mechanical operation; Lin Sanjiu reluctantly He opened his eyelids and found that iron bars and glass were rapidly protruding from the wall at the door, forming two closed barriers, which firmly sealed the room.

After they left, there was a moment of silence in the sultry and sultry room.

Suddenly someone took a loud and long breath, piercing the indoor air almost as sharp as a whistle, but it seemed that no matter how much he sucked in, he couldn't send the air to where it was supposed to go, and even made a choking sound. .

Perhaps it was because she was stricken and confused at the moment. It wasn't until a few seconds later that Lin Sanjiu suddenly realized that she was not alone - not only was the inhalation sound familiar, but also a low voice was calling her: " A little wine?"

…who is it?

She didn't have the strength to turn her head to look, and in her half-open eyes, she could barely see a small yellow-stained cushion next to her head.

The man called her name softly, came closer, and took a few heavy breaths. "Lin Sanjiu! Wake up... What disease do you have?"

wait...that's...

Infused with a little energy by the sudden thoughts in her mind, Lin Sanjiu forced her eyes to widen and turned her face towards the back of her head. With such a small movement, her neck muscles seemed to be torn apart. broken. If she can gather the slightest strength, I am afraid she will feel unbearable pain in her muscles.

With her blurry eyes, she started from a pair of feet on the floor, climbed up with difficulty, and finally recognized the outline of the speaker - it was Yu Yuan.

"It's me," Yu Yuan was still a few steps away from the mat she was lying on, and didn't come up. Whether it's his voice, look or tone, it's as if he's going to slide down to the ground. "You didn't escape either..."

Great, it really was him, she still found someone - no, Lin Sanjiu's eyes suddenly widened, and he focused on the floor of the room behind Yu Yuan. She found more than one person.

Pina leaned in the corner, her face turned purple, and she made a hoarse and sharp inhalation sound, each of which was useless. Her eyes stared like copper bells, and they almost rolled out; she seemed to have no mind to control what was going on around her, and was struggling desperately, clinging to the wall, just trying to catch her breath.

When Yu Yuan turned around, he also realized that something was wrong. "Her disease is the most dangerous," he explained with a frown. "Just one breath away, she may die... But we don't have any first aid. We can only see if she can survive every time. Asthma attacked."

asthma? Is Pina suffering from severe asthma?

While Pina was desperately kicking and grabbing the wall and trying to breathe, Lin Sanjiu gradually saw the rest of the room - and the other two people.

Qing Jiuyu was lying on another thin and dirty mat with his eyes closed, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth, chest and the ground were covered with blood spots. If it weren't for the bright red on his chest that was rising and falling slightly in Lin Sanjiu's blurred vision, he would even look like a dead person.

The opposite of him is a puppet master.

The dark shadow was standing upright on one side of the room, as if watching the room and the patients in it silently; when he occasionally took a few steps, he was neither weak nor trembling, still the same as before, as if. No pain, no itching, nothing wrong—Lin Sanjiu didn't have time to think of "Fortunately there is one person who is okay", the puppet master suddenly turned his head and glanced at her.

It was this look that made her realize that the puppeteer's situation was far worse than he had shown.

Lin Sanjiu had never seen such a blank, blank expression on the face of a puppet master; it seemed that the man who had always manipulated puppets had finally been gradually invaded by puppets and began to reveal puppets. General look.

Isn't Yu Yuan the only one who is not sick?

In the shock that even her bones were cold, she squeezed out enough strength, and called out tremblingly: "Yu..."

"I'm here," Yu Yuan replied, still standing a few steps away, not approaching. Even if Lin Sanjiu couldn't send any more words, he seemed to understand her problem and whispered, "After we landed, for convenience, we moved the big witch's body into the puppet master's aircraft. So when the cloud of smoke storm suddenly rolled over the earth, except for the great witch, every one of us was exposed to that thing."

When the puppet master heard his name, he didn't react at all, still staring blankly at the ground beneath his feet.

"Although there are many unknown gaps, I know that this matter has something to do with the puppet master's [disease], I just don't know what kind of relationship it is. After all, even he himself was recruited... This is not ordinary Even as evolutionaries, we have lost the ability of the body to function normally in the first place. Or maybe this is an evolutionary version of the disease.”

Yu Yuan continued to speak in a low voice, his voice heavy and tired. "Yuan Xiangxi was not affected, so for the first few minutes, he dragged us one by one into the roadside building...I realized later that he dragged us in so that the medical examination hall could serve us well. make a diagnosis."

Lin Sanjiu listened to his light and rapid breathing, and was drowned in Pina's struggle to breathe.

"Qingjiu has lung cancer," Yu Yuan said almost calmly. No, it's not the peace of mind, it's more like being extremely exhausted and no longer having the strength to have any emotions.

"Pina has asthma, oh, I already said it." He thought for a while, "Where did I say? Yes, puppet master."

The black shadow in the corner of his eye was motionless, as if he had forgotten that the puppet master was himself.

"The puppet master is suffering from Alzheimer's disease," Yu Yuan said slowly, "mine is... spontaneous death insomnia. What about you?"

Lin Sanjiu couldn't say a word.

"I feel like I didn't tell you something very important," Yu Yuan was silent for a while, as if trying to remember something. "What is it? I still remember just now..."

Evolved versions of diseases... certainly don't take a long time to develop to their final stage like their namesake, unevolved diseases. what else? What danger is there that she hasn't realized yet?

Anyway, she had to do something.

"Oh," Yu Yuan finally recalled, "all these diseases are contagious, this is what Yuan Xiangxi told me. We are in the same room, which means that in the end everyone will become suffering from four diseases at the same time. ."

In order to write this chapter, I really found all kinds of strange and rare diseases, all of them just look at the symptoms and feel that life is better than death...